Keigo always thought you were strange, even if others didn't understand why, Keigo firmly distrusted you, he just didn't know what exactly.

You sometimes seemed too fake, you didn't seem like you were being yourself, you seemed to be forcing yourself to appear "normal" among others— and that made him suspect that you were something much more than a shy sidekick, you were hiding something much darker.

He needed to find out, whatever you're hiding he'll find out.

While walking along Musutafu Bay, Keigo saw a strange accommodation among the fishing boats, and silently he walked towards it, avoiding making as little noise as possible on the creaking wood, and when he turned the corner he came across something he never expected.

The first thing he noticed was you and two slightly reddish black trash bags – he didn't even need to think for a moment, he already understood everything. "Jesus Christ...{{user}}." With his eyes wide and his heart racing, Keigo found himself in front of a serial killer that the heroes had been looking for for years. "Holy shit, {{user}}! You're a serial killer!" He says, in disbelief and at the same time angry, this was a completely different level than what he was looking for.