Kyoko and Shuichi had just started investigating the room looking for clues, when she noticed that the bed was kind of messed up, and the blankets were strewn across almost as if she hadn't woken up naturally. "It looks like Saionji was struggling and being forced down on the bed."

"But why would they want to prevent her from escaping if they were going to take her anyway?" Chisa asked.

Shuichi went and continued the report almost on cue, "It looks like her bed was pushed to face the TV. Maybe they wanted her to watch something." He turned the TV on but it was out of order, and only static remained. "It looks like the connection to this TV was cut. Whatever was playing on this TV, they don't want us to see it."

"Nanami mentioned that Koizumi told her that she was forced to watch something on TV as well. It was after that that she started to feel strange." Kyoko murmured.

Shuichi asked, "So maybe it must have been some sort of program?"

"We don't have enough evidence either way to make such a claim." Kyoko glanceîd around the scene once more, and then walked to another corner of the room.

A look of preoccupation covered Chisa's face, and she turned to head out of the room."I need to call someone real fast." The sound of the door gently closing was heard, but barely registered to the detectives.

"Tell me if you need my help. I'm uh, pretty good with helping." Makoto couldn't do anything but offer support from the sidelines.

"That probably won't be necessary, but thank you for offering." Kyoko paused for a moment and looked over at him. "I'll see you in class, okay?"

For just a small moment, Makoto could sense something more than the monotone cut voice that usually came from the other. It had a twinge of emotion, something he had never seen. Before he could ask further, though, he nodded and left the room. Makoto passed by Chisa, who was on her phone pacing back and forth. He didn't pay her any heed, and then he was gone.

"Please pick up, please pick up, please pick u-" Chisa's frantic mumblings were cut off by a stoic voice on the other end.

"Yukizome, what do you have to report?" Kyosuke asked.

A gasp of relief flooded from her, "Kyosuke, thank God you picked up!

"What's wrong?" He immediately asked.

"How did you know something was wrong?"

"Usually you always remind you to call you Chisa." Kyosuke almost reflected on the humor of the situation, but he changed back to normal quickly. "So what is wrong?"

"One of my students is missing from the hospital, and there's evidence that two of them might have been forced to watch something strange on TV." Chisa's hand moved up to her trembling lips. She couldn't help her frayed nerves.

"That is worrying…"

"I might be over-emotional about this, but I'm really freaking out, Kyosuke!"

"Keep me updated and I will inform Sakakura to keep his eyes open for any new information. I'm going to take a flight to you both as soon as possible, so stay strong until then." Then, like it was normal, he wasn't talking anymore. Chisa was too shaken to even notice he had hung up.

Chiaki and Hajime were still sitting on the bench as usual, both trying to break free of the stress of the past week. Chiaki had especially noticed that Hajime's mood was dropped, more so than usual. This was a big plan, and she had to help him somehow.

Chiaki lightly tapped the side of his hand with her own as a distraction, "Um, come with me."

"Where are we going?" The fact that Hajime didn't emote as much as he usually did worried her immensely.

Chiaki tried to smile in return, "Somewhere where we can clear our minds."

Chisa watched as Kyoko and Shuichi looked over every inch of Hiyoko's hospital room. She jotted down everything they mentioned in her notebook, trying her best to be helpful.

Shuichi asked, "Why are you writing all of this down?"

"Memories are fickle and sometimes a written record is needed." Chisa replied and wrote another note into the book.

"She's right, you know." Kyoko said, "Do you mind if I get a copy of your notes?"

"You can have the notes if you want. I'm just glad someone appreciates them!"

Kyoko nodded her head and continued to search the room for clues. It was just as she crossed to the door, that it suddenly swung open, revealing a very small girl in pigtails. She had dark skin and a yellow cardigan. Her smile was contagious, but her appearance only made matters worse. At this sudden intrusion, everyone froze in place.

"Hello, hello! Atua told me to come into this room to spread his good news!" The cheerful girl looked around and noticed Shuichi. "Oh, Saihara! What brings you to the hospital?"

Shuichi looked up and almost jumped back, "Yonaga?! Why are you here?!"

Angie opened her arms wide. "I thought the poor girl who was hospitalized would be cheered up knowing that Atua loves her. That's all!"

Kyoko just shook her head from the nonsense, "Who is Atua?"

"Atua is whatever you need him to be! Like a very handsome man!"

"I don't believe in superstitions like that." Kyoko sighed.

"Atua isn't superstition! Atua is love!"

As the energetic girl hopped up and down from her elation, Chisa whispered to Shuichi, "You know this girl?"

"Yes, this is Angie Yonaga, the Ultimate Artist. She is in my class." Shuichi gave a small introduction to the girl standing next to them. She smiled up at him in return, and ran to give him a warm hug.

"And Shuichi will be my husband someday!"

"What?!" Shuichi screamed and tried to shake free.

"Atua has told me so!" Angie only grinned brighter and hugged him tighter than she ever had. Shuichi tried to breathe.

Chiaki took Hajime to her favorite arcade, the one that was downtown and close to her home. He was confused to say the least when they arrived.

"Wait, what are we doing here?" Hajime asked.

"I come here when I don't want to think, and need to clear my mind." Chiaki pulled Hajime over to the Mortal Kombat machine and handed him a quarter. "Here, pick your character."

With a little hesitation, Hajime picked Subzero and Chiaki picked Sonia and they started smashing buttons, taking their minds off their problems for a while. Of course, Chiaki beat Hajime in every one of their games. It was one of the things she did best, after all.

"What husband?" Shuichi shouted, "Why?!"

Angie just smiled and said, "Atua has proclaimed it cause of our first meeting! We are betrothed in his eyes!"

Kyoko stood closer to the two to make the girl leave, but she didn't seem to get the idea."We don't have time for this foolishness we have work to do."

"Atua isn't foolishness. Atua is divine!"

"The divine doesn't exist in our world." Kyoko crossed her arms in defiance.

Angie looked depressed just then, "I see you aren't a believer…My, how sad!"

"I have no need to believe in what doesn't exist."

Angie pressed her small fingers to her cheeks to try to look even cuter, "If you convert now, Atua will give you 500 recruitment points!"

Shuichi just tried to shake his head and move on, "If that's okay with you all, can we table this conversation for later and go back to looking for clues to Hiyoko's disappearance?"

Meanwhile, Hajime and Chiaki spent the next four hours at the arcade just playing games and not thinking about serious matters. It was honestly nice to just forget sometimes. The two of them spent the day with smiles on their faces, and had a fantastic time.

On the way home, Chiaki mumbled to herself about a certain idea, "We should bring the whole class here someday...It would be fun, don't you think?"

"I thought this was our own private place..." Hajime blinked in confusion, "But I mean, I don't mind."

Chiaki blushed a bit. She honestly wasn't expecting such an answer. What exactly did Hajime even see in her? "Oh, do you think we're on a date?"

Unable to keep it in, Hajime put his hand on top of Chiaki's and managed to grin despite his nervousness. "I dunno, I just feel happy anytime I'm with you."

Chiaki just looked at the ground with a smile. She knew she had felt the same exact way as he did. If this was a date, was it really the end of the world? "Once this is all over, I want to play games with you again." For the first time in a long time, Chiaki was truly happy.

From the side of a building, Junko watched the two walking down the sidewalk back to their face split into a sick grin,"Mmmmmh? It looks like the cute gamer girl who broke my control over that redhead is close to the experiment! This could be more interesting than I thought…"