Johan's perspective
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Gravitating to my thoughts, I snap out the sort of trance I was in to answer my phone. She replaced my phone and didn't even try to hide that fact; the wallpaper, lack of passcode, and more are too apparent.
"..."
There's no sound on the other side of the call, so I chose to speak first.
"Hello?"
"..."
Complete silence was the response I received.
Analyzing the problem at hand, I've come to a conclusion, an intricate conclusion, as a matter of fact.
Answering the phone would do two things for me:
1. Force that man to take bolder actions
2. Allow me to take some time to think while my instruments do the heavy lifting for me
I can sit back and observe while playing the role of amassing Intel.
"I didn't expect this."
The unknown caller spoke for the first time in a strange and altered voice. Using a voice modulator is smart but can be dangerous.
"Do you mind elaborating?" I inquired.
"Hehe... yes."
A grim chuckle and response were the most he was willing to give for the time being. Maybe I could change that.
"I won't ask you why you're calling then, seems like a waste of time."
"Oh, but wouldn't you like to know?"
" I would."
His laugh turned to cackling, an uncontrollable and piercing cackle. The kind you wouldn't be able to ignore even if you cover your ears completely.
"Then what's stopping you from asking? It's so easy yet you're too scared to ask. What a bitch."
Of course, the most obvious deduction I could make would be the caller being Ryuuen, then again, there is... the other one.
"I can't deny that. Sometimes, I feel an itching feeling deep within me that turns into an unbearable burning sensation if I let it go on. Most of the time, I'm too scared to treat it because I'm afraid I could worsen it."
"The hell are you...pffft-HAHAHAHAHA!! The hell is wrong with you?!?"
Spouting random gibberish was new for me, but it's necessary.
The second he finished asking that question, his fate was sealed.
"That's what I would like to ask."
"Eh? So I'm the crazy one now, huh?"
"If you want to believe it then go ahead."
A moment of silence wrapped the call as I began moving myself back to my bedroom to get comfortable.
"————————, nice place to live in, don't you think?"
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