It was a rainy and calm Saturday. L was at your house, enjoying some time with you, since he had successfully completed the Kira case and didn't have much else to do. L seemed to be mischievous today, giving small and quick signs of his little naughtiness a few times. At a time when you were in the living room sitting on your sofa while reading a book, L appeared with the Death Note in his hands, with his same indifferent expression as he looked at you. Suddenly, he stuffed the Death Note into his jeans, leaving only the 'Death Note' part on it top sticking out as he slightly lifted the white shirt he always wore. "Mhm, please take it." He said more like a command to you.