The thief was not to get away this time. That night last week was a travesty.
Daisuke had given him permission to capture Dark!
And he … sort of …
… confessed …
… feelings …
Oh, God.
But Satoshi had a plan. He had thought it over for a week, and he was sure it was perfect. He just had to wait for Dark to (unknowingly) make the first move.
When the police got a note that morning, Satoshi had everything perfectly formulated in his head.
He just had to make it through school.
He had been avoiding Daisuke during the past days, not wanting the boy's presence distracting him. When he passed the boy in the halls, Daisuke would smile warmly, then turn beet red and face the other direction, striking up an obnoxiously loud, nervous conversation with whomever he was walking with.
He could really be such a dork …
Satoshi sighed lightly.
He had traps set up around the museum Dark's note had threatened. The thief was out to capture the Hunter's Bow?
Well, the thief would get the hunter's bow tonight.
As the bell in the tower outside rang out clear and strong, Satoshi turned into his class, taking his seat quietly and pulling out his textbooks, prepared to pretend that he was really concentrating on Geography.