Kyouko's Watson || Kyouko + Sonia.
"Kirigiri-sama, there has been a murder of two women in Nohara forest. The case has currently run cold with our current investigators, both deciding to leave the case as is. Is there a possibility that you’re interested to take on such a case? It involves—"
"I’ll be there. Give me half an hour, tops."
Did they really expect her to refuse a case that involved her favourite types of mystery? She shook her head in slight amusement as she politely hung up on the client, placing the phone in her jacket pocket. Purple orbs scanned her almost desolate like room, tracing over her duffel bag which she had been taking to recent cases. Usually, she’d be almost free from any type of baggage when she investigated, so she wouldn’t be slowed down. But she felt as though she might need it this time, it containing evidence bags and other essentials that would help her along the way.
It wasn’t too long until the sleuth had double-checked everything was there and had made her way out the door, light, yet quick-paced footsteps guiding her down the hallway with ease. That was, until, they had unexpectedly stopped in front of a certain upperclassman’s door.
Sonia Nevermind, the one person who, as of recent, had become immensely interested with her work. One would find it weird that a person of her status— A princess, no less— Would be interested in something considered as… Filthy, as murder. But Kyouko was not one to judge, au contraire, she was actually quite intrigued by the blonde’s interest. With her seemingly extensive knowledge in murderers and the like, she might even be a great significance of help on her next case. And regardless of her title, any help was appreciated.
She took a quick sidestep towards the dorm door, her gloved digits knocking against the wood almost rhythmically. As she waited for the door to be opened, an idea sparked up in her mind, causing a small smirk to play on the sleuth’s lips. In an instant, she had placed a bubble pipe out of her jacket pocket— The one Naegi had given her for her birthday— and placed it between her lips, much like the detectives would on cartoons. Only seconds after was the door answered, Kyouko speaking almost as soon as her golden locks came into view.
"Ah, Miss Nevermind… Would you like to be my ‘Watson’ for the day?"