A/N: Well, this was fun to write. Had to get back in the groove of things, but I think it turned out decently. XDDD Hope you enjoy it and it has a twist I wasn't even expecting, so…XDD Enjoy? ^^
Disclaimer: I do not own Detective Conan or Magic Kaito in any way or form. (or shape!)
Chapter Forty Four; Lucid Nightmare arc
"Well, you're oddly calm about this." She chuckled, looking up at me with her childish face – my expression mirrored hers back as I tried to ignore the hyperventilation feeling welling in my chest like a hot rod stabbed through. This was strangely very creepy. I sighed to myself and rolled my eyes at myself – of all the things to be effected by…
"Well, I guess you can say I always knew I was a bit evil." I snickered, "Besides, we're not really the same person. You're just a figment of my imagination. In a dream. Like all the other dreams." I commented, gesturing to our red surroundings, the intersection the same as always. We stood in the middle of the road, facing each other with smirks as the silence rung in the air.
Alice's smile twisted upwards wickedly, an unfit expression that sent an unpleasant chill down my spine as she giggled – giggled; guh, so damn creepy... "But, you forget, Midori…,"
"You're not the real one, either."
ooOOoo
I blinked at the first page of the newspaper before grinning brightly to myself. Good, good – this was good~! Chuckling, I dropped the newspaper with a tired hand, covering a yawn, as I exited the Kuroba household once more – Kaito had already left, something about a project needed to be done; truthfully, I think he was just gonna set up some elaborate prank, but who knows? It could actually be a school project. I snorted to myself, shaking my head – nah, the look on his face when he left was a dead giveaway to his plans.
Before I knew it, I was already back at school for Wednesday, sitting in the same seat as yesterday and Monday. Bored while waiting for the teacher, I turned to Conan once more, rotating in my seat to sit in it backwards. He looked like he already expected it, raising a brow in my direction with a slight smile.
"Good morning, Koizumi." He greeted courteously, eyes taking in my appearance swiftly. He frowned lightly, but I ignored it. "Morning, Edogawa-kun~!" I hummed back, leaning forward a bit to rest my chin on the edge of his desk. I looked up at him, gaining a bemused look from the bespectacled not-child. We stared at each other for a moment or two before I cracked a grin. "So, did you see the papers? Apparently, that crazy person is going to hold another heist~!" I crowed, interested in his reaction.
He sighed in exasperation. "I saw." He droned, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Despite her wanting a 'playmate', I won't be able to come and 'play', since she didn't even mention the day her heist would be held." He snorted, amused. I blinked in surprise. She forgot to–? "H-Huh? Wasn't it in the note?" I asked hurriedly before backtracking, "Wait – you already solved her heist note?" That was fast….
He grinned in his knowing way. "Yeah, it was easy enough. She probably didn't even try this time." He gave a small chuckle that sounded a bit mocking. My brow twitched in irritation. Well, sorry if I was too tired to come up with something somewhat complicated, I internally grumbled. "She primarily focused on making things rhyme this time." I hummed, leaning forward, "So, what do you mean she didn't mentioned the day the heist would be held?" I tried to conceal the slightly worried undertone. Had I really forgotten that? If so, that was sad.
He stared at me for a moment with a calculating face that disappeared just as quickly behind a façade. "The note went:
We have them all - a Gary, a Russell, a Jia, and Ding. If you bring them fuchsia, they're all fantastic things!
Perhaps I'm not Sirius, but I do have the shape and my friendly 'black' will 'swoop' at eleven's break.
She'll take me away, she won't let me break, and if you get lucky, she won't make you wait - she calls to her friend, a stalker shall be, who has been following her like she has been me.
"Come out and play, love~!" she calls to you now - don't take it as taunt, more like a drawl, and perhaps we shall have a little brawl."
He quoted word-for-word from memory, closing his eyes as his head nodded to the slight rhythm the whole note had.
I deadpanned at his show of memory, biting back the sarcastic retort forming on my lips as I watched him open his eyes again to grin at me. "Her target is the Delong Star Ruby – the names she mentions are all famous people with the last name DeLong, and the gem itself is fuchsia. Sirius is the brightest star, which is pointing to the star-like mark on the ruby." He explained in a bored tone that I couldn't bother to be too irritated with as I gave a jaw-cracking yawn behind my hand.
