IdentityV - Oneshots

♠︎ Change - Mr. Inference! Naib x Reader

please excuse any spelling errors!*

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You looked down onto the stage from above, that woman sprawled out onto the floor. Fallen to her death, it was because of you. Belladonna the main lead actress was dead. You walked away as quick as you had arrived, no real fear in your body, you'd done this sort of thing many times before. Murder was something not foreign to you.

So you walked and walked until you had eventually made it out of the back of the building. Walking further down the alley and arriving upon the street, you walked to a bakery nearby. The door chimed as you entered, smiling gleefully to the cashier. "Hello!" You said, and he turned and smiled back. "Hello dear! Say, aren't you a singer from the big city?" You nodded your head and pulled out your wallet. "Yes, I'm here for the Atropos Ropes play, I've been invited." Your eyes skimmed the many sweets on display before you picked three small donuts to your liking. "For you and the other two actresses?" Your head popped up and you nodded. "Yes, I'm sure they'll enjoy them." He packed the goodies and you payed in full with extra to his joy.

You waved goodbye and walked out, now seeing people start to flood the streets. You walked with a few stares your way but it was nothing you weren't used to by now. And the thought of them knowing you committed a crime, never worried you. You were too good at what you did to care.

You crossed the street and walked down the sidewalk before turning the block to which the entrance of the theater was now seemingly crowded. You seen Kroto, your friend wave you over and you worriedly jogged over. "What happened?" You asked and she was red eyed as she held your hand. "Lady Bella, sh- she-!"

"She's dead." You turned with wide eyes to Ronald. "What? B-but she was fine just an hour ago- how did it happen?" The man came up and placed an arm around Kroto who sobbed into the him. "It appears she fell to her death from a certain contraption above the stage." You seen Jinglebells walk up to you three with a sorrowful expression. You clenched the three small bags in your hand, before you looked up to Kroto.

You gave a weak smile, and placed a hand on her shoulder. "Here. I was hoping we would all eat these together but..." You gave her a bag, and she took it and held it close. "Thank you (Y/n)." She said softly, and you smiled. "It's my fault." Jinglebells said, holding his bag tightly to his chest. "I- if I was with My Lady then this wouldn't have happened." He began to tear up and you felt a short instance of sadness in your heart before it quickly washed away. He was very attached to Bella, he seemed to admire her but he never thought he was worth the lead actress' hand.

"It's okay, you didn't do anything wrong, it's not your fault." You softly said many soft nothings to the boy who leaned to you hesitantly. "W-we need to get to the bottom of this." He mumbled and you couldn't help but tilt your head. "Wasn't that contraption always shaky though? It could've been an honest accident." You said as sweet as can be. "That's true, that platform needed fixing." Ronald said looking away, seemingly ending the conversation to your relief. However the boy under your arm quickly pushed you away. "B-but! My Lady knew that! She wouldn't have just walked up there alone without help!" Your eyes widened and you almost clicked your tongue but you held back. "She would've went with someone she trusted, and worked with! They're the ones who killed her!"

His shouting drew to much attention and the four of you now looked around nervously before your boss came through and started to push you all inside. "Listen up kids! There's a dead woman on that stage, and if what you said was true, than we've got a murderer here with us!" He scowled and you all looked at each other. He sighed and walked with his cane to the bar to which the four of you followed. "I'm not a big law man, but I've called for an investigation." You flinched and so did the others thankfully. "An investigation? What are we going to do?" Kroto asked nervously, holding onto Ronald.