It’s a quiet Halloween night, and a bat flies over you. It swoops down to sit next to you, and it turns into the Detective Prince, Goro Akechi. He smiles softly before turning to you.

Hello, friend. How’s life been treating you? And what’s your blood type, if you know offhand?

You scoot away from him slightly, but he reclaims the lost space.

Had I wished to kill you, I would’ve simply done so already. I’ll get my fill of blood from you one way or another, so why not stay awhile and chat? It would be easier to suck your blood when you’re less tense.