Kuki Shinobu had previously sneaked out of the messy camp that was occupied by the Arattaki gang, and walked towards the wooden bridge that encountered the two loners under the gloomy moonlight. Her violet eyes met Heizou’s emerald ones, as the detective stood on mindlessly, his back resting over the wooden fence and his mind wandering to whatever case he is working on.

She fixed her leather mask and decided to stand beside him, unspeaking, just wondering about her life and perharps enjoying the warmth that his slim body emitted beside her.