"Eleven's break most likely refers to 11 PM – she didn't exactly add anything too explanatory about that. And throughout the note, she didn't mention the day. But, she did spend a lot of time mentioning that 'stalker' of hers to come and play." He hummed, bringing a hand to his chin as he again looked to me with a raised brow, "She was probably talking about someone else. Perhaps an acquaintance?"
I shrugged at his questioning tone, "Hell if I know." I answered in a drone before backtracking, face flushing at my unintended curse word. He smirked in amusement, not bothered by it. Almost instantly, though, he frowned again in concern, bringing a hand up to my face. I blinked at the gentle touch of him tracing the bags under my eyes as he peered closer in worry. "But, really, Koizumi." He switched the subject, frown deepening, "Why haven't you been getting sleep?"
I snickered at his concern, grinning in a way that had his hand retreating slightly to his side. "I'm fine, Edogawa-kun~! Really, you being concerned is so–" I began, only to get cut off by his sharp tone as he shot me a glare. "Don't dodge the question. And don't pretend you're fine – you've been even less attentive in class than usually and have been going home on your own." His voice had deepened in a semblance of maturity.
A sigh escaped me, knowing that there was no way that I'd be getting out of this now that he was bothering to be serious about it. "I've been having nightmares at night. They won't go away." I gave in, rolling my eyes, snorting in amusement with myself.
His brow furrowed in concern as he brought his hand back down to the desk completely. "Nightmares, Koizumi? You didn't even have nightmares after being choked half-to-death." Conan commented, eyes narrowing as his mind began to work. After a moment, he spoke again. "You didn't watch a scary movie recently, did you?"
I chuckled to myself as I turned back to the front as the teacher walked in. I was quick to shoot off a parting blow, "Oh, yes, Edogawa-kun." I chuckled, "I totally watch Hitori Kakurenbo* in my free time." My tone was so dryly sarcastic that it almost burned on my tongue – I was definitely cranky from lack of sleep, I mused.
I heard Conan choke behind me with a repressed snicker.
ooOOoo
"An acquaintance, huh?" I mused, nailing in a post to the inside of the safe room in The Den beside the chalkboard and whiteboard. I dropped the hammer onto the mahogany desk, pulling up the dartboard to hang it up on the nail. It swung briefly before settling into place and I grinned at it before swiveling on my heel and turning towards the bookshelf. I had stacked every book in alphabetical order, making searching for a certain book easier and left a good amount of space left at the very bottom of the shelving. I crouched down to look in that certain niche of the shelf.
The card gun Agasa had made for me sat at the bottom, surrounded by little trinkets and some makeup I had borrowed from the large makeup kit under Chikage's sink – just eye shadow to hide the space between my eyes and the mask. I hadn't done it last time, but seemed like a good idea to, just for insurance. I was just tapping my fingers absently across the wood when the shrill ring of my phone rang out. I flinched in surprise before pulling out my black mobile, flipping it open with a happy, "Hello~?"
There was a pause of silence and I blinked, wondering if it had been a silent call. "Hello?" I asked again before hearing something shift on the other side – it sounded like fabric, going by ear. Finally, the other spoke up, "You're not gonna hang up this time, are ya?" It was said very dryly and I gave a laugh as I recognized the voice.
"Heiji-han~! It's nice to hear from you again. Sorry for before – I was busy." I snickered, standing from my crouch and heading out of the safe room and to the kitchen. I reached up, balancing my phone between my shoulder and cheek, and opened the cabinets, pulling out a glass that looked like it had seen better days. I grimaced, twisting the faucet on and beginning to wash the dirtied cup halfheartedly. The water fell down, swirling down the drain, now stained a murky brown. Eww…
Heiji seemed unimpressed with my 'excuse', but went on, either way. "Anyway, how did the case pan out for ya?" He questioned, moving on and now sounding as cheerful as he usually did. "Eh, it was fine, I guess. My friend, who was framed, was let off the hook, so…," I shrugged, not knowing how to continue. I twisted the faucet off and moved the dripping glass in an absent twirl as I reached for a clean towel to dry it off. I gave a hum to signify I didn't know where I was going with that sentence, earning a laugh.
"That's good, Midori-han!" I could imagine him patting my back, had I been next to him. "By the way, where are ya right now?"
