𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚, 𝐟𝐮𝐫𝐮𝐲𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐢 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

00:30 - Love is not Over.

All of the sudden a scream of a female echoed through the hallways, causing everyone to stiffen up in shock except for Sumire, Rei, and Ayanokoji who immediately rushed towards the location where the scream came from. On the hallway, they saw the female janitor lying on the ground pointing at the storage room that have its door wide open.

The three exchanged a look before averting their gaze inside the room, their eyes widening in shock when they saw a woman leaning against the wall on the floor who's neck is severely slashed by some metal by the looks of it but the identity of the woman is what caused chills to run down their spines.

"Call the police! And tell everyone in the main room to stay exactly where they are!" Sumire exclaimed to the janitor, causing her to flinch at the tone the younger lady just used but she immediately obliged when she saw the look on the actress' face. It was as if all sanity completely left her, an unreadable look plastered on her face as she kneeled to examine the body.

"Sumire, l-look." Inspector Ayanokoji said with a shaky tone, obvious that whatever he have his attention focused on seriously caught him off guard. He pointed at the wall near the body, causing Sumire's eyes to widen in shock upon seeing her signiture queen of spades card plastered on the wall with blood dripping from it.

The same title she owned back when she was part of the organization as Rosè, though it also could meant the same card Kaito's female friend from Ekoda gave her when she took the young amataur magician to school one time. Though the first thing that pop up on her mind is how the card is consider as bad luck, something she always avoided whenever possible back when she's being taught by Kuroba Toichi.

Rei looked at Sumire in worry as ever since she came back from her walk, she became a bit anxious over something that she doesn't look like she'll be willing to tell him any time soon. With her history with Hiroyoshi and her finally meeting the woman her former best friend chose to marry, she could actually have a motive which Rei is currently forcing himself not to believe especially after her talk with Hattori Heiji's parents about Hiroyoshi but the slash that could be caused by a metal also pointed at Sumire being a black belter in Tessenjutsu.

Sumire let out a shaky breath in disbelief before glancing at the door, a part of her wanted to dash off the door and run but somehow she couldn't bring herself to do so at the moment...

That is until her phone vibrated, indicating that she received a text message. Looking at the message after she fished her phone out of her purse, her breath hitched before she immediately stormed out of the room with an unreadable look plastered on her face. Her sudden action caused both Rei and Inspector Ayanokoji to shout after her, though their calls didn't seem to have the female stop even just for a second until she reached the front of the venue when she saw the male waiting for her on his motorcycle.

"Are you certain?" Sumire questioned as she easily caught the helmet that gets thrown her way. The guy on the motorcycle nodded before gesturing for her to go with him.

"Of course but are you sure you wanted to leave your prince charming here?" He asked when Sumire placed herself at the back, after showing him a specific address where she could get ready as fast as she can without disturbance. Then suddenly she remembered her talk with Shinichi about Ran around the time, she came back running to him just when Shiho already fulfilled the space missing from life.

"Sumi-neechan, why did I felt somehow free after breaking her heart? I should be torn apart but why doesn't it hurt like how it used to?" The shrunkened high school detective asked, watching his older sibling gracefully took a sip from her glass of Rosè wine before averting his gaze away from her when she suddenly breathed out.

"Maybe because your heart found someone else it would be torn apart for if that person ever leave." Sumire stated, not exactly knowing whetever her comments are useful to her brother or not as the alcohol is finally taking its toll on the woman.