A Night To Remember

Investigating the Bear

Yokozawa woke up I his desk, tied up and had duct tape in his mouth. He saw Kirishima in the same condition but his head was down and it seemed he wasn't breathing.

Yokozawa tried to speak, but he couldn't due to the duct tape.

I looked around to see anything in particular, that's when he saw an opened letter in his desk.

Yokozawa,
My least favorite person in this company!
Guess what! We are playing a little game! So let's play.
All you have to do is find me, who knows. I might be closer than you think. If you don't play, the most important person will be harmed.

Your host.

Yokozawa stared at the letter in anger, but his anger wasn't e ouch to break the ropes.

Then there was a sound of foot steps. He looked at the direction to see Onodera.

To get his attention, he moved from side to side and fell.

'Fucking -'

"Yokozawa?" Asked the curious brunette.

Yokozawa growled and finally got Onodera to see him. On the ground.

Onodera went to aid the Co worker, and untied the ropes.

"What happened?" Onodera asked.

"I don't know, I don't remember," Yokozawa said after he took off the duct tape.

Then he went to Kirishima, who was breathing but seemed to be asleep.

"God dammit." Yokozawa said. Then undid the ropes.

"How is Kirishima involved?" Onodera asked.

Yokozawa blushed, but hid the expression by pretending to look closer at the ropes.

"I-I guess because he works here and is well known." Yokozawa said, hoping to target the brunette to buy it." Where are the others?"

"In the emerald department. I think they were planning on looking for you." Onodera said.

"What are you doing away from them?" Yokozawa asked.

"....I have matters of my own." Onodera said, his hand clenched to a fist."...I can't let this happen." A tear streamed down his face.

"I get it....go" Yokozawa said.

Onodera used his sleeve to wipe the useless tear, then walked out to the lobby.

He walked down the stairs, because the elevator isn't exactly a good idea.

His heart was beating quickly, meeting the murderer is not exactly fun. But it was the only way he can think of as a solution to stop any of this.

He slowly walked in the lobby, the environment was silent and papers scattered everywhere. With no protection, Ritsu sat on a nearby chair, and waited.

"So you came." The murderer said, smiling.

"I didn't have that much of a choice." Onodera said. Trying to keep calm.

"You know who I love right?" The murderer asked.

Onodera thought for a bit, but shook his head.

The murderer smiled and came close to Onodera, the stained knife meeting shaking flesh.

"This isn't for me....you know that." The murderer said.

"What am I suppose to call you?" Onodera said and felt red oize streaking out from his skin. Just near his heart.

"Call me Ketsueki for now." The murderer smiled.

Onodera caught a glimpse of the murderer's eyes. So much hate and pain, locked up.

Onodera shuddered when he heard the name.

Ketsueki....that means blood.

"What do you want with me?" Onodera growled.

"I want the truth......tell me....who do you love? And this is a right and wrong answer." Ketsueki smiled.

Onodera's eyes grew, he soon realized that he was tied up in the chair.

'How the fuck?!'

"Answer it....Tell me who you love.....you have little time." Ketsueki said becoming impatient.

"I......."