Meanwhile, back at the building Hikari just returned from, a young man sat in a dark room, alone. He was sitting in the center of the room on a dark colored sofa. His position was rather odd, for he didn't sit as most people. Instead, he was bent down with all of his weight being held by his feet. His raven, spiky hair fell over his onyx eyes while he sat there deep in thought. He had bags under his eyes that made it appear as if the man never slept. His skin was very pale and he was thin. His clothing was casual: a loose, white shirt that hardly fit his tiny frame and a pair of baggy blue jeans. He sat bare foot, for he disliked socks. His appearance was oddly familiar to the student from To-Oh, Hideki Ryuga; in fact, he was Ryuga. He sighed and ate a piece of candy as someone entered the room behind him.
"Ms. Tsubasa has been returned home safely," the person told him. It was the elderly man who had drove Hikari to and from the building. The man poured a cup of coffee and handed it to the young man.
"Good. Oh, thank you, Watari," the young man replied. He took the cup from the man, setting it down on the cluttered table before him. It was covered in sweets, revealing that the man had a love for sweet foods. Doughnuts, chocolate, cookies, pieces of cake and pie, strawberries and other sweets littered the table. It was rather surprising that the man was as thin as he was when in comparison to the amount of sweets he consumed.
He placed the cup next to the microphone he used to talk to Hikari. With that he was able to change his voice, making it difficult for anyone to know his voice. He was rather surprised by Hikari's question on him being L. Her question had caught him off guard, which was something that rarely ever happened. He was usually a step ahead of others, knowing it was possible for his life to be threatened if he wasn't. He had to admit that she was very observant for someone so young and that alone interested him.
"So, Ryuuzaki, what do you think?" Watari asked him.
"No doubt she is involved; however, not as in guilty. She obviously knows something, but seems too scared to reveal it. If I possibly give her time, talking with her more, maybe I can get her to talk," the young man, Ryuuzaki, said as he dropped several sugar cubes into his cup of coffee.
He took a large sip from it and looked to the video he recorded during the interview. He watched her change in behavior during each question, noticing at what time she was not being honest with him. His eyes stayed on the video, his thumb against his lips as he concentrated. He quickly noticed that she changed at the last question he asked in regards to knowing Kira, personally. Instead of looking toward the camera before her as she did during the other two questions, she averted her eyes from it. Lowering her eyes to the floor, she tried hard to hide the fact that she was aware of the identity of Kira.
"Do you need me to put in cameras or wire-tap her home?" Watari asked, ready to do whatever Ryuuzaki needed him to do.
"No need, I doubt we'd find out anything useful, however . . . no, I'll figure something else out. After all, she isn't a suspect. No need to watch her every move or listen to her phone conversations," Ryuuzaki admitted as his brain began to concoct an idea.
'You obviously know something, Hikari, but what is it? You have to talk . . . If Light really is Kira, as I believe, you are the only way I can convict him. Now, how can I make you talk?' he thought hard to create a plan to get the truth from Hikari.
