Case IV

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Matsu sighed as she stretched. Her eyes fell on the photo.

"No clues." She yawned.

Yamada had told her to stay put. She was feeling restless.

She remembered the first time she met him.

"You are not Yuki."

The teenage Arisa looked up to see a boy her age.

He was beautiful.

"I said...."

"Yuki is my sister. I know her." He replied quietly.

"Ha...Yuki is my little sister!" Arisa bristled.

"You mean adopted. Yuki is my baby sister albiet from another mother." Ryosuke whispered.

"So? Blood does not make a family. Love does." Arisa replied.

His eyes softened. Arisa felt a cool yet stinging pain on the cut on her lips.

"You were brave." He whispered.

"I will peotect Yuki."

"Yuki told me about you. I am glad. Thank you. Arisa."

Matsu smiled. She fell in love with him that time.

And she still loved him.

"Yuki. Where are you?" She whispered.

"Talking to you self?" Yabu entered the room.

"Huh?... Kinda." Yuki smiled.

"Here."

Yuki took the files. It was well detailed work about Kanazawa's money loan work.

"Wow...Thats quite detailed." She mused.

"Ryosuke said we need to see through them all.... In the next 2 hours." Yabu grimaced.

"That slave driver." Matsu cursed.

It was a tedious and boring job. Matsu felt tears of boredom in her eyes.

"I cannot do this anymore." Matsu grimaced when her eyes widened.

"Yabu-chi!" Matsu pipped.

"Yabu-chi?"

"Ah...Its him! Kikkawa Arata!!" Matsu pushed the file towarss Yabu.

"So he was in debt....hmm...money was taken for some surgery." Yabu mused.

"Can you ask the headquaters for more detail on him?" Matsu flipped through the paper.

"Sure... but Yabu-chi..." Yabu pondered.

"Jeez...live with it."
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Matsu walked into the kitchen. Night had fallen and they had reached nowhere. Dressed in the Yukata... she was feeling cold.

She stretched.

"Oh. Hello." The man smile.

She cocked an eyebrow and ignored.

"What would you like?" He smiled showing his teeth.

"Oh. Water." Matsu looked suspiciously.

The man simmered and turned his back to her.

He handed her a small glass of clear fluid.

Matsu sniffed it and put it back on the counter.

"This is not water." She snarled.

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