𝐑𝐄𝐅𝐔𝐒𝐀𝐋 • 𝘥𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘶𝘬𝘦. 𝘬 𝘹 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

CHAP. 3

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" YOU DIDN'T DO ANYTHING. YOU LET THE PERPETRATORS GET AWAY. "

" No, it was your fault for trying to kill them off! You let me fall off a bridge, for Christ's sake! " Damn, this was like one of those dramatic soaps. You slowly munched on the snacks you had brought with you, knowing full well that you really shouldn't be eating assorted snacks while 'working'.

Trying to stay quiet while watching the footage, you snickered lightly at Haru's expression. You got a couple of weird looks from your 'colleagues', but you paid no attention, continuing to watch the footage with the upmost pleasure.

" Um, " The cashier said, holding a small device behind her back, " So, I could... " The cashier continued to ramble on, providing information to the two. You sat there bored - the fun bit had passed over. However, you eyed the small object the cashier held, suspicions arising.

After the pair had finished interviewing, Daisuke stared directly at the camera, smirking, as if he knew you would be looking at the footage. You were taken aback, eyes widening. He knew you would look at the footage? Or did he just notice the camera?

You quickly glanced at Daisuke, who was staring directly at you, with the same insufferable smirk. You averted your eyes, face growing hot. Great, you were sure he knew what you were doing. For now, you'd continue to do what you would usually do - ignore him.

The cashier threw the tiny item onto the ground, and you stared at it for a couple of seconds. You noticed that Daisuke had whipped out his dark shades, placing them gracefully onto his face, and as soon as he did so, chocolate frosting had spilled everywhere.

" W-What the fuck? " Haru cursed, protecting his face from the sweet frosting, " Why is there-? " The frosting had sprayed everywhere, and it (surprisingly) reached the camera. All you could see was darkness, and you closed your laptop, scowling at the sight. Hearing footsteps, you unplugged your earphones, looking behind you.

" Intriguing footage, eh, ( y/n )? " Of course it was him. He was smart, rich, and had an intelligent butler, of course he'd know.

You pinched your glabella, feeling a large amount of frustration towards him. " Yeah, yeah. " You chucked a paper cup (from when you drank coffee/tea/hot chocolate) at Daisuke who moved out of the way to avoid the cup from hitting his (perfect) face.

" Anyway, " Daisuke started, bringing out the small device you had seen earlier, " Bring this to Naicho, I believe there's a special message encoded into it. "

Suspiciously looking at him, you took the device, taking out more tools, and beginning to fiddle with the tiny, white gadget. Daisuke studied you for a brief second, looking at the advanced tools you had taken out of your laptop case.

" Hey, go away, I'm trying to work. "

" Want a gummy fish? "

" A what? "

" A gummy fish. Miss Saeki offered one to me. "

" Funny how you can show respect to others, but not to me. I'll take one. " You took a gummy fish from Daisuke's hand, chewing on the strawberry flavoured sweet. Daisuke looked at you expectantly. " That's... not all you wanted to say...? "

" Please assist me in another investigation. "

" Oh. " You tinkered with the tiny fragments, revealing a small note in the device. The note was almost microscopic- how did such a thing fit in there? You silently read the note, eyes scanning the paper.

" It says... Yuta Isezaki? " Placing the device and the tools down, " The model? "

" Through my sources, " Daisuke tapped his pocket, to which his sunglasses were, " He is the man behind the drug overdosing. "

" ...oh... " You had no clue on what was happening until now. In fact, when did this happen? " I guess... " You paused, feeling a little disheartened.

Feeling a hand on your shoulder, you flinched, giving Daisuke a questioning look. He shrugged, pulling you in a close embrace, surprising you even more. You didn't hug back, you didn't do anything, feeling bewildered that the 'money man' was holding you in his arms. Your face was squashed against his chest (since you were sitting down), and it was beginning to feel uncomfortable.

" Hey, it's not that I hate this, but please let me go, you're hurting me. "

Briefly apologising, he handed you a 10,000 yen bill, prompting you to treat yourself. You sat there, feeling utterly dumbfounded once more.

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Quiet. It was way too quiet in the office. The silence was deafening. Everyone seemed to be invested in doing whatever they were doing, but you were simply too bored. You had unexpectedly finished every piece of work that was necessary, right now you were waiting for Daisuke to signify to you that they were going to investigate. It felt odd - even Daisuke wasn't here to bother you at such a time, and you (though not wanting to admit it) would even accept Daisuke's annoying presence to get rid of the overwhelming boredom you felt.

Currently, all you were doing was spinning an office chair that you had nabbed from someone else. There was a sudden, harsh light that came through the dark brown doors; you squinted your eyes.

" ( y/n ). " It was Daisuke.

Finally, you felt excitement pump through your veins. Investigating a drug party was much more interesting than... sitting here and finishing off all the paperwork. You dashed towards the door, grabbing your jacket, and almost bumping into the rich man.

" We're going to speculate the model, " He briefly explained, checking a small device, (another one of his fancy gadgets, perhaps), " Investigator Haru is joining us. "

" Hey... what's with the sudden aloofness? " You questioned, jabbing his chest for absolutely no reason whatsoever, but getting no reaction out of him, " it's... weird. "

No reply. Simply a grab of your hand, dragging you out of the office area, out of the building, and almost throwing you into the car. Haru was seated in the front, arms crossed, until he noticed you.

" He - " Daisuke, " Was planning on using money to do everything! " Throwing his hands up in the air, he loured at the man he was referring to, grumbling exasperated words.

" It's fine, Haru. "

" It's not! How can you tag along with such a man? He's the one who's doing everything wrong, putting civilians lives on the line! He... he investigated me without my knowing! MY personal life! How can you put up with him? " You had nothing to say. Was this why Haru was so angered?

" Look, Haru- "

" No, ( y/n ), " He began, ready to climb out of the expensive car, " I'm going to do things my way. The right way. You can either join me, or stay with this... rich asshole. "

Feeling a little overwhelmed, you began to speak, " Why is everything up to me? I... It's... why can't you two accept each other as partners? At least work something out! I'm not dealing with this. "

You got out of the car, Daisuke standing beside the door you had exited of. Haru also got out of the car, diverting from following you to going to his own, small car. Everything was too complicated for you to handle. Everything was so confusing. It was as if you had to pick sides between a battle of money and righteousness.

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