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It was late and she was just ready to go to bed when she received that call. The screen blinked, vibrating in silence for some seconds.
“Kanji’s mother?” the detective felt a sting of concern in her chest that only got more painful when she picked the phone up and heard the old woman’s tremulous voice.
Kanji disappearing for days was something his mother was used to before they meet senpai. The detective wouldn’t have been surprised to hear that if she wasn’t aware of the boy’s intentions of mending his attitude. She could easily understand why his mother was so unsettled.
... What could have happened...? Naoto instinctively stared at the TV, holding her breath. That couldn’t be possible... it was all over... The old woman was still gabbling, but the detective couldn’t say a word until the clock passed midnight. No Midnight Channel. She let out a deep sight and tried to clam Kanji’s mother down.
Once eliminated that theory... Naoto was finally able to hung up. Rushing to her closet, she dressed up as fast as she could, analyzing all the information she had to ascertain Kanji’s whereabouts.
Did his mother try phoning him? It was worth giving it a try. She marked his number and waited, holding the mobile pressing it against her shoulder as she put her jacket on.
















