A Price of Your Head - FKBUL : Fanfiction

Chapter Three: Life without money is difficult

It's 10:42 A.M when Haru Kato and Daisuke Kambe appeared in the school gate like as usual. Because they are partners and detectives. A stern look came from Daisuke when he looked at Haru at the moment. He's surely stubborn-headed idiot. He never cared at his situation because all he do is to work properly like a police officer. "Do you have handcuffs with you, Kambe?" His partner, surely asked if he brought one for himself. But for in case of trouble...

The gate was vividly open wide, raising a brow from Haru when he notices its oddness. Why is the gate was open wide? There would be risk of having thieves coming and sneaking inside at the school and taking some of its belongings. There should be a security guard but not until Haru remembered about their suspect.

"I have," Daisuke answered back.

Well, they gave an observation at the school gate itself and also expectations about the school they would about to enter, but not until someone stopped them. By footsteps behind the two, a voice can be heard as it said, "Excuse me?" In a surprise, a security guard showed up and somehow, permission was needed to do in front of an officer. They had no idea that even in weekends, security guards are still on duty. "How can I help you?" He had a short, thin black hair with small white colors on the side on his head. His dark gray eyes were on the picture and his thin eyebrows were the same color as his hair. He did wore his uniform and his personal information card that slings in his neck.

"U- um."

"We're the police," Daisuke responds immediately with his hand, holding his own badge.

"Ye- Yeah," Haru presented his own. "We're going to enter this school, sir."

The guard halted, "You cannot," and there was a pause. "You can't enter without a permission." A frown displayed at Daisuke's face, subsequently folded his arms. "But aren't you a security guard? We're asking you a permission to let us in."

"What for?" the guard continued. 

Daisuke stepped forward with a cold look at the guard though, his smart glasses kept it covered. "Have you heard the name of Kishou Tsurugi?" He gave a straightforward question. That approach seems to give a scare on that guard, but then, Daisuke felt a hand landed on his right shoulder. "Let me handle this, Kambe," it was obviously Haru. He taps his shoulder twice, though the following latter that Daisuke shoves his hand away and then he proceeds to talk with an introduction on his name. "My name is Haru Kato," a simple nod followed and then, "and that person is my partner. Daisuke Kambe, an officer." He told the name of his colleague afterwards.

"My name is Kaida Yasuhiro," the guard said his name. 

"Do you know about Kishou Tsurugi?" at that point, Haru interrogated him briefly by that question. Shortly, he explains their purpose in a sentence, "We're here to arrest that guy and heard that he lives in this school's old gymnasium." The guard look fixedly at the two before he shakes his head. He stuttered obviously, "I hav- haven't heard about him and never seen his face." Afterwards, the guard bows at them, "I'm sorry about that." 

"Are you sure that you're not aware? You're a school guard, so how can you not aware?" Daisuke raised a doubt about or objection on Kaida's statement. He smelled something unusual from the guard itself. He sniffed, narrowing his eyes skeptically. He detect the smell of a sweet floral scent, but also smells metallic and chemical-like substance. It was nearby and Haru failed to notice it. And there, his eyes laid on the guard. Is it cocaine?  Without a doubt, he emitted a smell of an illegal drug. He detects a cocaine from him. 

"No, sir."

"Well, it can't be helped," Haru groaned in response, turning away with a sigh. "But can we enter just in case?" He was asking to let them enter. Daisuke started to feel displease over the two, frowning at Haru and then to the school guard. "Enough," until he held Haru's left arm and started to walk away, "Let's go, Inspector Kato." They approached at the school gate. They left the guard behind.