Kuri Yagami finished her letter to Reiko, her pen pal from Britain. She left the house and headed to the mailbox when she saw it. It was a small notebook lying on the ground.

She reached out and picked it up. She began to read the directions.

Hmph. She had no need for a weapon to kill people.

She was a priestess for goodness sake. Killing people wasn't what she did.

She finished putting her letter in the mailbox, then headed into town.

She was walking past an alley when she heard terrible sounds. The sounds of a man attempting to rape a woman.

She stepped into the alley and noticed his wallet poking out of his back pocket. There was his name. Theoretically this would be easy.

She went to write the name, then decided against it.

Instead she punched the man, giving him several kicks to the groin, and the woman ran away.

Why on Earth would she ever kill a person?

Kuri headed back home, watching as the strange being floating on an oar in a blue kimono, followed her. Obviously a shinigami.

Well, good. She would return the Death Note.

After all she had no use for it.

"What's that you've got there, sis?" Light said. "D-Death Note?"