Another strand of busy days and passionate nights passed.

And as soon as she realized she was awake, Yako popped her messed-up-hair-head up from the pillow and squinted towards her night stand. She didn't like what she saw.

"What the...?"

Her radio clock was dented down the middle, nearly smashed to pieces as if a powerful fist had pounded into it.

That was a gift from Kanae!

Thrashing her head the other way to glare at the bare-chested demon lolling beside her, apparently still sleeping, arm slung over his forehead, Yako whacked her pillow across his ribcage in anger.

Would that have hurt him? No, probably not. But it was the gesture that counted.

"You broke my alarm!"

"Congratulations," he moaned dryly in return, "you solved the puzzle."

"Oh, how funny. Kazue-chan is probably waiting for you at the office and I had a meeting to get to!"

"I'm not hungry," Neuro said, still refusing to move.

"Well, I am, and cooking the big breakfast I wanted is now out of the question thanks to you!"

Yako attempted to shove him out of bed herself, twisting her body so that her heel dug into his lower back. Somehow by channeling all the fury and adrenaline she had already, she managed to slide Neuro inches closer to the edge, in hopes to get him more invigorated.

And seconds later she almost pushed him off the bed completely, but Neuro—the crafty bastard—instantaneously reached over as he allowed himself to fall away, latching his hand tightly around her ankle—and effortlessly pulled her along for the ride. Yako shrieked, feeling the safe soft surface beneath her quickly vanish. The cover slipped off with the motion too.

They both landed on the floor shortly with a thud with Neuro facing up and grinning proudly, and Yako perfectly aligned on top of him, used her arms to prop herself above him.

She let out a loud exasperated sigh seeing that glow in his eyes. "Why always are you so difficult?"

He responded by flipping them over so he could really trap her now in a cocoon of himself and the bed cover.

"Ten minutes more," he negotiated before dipping his head against her shoulder. Yako could feel the demon's muscles around her slowly contract and detract.

She just rolled her eyes, trying to ignore his teeth carefully grazing their way up her neck, across her jaw. Her mouth lifted to meet his ear. "What about your career?"

"I'd rather feed from you."

She sighed again in total defeat, much like a parent would do if dealing with a bratty and spoiled child (one with quite the appetite).

"Don't get too greedy," she warned him.

He continued the playful feather-light nipping at her skin, "But, Yako, the Ultimate Mystery is ultimate for a reason."

"My point exactly, Neuro-kun." She pressed on. "Save some for later and it shall last. Now—UP!"

It was finally Neuro's turn to sigh before he obliged, and yanked them to their feet.

When the office phone finally rang for the first time that next afternoon, Neuro was quite swift to grasp the receiver. "Good day, this is the Hikari Kazue Detective Agency!"

Yako greeted his voice merrily. "It's me."

"...Yako, don't contact me during hours just to exchange pleasantries." he demanded, returning to use his regular tone. "Business calls only."

"You're still in the office, though," she pointed out.

He rolled his eyes. "Obviously."

"Well, I know that means you're either: still waiting for case to show up, or Kazue isn't even out of class yet."

"So?"

"So, come on! While you're still there, spare me a couple seconds. Look out the window."

"Why would I? Nothing's different."

"Really, aren't you a little bit curious?"

"Not in the least."

"Just do it, something may be different! Don't you trust me?"

"Fine."

Neuro then spun his chair around before he stood in order to draw up the shade.

And there Yako was...waiting for him beyond the windowpane of the recently-vacant workspace directly parallel to his across the street, cellphone pressed to her ear, and smiling wholeheartedly back at him. "I finally found a new office for myself."

"I can see that."

"So, what do you think about it? About us working still near each other?"

"It's...," Neuro paused very fleetingly, "satisfactory."

"I thought so, too."