'There's another teenager who committed suicide last night'.Celty typed and showed it to the man sitting on the other side of the table.
Kishitani Shinra rested his chin on his left palm as he watched the headless woman, typing non-stop. Instead of paying attention, he studied her as he usually does. She may be headless but her curves tell it all. Her unique personality attracts him. He can tell her feelings without her 'saying' it to him. He can read her.
Shinra, the 24 yrs. old underground doctor is undoubtedly attracted with her. He likes her - -no, he loves her. For 20 years his feeling didn't change, and never will.
I have an idea who is behind all this suicides. Celty typed with assuredness while Shinra read.
"And who's you're culprit?" Shinra smiled showing his interest.
Orihara Izaya. Shinra gave blank look. He's the only one who can do these crimes.
"He's not the only psycho here in Ikebukuro," Shinra said trying to stop Celty from jumping to conclusions.
Name that person. Celty demanded.
"Errr… Saika?"
Anri is not a psychopath. Celty stood up to show she strongly disagrees. She can't just allow someone badmouth a friend of hers, even though it's Shinra—her beloved Shinra. I'm going to investigate.
"Wait. Celty" The doctor called out trying to catch up with the Dullahan but failed. He stopped on the doorway and watched Celty drive away with her bike, he sighed, he wasn't even able to say goodbye properly before he go to work.
Different colors filled the streets of Ikebukuro but still the yellow and the colorless will definitely dominate the place together with the slasher.
Izaya 'happily' observed his surroundings thinking about what color he will destroy. He watched a couple fight over a stupid thing. He listened to a bunch of gossiping girls. He observed a man cautiously carrying a briefcase. He can see everything-he can hear everything. He wandered freely but careful not to cross path with Heiwajima Shizuo, his archenemy. He irritates him that a bartender will constantly throw anything heavy at him. To put it simply, he hates Shizu-chan.
Izaya sat on a bench in the middle of the park, still observing the humans around him. He spotted three teenage girls with a pair of white wings on their back. The troll smirked as he recognized the girl in the middle, the cellphone girl. The weird trio approached a girl silently reading a book.
"You! This is our place, scram off" The tanned girl in the middle cried with intimidation.
"If a property is owned, the name of the owner is usually posted or written in a visible place. Yet I didn't see any name nearby, therefore this bench is public" the girl calmly said not bothering to look up from her book.
The three girls were taken aback but refused to lose the argument from an unknown girl. The same tanned girl grabbed the book of the silent girl and threw it with her might, her two companions laughed. "Go on, get your book or the people will step on it"
The silent girl sighed and was about to stand up when someone talked behind the three weird girls. "Interesting book you're reading" the three turned to look at the source of the voice only to be greeted by a smirking man wearing a black fur jacket. The mouths of the girls gaped open as they recognized the cellphone crusher and hurriedly ran for their lives.
The silent girl watched the trio run while the man studied her. The girl's long messy black hair flowed down her back. She's wearing a closed light brown jacket and simple jeans. Her appearance looked normal until her violet eyes met the brownish-red orbs of Izaya.
"Interesting color" Izaya remarked handing the book back to her.
"Violet is not an interesting color" the girl responded then accepted the book.
"I'm Orihara Izaya" He smiled "Looks like you're new here need a tour guide?"
"Kirigaya Kenji" The girl answered with a blank face.
"Kenji? Are you transsexual?" Izaya asked feigning a surprise. Nothing surprises him in this generation.
"My parents thought I'm a boy" She briefly explained "And no thanks, I can give myself a tour"
"When did you arrive here?"
"This morning"
"I see" Izaya smiled but not believing the words of the girl.
"I-ZA-YA" A low voice shouted from afar, catching everybody's attention.
"Shizu-chan found me" Izaya playfully laughed and smiled at the girl "Then I'll be going"
The girl watched the man as another man wearing a bartender suit and carrying a lamppost ran after him. She stood up as if nothing happened, with the book on the left hand she walked the other way with a smirk on her face.
It's already late when Shinra was allowed to go. He massaged his stiff shoulders as he walked back home. This day is the busiest day of his life yet. He treated and conducted surgery non-stop. He doesn't even know where his patients got those injuries yet he didn't question his job.
"Celty should be home right now" he whispered to himself as he checked the time. "I wonder if she prepared something for me to eat? Or she'll hug me saying she missed me" Shinra started to talk loudly with his fantasies causing everybody to avoid him. Making different versions of his fantasy, he only came back to reality when someone tapped his shoulder.
"Are you Kishitani Shinra?" The woman asked him making Shinra's happy expression turn serious.
"What do you want?"
"We need to talk" The woman in black suit sternly said.
"Would you at least introduce yourself" Shinra offered, his suspicion rising.
"This is not the right time for formalities" the woman started "Just follow me and I won't hurt you"
The last statement made Shinra's doubt hit the peak. Though it's not his nature to hit a woman, he swung his briefcase slightly scratching the woman and causing a minor distraction. He ran with all his might with the woman following closely behind him.
He arrived at the park, which is empty at this hour, using the trees as cover he shortly stop to catch his breath. He ran again but his stamina is slowly dropping yet the woman's pace didn't deteriorate. Shinra breath heavily in every step and stopped to lean on a tree, he looked back expecting the woman just behind him but what he saw is her suddenly dropping on the concrete and clutching her foot. Thinking it's his chance to get away, he breathed deeply and continued to run.
The woman pulled the knife from her foot then stared at the running man, knowing she can no longer follow him; she brought out her phone to call the others. However, before she could dial any number another knife was thrown to her hitting her hand and dropping her phone in the process.
"For them to send an amateur as a deliverer" a voice mockingly laughed "Oh sorry, you're a pro"
"Show yourself!" The woman demanded as she stood up clutching the two knives in both hands.
"Scary" The voice chuckled and started to approach the woman, the light of the moon reflected on the katana the figure is holding "What should I do? Surrealism? Or Free art?"
"Who are you?" The woman's voice cracked as she stared at the figure's malicious eyes.
"Kirigaya Kenji, nice to meet you" She smiled sweetly and with a swing of her left hand everything turned red.