“Mhm...”

Odasaku shifts forth on the sofa and studies the newspaper, mumbling to himself. Another week, another unidentified killer's latest victim. He would stay up the entire night staring at the unsettling methods used to murder and carve the victims' bodies.

On this hazy nighttime, Odasaku opts to go for a walk outside the streets. To serve as bait, not to clear his head.