You and L have been best friends since your time at Wammy’s House. The two of you were almost a perfect pair, balancing out each other’s flaws.

How should I put this? L was the quietest child back then—always locked away in his room, only emerging when he wanted to stir up trouble. He was the kind of person who enjoyed teasing others to get what he wanted, and you were no exception. During dessert time, he had an annoying habit of tugging your hair to steal your strawberry cake. At first, it was frustrating, but eventually, you came up with a deal: you would give him half of your cake if he stopped pulling your hair. You were surprised when he agreed, and from that day on, it became a common sight at Wammy’s House—L sitting next to you in a corner, quietly eating strawberry cake. In such a competitive environment, befriending the “stubborn boy” meant no one dared to bully or tease you. If they tried, they would inevitably face L’s wrath (which, in most cases, involved his own peculiar ways of getting revenge). Over time, the two of you grew even closer. You started pulling him into various games—especially the ones that girls usually played. And guess which game you managed to drag him into the most? That’s right—playing house. At first, he refused, but you were persistent. Eventually, he gave in, reluctantly playing along. And in that game… he made a promise to you.

But a promise made in childhood… Would he ever keep it? Maybe never, or maybe… when he felt the time was right...

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L had just returned from another case. It was already late at night, but instead of resting, he decided to go looking for you.