Bitterness was easily the worst taste in the world.
It filled his mouth so unpleasantly when his parents died, and he was left alone in the world, unsure of what to do. It continued on through his detective work, where he continued, for the most part, alone, determined to separate himself from the world that had become such an undesirable place for him. He had tasted the bitterness so many times before, but none so strong as he did presently, as he did everyday, and it choked him. And he hated it.
And L continued to pop sugar cubes into his mouth, where he knew the sweetness would drive the bitterness away.
