"This is stupid..." Hisoka leaned against the wall of the office, glaring at the microphone that had been shoved under his nose.
"You will answer the questions, Kurosaki-san, or you will face the wrath of my evil penguins of doom," The journalist-cum-fanfiction writer gestured over her shoulder at the masses of evil birds just waiting to attack.
"Right. Ask away..." Hisoka growled, his emerald eyes looking slightly bored.
"Good boy!" The journalist, Neko, smiled. That earned her a glare. "First question, are you in love with Tsuzuki-san?" Hisoka looked as though he was going to faint. First he went pale, then he went red, then he looked angry.
"I don't know why I should even tell you!" He yelled. Neko wrote one word down on her notebook 'Denial'.
"Oh, okay, then are you the one sending all these gifts to Tsuzuki-san?" She asked, a fake smile on her face. Hisoka frowned, rubbing his temples.
"Not this again. No, I don't know who is. Personally, I think it's Muraki, trying to mess with Tsuzuki's head..." He then purposefully turned away, obviously the thought of Muraki sending gits to Tsuzuki troubling him somewhat. "Why do you want to know?"
"I've been hired by Tsuzuki-san to investigate the source of these gifts and bring back solid evidence of who it is. Now I have a lead, thank you very much Kurosaki-san," She bowed and exited, jotting down a few more words onto her pad before heading to Kyoto to find the world's most psychotic doctor.
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"Ah, hello. It's nice to see you again Neko-san," Muraki bowed. Neko bowed in return. You were always polite to serial killers. It made them feel like they were civilised.
"I bet you weren't expecting it!" She replied, feeling quite safe with the man. After all, he'd already killed her once. At least her hair had gone to some good use...
"No, I didn't expect a lot of things..." Muraki replied, sitting across from her and pouring some tea. She took it, sipping the scalding tea for a few moments before deciding to get straight to the point.
"You didn't expect Kurosaki-san to stop you from seducing Tsuzuki-san, you didn't expect for him to try to kill himself and you certainly didn't expect for Tsuzuki-san to actually try to resist you," Neko smiled slightly, taking in the face of a serial killer who's just lost the upper hand.
"No..." His voice was slightly strained.
"Are you still trying to seduce Tsuzuki-san?" Neko's voice must have had some poison in it because Muraki just smiled.
"I will never stop. However, he is hiding out in Meifu, so until he returns to ths world, my tracking spells cannot find him."
That answer satisfied Neko's questions so she just stood up, eager to get out of the room.
"Is there anyone else you know of who would want to seduce Tsuzuki-san?" The private invesigator asked. Muraki smirked.
"Kurosaki-san and the Secretary of the Judgement Bureau."
Another lead...