I paused for second, eyes narrowing carefully. Where was he going with this…? "Um, I'm at home right now. …why do you ask?" I inquired, toweling off the glass, frowning to myself as I stared out the tiny window, as if it would show me the answers to the world; the only thing outside were a couple crows perched in a tree just out of the clearing circle.
"I was just wondering." He hummed and there was a knowing tone that had me on edge, the hairs on the back of my neck standing on end uncomfortably. "By the way, Midori-han, I've been curious. Throughout the conversation we had while on our way to the Holmes gathering, you never mentioned from exactly where in Osaka you lived. Where are ya from? Maybe we're close."
I swallowed thickly, mind churning swiftly. Heiji had found me in Hirakata-shi, so he probably lived somewhere near there, right? So, I have to say somewhere decently far from there, just so he doesn't get any ideas of coming to visit. I blinked. A slow smirk spread across my face. Better yet…
"Actually, I'm from Osaka, but I live in Tokyo now. My mother, who's from America, still isn't too accustomed to Osaka-ben, so she thought living here in Tokyo would be better, since they speak standard Japanese, ya know?" I laughed a bit nervously. Hopefully, that worked. "Oh~" He hummed, "Where in Tokyo do you live? Near Kudou?"
"Ah, I'm not sure. I live in Tachikawa-shi, though." I didn't even really know where Tachikawa-shi was, but I knew it was real place – was I anywhere near it? Who knows. I fumbled with the glass before turning on the water again and letting it run for a while before putting the cup underneath the catch the flow. Most people would never drink out of the tap, but meh. I didn't really care – a little dirt isn't going to kill me, after all, right? "Tachikawa-shi, huh..?" He trailed into silence and I drank down my water while waiting for him to talk again. It tasted good.
After a few minutes of silence, Heiji chuckled and I stiffened at the sound – it sounded very, very knowing. "Hey, Midori-han, I know you've been hiding something, but you seem to lie about a lot of things. You got picked up and dropped off near where Kudou got off. Tachikawa-shi is not even close to there and even though someone was picking you up, what was the point of getting off there exactly? Also, the car headed in the opposite direction than Tachikawa-shi." I was about to cut him off, but he beat me to the punch.
"Also, when I first saw you, I knew you looked familiar from somewhere, but I couldn't pinpoint it. I remember now – there was a little girl who looked eerily similar to you. I wasn't too bothered by it before, since I knew people shrinking was impossible – back then, anyways – but now that I think about it, the girl was in oversized clothes and was very shaky. She said she was three and you're thirteen. Kudou was de-aged ten years and is now seven when he's supposed to be seventeen. It's not too farfetched to believe that you, of thirteen years, were de-aged to a three year old." My disguise was being picked apart slowly by one Hattori Heiji and I knew there was nothing I could do to stop him now that he was on a roll. Suddenly, I felt very dizzy.
I dropped my now-empty glass into the sink for later cleaning before dragging myself back through the main room and back to the safe room, where I promptly sunk into the computer chair behind the desk. Heiji just continued on, "And your reaction to Kudou being shrunken wasn't surprised, but more amused, as if you saw it coming from a mile away." Of course I had – what kind of fan would I be if I didn't know Edogawa Conan was a shrunken Kudou Shinichi? "It even took me two times meeting him to catch on to his act, but from the beginning you knew, didn't you?"
The line fell silent as he waited for me to process the information he'd literally just baseball-pitched at my face at high speed. I felt like I'd just been hit in the face with one, too – I was too tired for this crap, really. I should have known Heiji would be a bad idea…
"Okay, okay – you got me." I chuckled after a long sigh. A hand ran down my face as I felt a headache coming on. "Yes, I was shrunken, as well. I should've expected you to find out, but I didn't expect it so…soon. Am I really that bad of a liar?"
"Not really – in fact, you're a lot better than Kudou, but there was something about you that struck me as…odd. I dunno how to explain it, but you gave me a weird sense that you were…different." I could imagine him shrugging over the line. My brows furrowed – now that I thought about it, Erise had said something like that as well. What was it again…it was… 'It's not anything bad, but you tend to give off the vibe of someone on a whole different level than the rest of us.'. Huh. What was with that? Before, it had been a passing amusement at the statement, but now it was two people who had said almost the same thing…
It was somehow unnerving.
