--Lone Wolf and Cub--

[threebetrayals]

[Maybe it was stupid to go "fuck it" and run away from his mother's house last month, but frankly Kunikaki cannot be bothered to think it was stupid. He is seventeen and absolutely fucking tired of his mother's bullshit and his sister's somehow worse bullshit. (He gets it, he understands that his mother never recovered from her sister's death, but he doesn't have to deal with it anymore.) So yeah, he ran away.

And now he's pretty sure some freak is following him as he winds his way through the city, trying to escape the fucker, but whatever. He'll make do.]

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[book2thehead]

What if I am~?

[threebetrayals]

I'd call you a fucking liar.

[book2thehead]

And what makes you think that, hm~?

[threebetrayals]

Because the people around here aren't the type to do this sort of thing?

[book2thehead]

Hm? And you know that after being out here for...

[He squints. Tilts his head.]

A month? A tiny bit longer, maybe?

[threebetrayals]

[Kuni pauses.]

How'd you know that?

[book2thehead]

I'm a detective. I can tell these things~

[threebetrayals]

Your coworkers had no idea.

[book2thehead]

For all her bragging, Sango isn't quite as good as she thinks she is. And Ryuji is only an assistant. He's smart, just not as observant.

[threebetrayals]

Still weird that you could guess that. Why would you, unless someone hired you to do that?

[book2thehead]

[He shrugs.]

It's just the way my mind works. I take note of tiny details and use logic to weave them together and deduce a person's story.

[threebetrayals]

Alright then. What else have you "deduced" about me?

[book2thehead]

Oh, I don't know if you want me answering that~

[threebetrayals]

I'm asking. I'm also cooking, so if you piss me off I can poison you.

[book2thehead]

[He smirks a little, but he does settle with his hands folded beneath his chin and regards Wanderer with an analytical gaze.]

Hmm... You come from a well to-do family, most likely one with old roots in this city, but you've gotten fed up, either with high society on a whole or specifically with your family... Probably your family, as you clearly have no intention of going back. But you didn't really have a plan when you left, so you're still figuring things out as you go.

[threebetrayals]

[Kunikaki turns around, staring at Heizou in awe and fear before scoffing.]

Not from this city.

[book2thehead]

[Ah. He knows that look. Heizou just smiles serenely.]

No? Somewhere nearby, then?

[threebetrayals]

Figure it out.

[Back to cooking! It's kebabs. They're easy.]

How did you guess the rest?

[book2thehead]

[Mmm, kebabs.]

Your attitude. Mannerisms. Clothes. You're too intelligent to have grown up on the streets, yet you don't move around them with strong purpose.

[threebetrayals]

What do you mean, "strong purpose"? The fuck does that mean?

[book2thehead]

You're not looking for anything specific, nothing that indicates a plan. You're just looking for your next move.

[threebetrayals]

...tch. How are you so smart but stupid enough to let that happen to you?

[He gestures to Heizou's body to indicate the injuries as he brings the kebabs over.]

[book2thehead]

[He chuckles, straightening as the food is brought over.]

Just talent, I guess~ This looks delicious!

[threebetrayals]

Talent for being a dumbass, maybe.

[He shrugs, sitting down.]

So will you need this again next month?

[book2thehead]

[Heizou just looks amused as he starts to dig in.]

Why? Are you volunteering yourself as a sacrifice?