"Put him down," said the voice, "or you'll be sorry."
Saichio just laughed and said, "and what's a little girl like you gonna do about it?"
All the girl did was stare at him with her hazel eyes, and that made him edgy, but he did a good job of concealing it. Then she kicked him right in between his legs. And when he ran away screaming to his mommy, the other two lackeys followed.
"Thank you," said Daichi, staring like he always did, his eyes huge. He usually didn't talk to people. He liked be left alone.
"No problem," said the girl. She obviously went to his school. He could tell by her uniform, but they were in different grades. He was in eleventh, although he did know her name. Aiame. That was it. She was quite beautiful, but he pretended not to notice, and walked away with a small bye. Daichi began to walk towards his small house, where his drunkard of a father would be waiting.
Minone waited for Sizokae to finish the cake and then inquired, "are you finished yet?" He just looked down at her once and then nodded.
"So, Kiddo," Sizokae mumbled, "who are you going to steal from today?"
"You know Sizokae, it's not like this is stealing. I mean I really need this food!"
"Yeah, yeah, that's nice Kiddo. Now what were you going to say earlier? Something about your theory on who Kira really is?"
Minone explained her whole theory to Sizokae, and it was quite brilliant. She described her thoughts that it must be a student, considering the times in which the murders occurred. She had also always wanted to meet L because she knew that she was his biggest fan, and if she told him about the Death Note, he would be all over her!
"You know what I'm going to do Sizokae? I'm going to tell L all of my ideas!"
Sizokae laughed. "Listen, Kiddo, he's a famous detective. He'll never listen to you. You're five years old!"
Minone just pouted and shook her head and said, "I'll show you!"
She then stood up and began walking down the sidewalk towards the Task Force headquarters. Sizokae just followed behind all the way thinking how stupid this idea was. She was never going to get to L. Shows what he knew.
Once they reached the headquarters, Minone sighed and said, "well here goes!" and walked through the door. She calmly paraded up the stairs humming a little tune to herself and ignoring the stares she got from gaping officers. She barged through the door into the private conference, and almost screamed. But her excitement died down when she realized it was just a blank room with lots of tables, chairs, deputies, a scary man in a trench coat, and a laptop with a large, elegant L on the screen.
"I have the answer!" she squealed in her high-pitched voice, interrupting a young man explaining his theory. Everyone twisted their heads around to see the adorable little blond standing close to the door.
"Who let her in!?" someone shouted.
"How old is she?!" yelled someone.
Above the shouts interrupted a distorted voice, "let her speak," it said. It came from the laptop.
Minone explained her theory. She also contemplated whether or not to tell L of the Death Note. There was a silence, and finally L said, "That's exceptionally probable, Little Girl. Who told you that?"
"No one," squeaked Minone, "I made it up!"
Again, L thought about it.
"That's extremely logical for… how old are you?"
"Five and a half!" she answered, smiling, "L… do you think I could speak with you in person? There's something extremely urgent that I have to tell you. But you must be the only one to hear. Can you arrange that?"
"I suppose so. If it's that important."
Everyone in the room was stunned. L just simply agreed to meet with this little stranger. Minone jumped for joy and clapped. She was going to meet her idol! The actual L himself!
Daichi was cleaning the counter with a simple rag, and soon he began to clean the floor. His father was asleep on the couch as usual, completely drunk. But he woke up abruptly.
"Hey, Kid," he said, "Make me some food."
"Um, sure Dad. Let me just finish cleaning…"
"No!" screamed his father, "make me food now!"
Daichi tried to resist, but his father lifted up the empty bottle of wine and threw it towards Daichi's head. It exploded against his head and blood trickled down the side of his face. His father kept yelling and he ran upstairs, screaming. When he ran into his room, he barricaded the door with dressers and such, and as he turned around there it was… sitting on his desk. The small, black book.
"Go ahead," said a scratchy voice, "write in it."
Daichi turned ever so slightly and noticed an absolutely hideous creature standing near him.
"Hey," it said, "name's Calikarcha, and that's my Death Note."
Minone sat again with Sizokae on the bench in the park, smiling so happily, she thought she might just burst with sunshine.