But there was also the fact that Heiji always was more…aware of when things were about to happen – like when Shinichi gets stabbed later on – and so, maybe, just maybe, Erise was also hyper-aware of things like that. Some type of supernatural…insight, perhaps. Still, it didn't make the goosebumps on my arm disappear or crawling feeling of uneasiness from gathering in my chest. In a fit of paranoia, I stood sharply and clicked the door closed in the safe room, breaking the dim stream of light, basking in the darkness of the room. I automatically went back to my chair to relax into the comfortable leather.
"But, after some contemplation, I figured you're probably the same as Kudou." He sounded smug – damn him. I wet my chapped lips in frustration at the situation, grabbing a dart from the desk and fiddling with it. "I see…," I trailed, not sure what to say. What does one say in this type of situation, anyways? I yawned, slumping farther into my seat. If he didn't say something soon, I'd fall asleep over the line.
Just as my eyes were drooping, he spoke up again. "…Does Kudou know?" His tone was anticipating and the grin was practically tangible.
I grinned myself, feeling a laugh bubbling in my throat. "Nope~! I'd like to keep it a secret, too – so, please don't tell him, Heiji-han." I paused before tacking on with a playful laugh, "I want to see how long it takes him to figure it out." Heiji gave a laugh that sounded just the same as mine – cheerful and happy and maybe a little bit (hah, who was I trying to kid – definitely) conniving at the thought of keeping the Heisei Holmes in the dark.
"Either way, welcome to the small group of people that know that I've been shrunken." I chimed, putting the dart back on the desk and instead opening the drawers of the desk to find something new to fiddle with. I blinked at the expanse of emptiness in the drawers, like an endless black pit. What the…?
"Hm? How many people know ya turned chibi?" He questioned, interested. My eyes went up in thought. Now that I think about it…, "Well, actually, it's only you and an…ally of mine." I answered, not knowing exactly what to call Akako – had I gave Heiji the name Koizumi Midori, she would have been my 'sister' (or, as I had told Erise, her 'cousin'), but Watanabe Midori supposedly didn't have a connection to her. I guess I could say they were friends or something and… My hand came up to smack my forehead roughly. Did it even matter? It's not that strange for two people to know each other. Plus, it was Akako – nobody was quite sure with her.
"An ally?" He chuckled at my choice of words, but didn't comment further on it. Not like I was gonna tell him more even if he asked. The mahogany wood of the desk clacked together soundlessly as I closed it, deciding it was best not to prod with the void space that was the inside. There was another short bout of silence (distantly, I could hear the signal fizzle as Heiji turned his attention to someone on his side of the line) and I occupied myself by pulling out my DC notes notebook from my messenger bag. I flipped it open, the pages crinkling as they turned.
Black ink marred the perfect white as my messy handwriting stained several pages. Nibbling on my lower lip, I brandished a red pen, reaching the page of the incident with Tequila. Finally, Heiji came back, "Sorry 'bout that – there's an aho over here who doesn't know the meaning of privacy." He grumbled, but it sounded fond – Kazuha, then. "And you do?" Ignoring the ensuing protesting, I went on, "I'm beginning to think you detectives all like to know everything~!" It was the truth, he couldn't deny.
He spluttered out a few choice words as I laughed, beginning to pen out a big red L on the page the case began. "Besides, since you're the first to normally figure me out–" Akako totally didn't count since she was magically inclined. "–I guess that means you've got a knack for sniffing out people in disguise." He quieted down at the compliment.
"Hmph, just goes ta show that the West is better than the East." He took the time to boast, even if there was no real point in trying to get a one-up on Shinichi at the moment. I grinned down at my L before flipping the pages to get to a blank one and beginning a new entry with the black pen I had swapped out with the red – my hand etched out October in the corner, not bothering with the day.
"Yes, yes, you're the better detective." I rolled my eyes fondly, chuckling, "Man, before you found out, I should've gave you a million Jägerbombs and sent you on your merry way home on that bike of yours." I joked, earning another carefree laugh from Heiji. "By the way, how'd you get involved with those men in black? Kudou said he'd made a rookie mistake with the partner, but you're not a detective." Ah, there was that suspicious undertone~!
