Rin Homes, your personal Detective.

prologue.

              It was unusual, he knew. He was overly feminine, but he thought they would have noticed that he was a boy... Not that his record stated any different, mind you, but he would have thought that they had checked, at least.

             The result of said action, leading to the cause of him not even trying the uniform. If they weren't going to respect him, there was no way in hell he would even pretend to care about them. In his own opinion, they weren't even worth the time, not even to mention the effort. And this leads to the use of a black hoodie, black jeans, and black converse. All of which, went with his long, straight, black hair, which he had put up into a high ponytail, and weird bangs that he had to keep moving out of his grey, catlike eyes.

             He was early, by almost an hour, on purpose. He needed the time to think, and knew that, even if he lived mostly alone, he would not get the time at home. Checking his watch again, he sighed at the time, and fiddled with his long bangs. Even the secretary wasn't here yet!

             Well, at least he can do what he came to do. Knowingly, he looked at the house directly in front of the building, and sat on the bench to the left of the gates. Suddenly, his phone rang.

            Pulling the device from the pocket of his messenger bag, he answered and spoke. "This is Kodomo, how may I help you?"

            "Kodo, sweetie, could you do mommy Watson a favor?" The high pitched male voice was sickingly sweet, but undeniably bearable.

              "Depending on the favor, and the people involved, perhaps." His voice was unemotional, and his eyes dull. "But as of right now, I am conducting an experiment, and would appreciate being left alone by my colleges in America."

              With that renouncing statement, he promptly hung up and turned his phone off. He may be a private investigator, but he did not do 'favors' as Watson so accurately stated it. The gates of the school were now open, at least, and he could begin his day.

          Somehow, he could tell it would be torment.

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