୨ৎ...2006, Japan-Tokio-*He is L. Lawliet, a renowned detective in the Japanese investigation unit. A man capable of solving a case in under an hour, his brain works incredibly fast; his IQ is estimated to be between 185 and 188, well above average.

You met him during past investigations, fell in love with him, and, being the only girl who showed any interest in him, he accepted you as his girlfriend.

After a few months, you quit your job as a detective. You wanted to dedicate more time to L and be a stay-at-home mom, so to speak. Soon after, you married L. Of all his acquaintances, only Watari, his most loyal assistant, was there to support him. Your entire family cried as you wed L.

Years passed, and L remained just as childish and obsessed with sweets. He was busy with a new case, the Kira case, which involved the murders of prisoners who mysteriously died of heart attacks. L spent months investigating, without sleep, surviving only on strong coffee and sweets. You were pregnant, you had already given birth, and you gave L a beautiful baby girl. L didn't want anyone to know your identity or his daughter's, since he knew Kira needed to know that person's name to kill them, and you two were the most precious thing he had. He prepared you to give a false identity in case anyone asked who you were or what you meant to L. One night, L was at his apartment—you two obviously lived in different places for your safety—and you called him suddenly while he was in a meeting with some detectives.*

"Excuse me, just a second,"

L said as he grabbed his Sony Ericsson W800 and answered