"Actually, I made absolutely no mistakes. I just ran into them while they were creating a suicide scene. Didn't get the glory of going down in a blaze of gunpowder and lead, but instead got the glory of being a living poison fountain." A sharp smirk butchered the serious tone I was trying to keep and I knew he heard it, judging by the amused snort he gave at the end of my 'dramatic' tale. A weight lifted from my chest as I realized Heiji was a good person to be the first person to know – he was a friend and I trusted him with my life. I sagged in my seat, feeling tiredness hammer into me after I completely relaxed, adrenaline long gone. My hand drew an ugly line across the page as I finished the last sentence of the entry.
"That's, well…," He trailed, not knowing how to put it.
"Uneventful?" I offered.
"Nah, I was gonna say unlucky, but it seemed rude." Heiji laughed.
A deadpan expression settled on my face as I stood, stretching slightly and heading out of the safe room into the orange light that was pouring into The Den's main room. The light assaulted my eyes and I shut them with a groan, feeling the ground sway underneath me as a bout of tiredness swept through my body. I took two steps back before regaining balance. "Hey, you okay?" Heiji asked over the line, tone a bit worried, "Are you turning back? Kudou said that he hadn't found a solid way to turn back, but you were stable in your body, so you probably found a way…?"
"Heiji-han, don't worry. I'm not turning back. And of course I have a solid way~! But, it's a trade secret – it wouldn't work for Kudou-han." I chuckled. If magic worked for Shinichi, it'd mean he were possibly magically inclined – and I'm sure everyone knows that the Heisei Holmes would deny it completely. The thought was definitely very hilarious, though. Kudou Shinichi, the magically inclined detective – who, by the way, is incredibly logical and doesn't acknowledge said magic! It sounded like the title for an interesting story, either way.
"Then what's wrong?" He still sounded worried.
"I'm just tired, Heiji-han. I should probably get some sleep – it's been a long day." (More like week, I added under my breath) And I still hadn't gotten any planning for the up-and-coming heist which would be sometime this weekend. Now, I didn't have to stick to the appointed day since I had dumbly forgot to put which day – it gave me an edge, though. How can you plan for something when you don't know when it will happen, right? It's not like they could guard the building twenty-four-seven, right? Another jaw-splitting yawn erupted from my mouth.
He chuckled, but it sounded worried. "Okay, then. I guess I should let ya go. Night, Midori-han – get some sleep, you sound exhausted." With that, the phone clicked off and I stood there for a minute before finally taking it from my shoulder and shutting it as I was met with the dial tone. He sounded like Conan. I glanced around for a minute, eyes suddenly unfocused, before I headed back into the safe room, gathering my notebook and things back into my bag, hiding them underneath the blue scarf I'd need soon, since fall was finally beginning to get chilly.
Grabbing the dart left on the desk, I turned to the dartboard, sticking it into the center of the bull's-eye. "Not an acquaintance." I finished from my earlier thought, "More like a very annoying pest that needs to be dealt with." I sighed with a small grin, shouldering my back and beginning out of The Den, cold air caressing my skin as I stepped out. The trees surrounding the old building finally fit the season, the leaves colored and dried up on the ground as some leaves clung to bare branches.
I shivered, beginning the long trek home and to a nearby public bathroom where I could change back into Alice before going back to the Kuroba household. Judging by the light, I'd make it home just in time for dinner – dinner with Kaito tended to be decently late, especially if Aoko wasn't cooking; curry was easy to make and sometimes we'd just have microwavable meals. I smiled to myself, peeking out of the corner of my eye as I continued on the way out of the Ekoda forest.
ooOOoo
He was watching her again – he couldn't get enough of her interesting show. She skittered across the forest with a drowsy step, barely avoiding tripping as she started as a squirrel intercepted her path for a moment. He chuckled deep in his throat before frowning, noticing the tired drooping of her eyes – she looked like she wouldn't make it back to the place she was living with that boy (his mind hissed at the thought – that boy, he'd need to take care of).
His Columbian eyes trailed after her coldly and watched as she entered a public bathroom. He knew he should continue – had to continue. Fears of a human-laden mind were interesting dessert on his inhuman tongue – buried behind his frown, he smirked derisively to himself.
