Your legs felt like jelly and you just wanted to sleep right then and there. The three of you passed two street entertainers doing a comedic act and you just cringed at the awfulness and cheesiness of it. Now nearing them, your nose scrunched up as you identified the scent in one whiff.

Both you and Haru stood in front of them, with you contemplating on whether you should say the information to them right now.. Well, you could just give them money first and then say that they're using drugs right after to dampen their mood even more. After all, the higher the happiness of a person goes, the higher the chances of them breaking when something bad happens to them.

"Let's go," Daisuke craned his neck back to get a look at the people who stayed behind, his eyes soon narrowing once he saw how close you were to Kato. Didn't he just make it clear to you and that other investigator that you're his? So shouldn't you be on his side right now- And his jealousy kept on speaking for himself.

"Go ahead, I'll stay," you waved your hands in a shoo-like motion, not even giving an ounce of care whether Daisuke leaves you or not. Dropping ten thousand yen on their hat, with Haru sending a disapproving glance at you, the two performers celebrated before waltzing away, well, not until you stopped them. This was the climax of their joviality, so you figured now was the time for you to speak out.

"Mescaline," and one word was all it took for them to stop on their tracks, cold sweat now making its appearance as nervousness engulfs them whole. Mouth now growing into a simper, you walked closer to the two men, placing both arms on their shoulders as you blurted these words out in a low tone, "Let's have a little chat, shall we?"
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INVESTIGATION ROOM A
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"How is it going?" The blondie who was leaning on the walls asked once Haru left the room. The mentioned man just huffed, scoffing at his new co-worker's way of making the criminals spill what they know. "He's still slapping them with money. What an abomination.. To get people like that to speak, you must show them empathy. I wish he would be more like L/n!" Haru clenched his hands into a fist as he said those words with such passion, Kamei only lighting up once he heard the woman's name that left Haru's mouth.
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INVESTIGATION ROOM B
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"You know, you're the human equivalent of a participation award," you scowled, venom dripping down your tone as your eyes held no mercy for him. "I pity the one who gave birth to you. Maybe she's regretting the fact that your father didn't even wear a condom because look at what their offspring has turned out to be," you propped your head on your enclosed fists, staring the man down in front of you, with him feeling so small as if he was in front of a predator and he was your prey.

He remained silent, on the brink of tears as he sat there, basking in all the humiliation that he got by using those hallucinogens. "However," you stood up, now making your way towards him, patting his head as you looked the other way, your free hand in your skirt's pockets. "It's not really too late for you to change. Think of your mother, you dunce. Remember all the hard work she exerted into making sure that you grow up well and refined.. Make her as your motivation to start a new life," for you, it wasn't a groundbreaking speech or anything, just something that you really wanted to say after assessing the whole fiasco.

"It's.. Mr. Isezaki. I bought it from him.." And a satisfied smile soon made its way once he finally uttered out what you wanted to hear from the said man. Haru just looked at you with a proud smile on his face, glad that even though with all the money that you had, you didn't resort to using it. Instead, you tried to make do with what you have, only using your mouth to speak and your brain to process the words that you needed to say. He just couldn't understand why a great woman such as you would fall into the hands of that.. Kambe.

"Isezaki?" Haru asked, not exactly sure as to who that scumbag was.

"I reckon it's the model, Yuta Isezaki." And thank god his friend was there to explain it to him.

Now out of the investigation room, your eyes met with Kato, giving him a thumbs up just to symbollize that you did your job successfully. With the warm look that you've given him, he felt his temperature rose a few degrees, and that ended with him trying his hardest to cool himself down, reminding himself that you were already engaged and that he can't just slide himself into the picture. He doesn't exactly like Kambe, but even though that that was the case, he can't just steal another woman that was already owned.

But.. that doesn't necessarily mean that he's prohibited to have a crush on you, right? Crushing is just a form of admiration.. So it wasn't technically a crime to hold such feelings towards you. Cue his internal monologuing.

It didn't take too long before Daisuke went out of his assigned investigation room. His eyes automatically found themselves on you, still unable to shake ugly feeling off of his chest. Just.. Just why was he hit with an emotion like that? The marriage of you two was already set into stone the moment you guys were given life, so surely there was no need for him to feel so threatened? But as he witnessed the smile that you gave to that brunette right beside you, the kind of smile that you rarely give him, the only way he was able to calm himself down was to take deep breaths.

"Ah, Daisuke, didn't think that you were even planning to leave that room due to how long it took for you to finish your task," you were teasing him, that much was obvious. Yet, he relished the attention that you were giving him, and only him. He felt his giddiness skyrocketing because of that.

Gosh, he was so whipped.