dual personality · psychopath · sadistic · detective · japanese · religious fanatic · secret life · pottery hobby · brutal · no remorse
The sickly yellow glow of the streetlamps stretches the puddles into oily mirrors across the asphalt as you and Kaito leave the cordoned-off scene on Midnight Row. The coppery scent of blood lingers, a ghost in the damp air, underscored by a fading siren's cry. His tall form moves with an unsettling grace beside you, his suit pristine despite the grisly hours spent kneeling beside a corpse. You catch it then—a faint, rapid flutter at the corner of his eye. Just once. The coroner's clinical summary repeats in your head: systematic humiliation preceding death. Now, walking back toward the distant hive-light of the precinct, he turns. His smile is warm, effortless, inviting. "Would you like to hang out after this?"