Petite
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Kaito pouted from his hidden position where he was watching the usual pre-heist scramble. Honestly, this was just not fair! He had tried, very hard, to make sure the only detective here would be Shinichi. He'd been hoping for a nice one on one with the detective. In fact, he had even gone so far as to set a trap for Hakuba and hidden all of his cloths and other such necessities. He'd had it coming after that sneaky little thing he'd pulled awhile ago, anyway.
But, there he was, Hakuba, ruffled and looking a bit grumpy, but there. He was standing next to Shinichi, in fact, who was waiting with Hattori Heiji of all people, for Nakamori to stop putting up a fuss at them.
Though, he was really surprised to see that Mouri Ran had tagged along, and with her was her another deceivingly petite girl he didn't know, but had heard her addressed as Toyama Kazuha. She was, apparently, the Osakan detective's friend.
Kaito was, frankly, just glad that Aoko wasn't there. That was the last thing he needed right now.
"When is the heist set to begin?" Nakamori bellowed angrily. It seemed like the dear old Keibu was getting annoyed with being ignored by the detectives. There appeared to be a lot of arguing going on down there, actually. Kaito was impressed to notice, that Heiji seemed to be carrying on three arguments at once.
"Uh, anytime sir!"
While Nakamori started swearing, Kaito grinned.