"One night." He decided absently (worried or not worried, he couldn't decide; a more inhuman part of his mind decided he didn't give a crap), "Then the search continues."
ooOOoo
I stumbled out of the public bathroom, feeling even more exhausted then before. Perhaps changing today was a bad idea – the sidewalk wouldn't focus in my eyes and I couldn't keep my proper footing. Thinking about it, I noted with some bemusement that I probably looked like a drunken elementary student. I chuckled, finally making it to the block Kaito's house was on. Finally – this walk had never seemed so long before, but then again, I hadn't gotten sleep in a long time. A century, it felt like. For someone like me, who was dependent on their minds to get them through the day, four days (was it really only four days? It seemed a lot longer) of no sleep left me unbalanced.
A cold wind had me chilled to the bone and my sleep-lagged body forced to stay awake as black dots filled my vision, begging for sleep. Kaito's house came into view just a few houses away and I hurried, feeling the dredges of unconsciousness bite into my mind. And it was very tempting – but I had to get back home first. Then – and only then – I could pass out. My jaw clenched in determination and I was on the doorstep of the house when my legs decided to not cooperate.
The world tipped in my vision and I fell to the concrete, glad that the impact wasn't too hard due to my lack of height. I struggled for a minute before relaxing as the door opened a crack and I saw the familiar sneakers that Kaito wore. I sighed, surrendering to sleep, black invading everything instantly as Kaito's shout of 'Alice-chan!' faded out. Oh well, it could be dealt with later – right now, the only thing I wanted was sleep.
And sleep I got.
ooOOoo
Red outlines of buildings towered over and the red sky shined down gently, snow falling down comfortingly to the already snow-covered ground. Midori's curled form in the middle of the intersection was easy to spot as her dream-self slept peacefully. A figure stepped beside her, shoes crunching into the ground.
"What's real and what's an illusion, child?" He questioned, almost gently, as he reached out a hand to brush Midori's bangs from her face. "You already know, but it's caught up with you."
The girl shifted at his touch, brows furring the slightest before she curled closer into herself to get into a more comfortable position. He smirked darkly and patted her head once before lifting it to rest on his knee. "Enjoy it while it lasts – I still have more tests to continue." Slowly, the red world faded away at his words, blending into a much more dream-like scenery involving kids playing in the snow far away from the two of them. As if feeling the difference, Midori's tense shoulders relaxed.
And just for the night, the red world disappeared.
Review Replies:
To: Kudo Shinichi Tanteisan – (Laughs) Yes! He does, he does! XDDDDD I thought it'd be funny, lol! And cool~! I love animal personality tests~! They're always so fun to do! o^^o I always have the same reaction you do, lol. XD And thank you, E-chan! (Grins as snowflakes fall and eats cyber cookie) Me: ….(Ducks head in embarrassed shame) (Crawls into mortified hole) I've been fooled… (Fake Crying) Real Shinichi: You should've seen that coming, Lui-san. (Rolls Eyes) Me: (Glares) Meanie! And Kaito – I'll get revenge! (Shakes Fist) (Silences) (Evil Snickers) XD
To: kittyfinatic515 – I'm excited for the next heist, too! 8D Thank you so much – here's the next chapter! ^^
To: Iriss-sama – Yup, we've gotta love it! 8D Telepathy is cool. XD And it's okay! ^^ Here's more~! (Happily Presents) And nightmares are….(Dracula Cape Movement) nightmares~! Mwahahaha~! XDD And Kaitou KID wil be showing up very soon~! (Grins – dodges details) And I know, right?! I'm really curious as to what the bet is! It's so cool that Makoto and KID are finally in the same chapters! 8O Can't wait for the next chapter, too, but we'll have to wait strong! ('cause that's what we both get for reading online, lol. XD) And your translation didn't suck – truthfully, I think the Norwegian version is cooler than ours. XDD Ours sounds lame while yours sounds… more epic, I guess. (not the words I was looking for, but meh. XD) And thank you! (Gathers Luck) (Returns Lucky Hug) Thank you, again, Ri-chan~!
-well, that was unexpectedly longish. XD And now someone knows, lol. Wasn't planning it, but it happened and I'm sticking with it! XDDDD Hope you enjoyed! Next chapter may be delayed due to edits being made to the timeline throughout older chapters. If you noticed, it's October now, but I definitely put it was March in older chapters. That's due to a flup I made with the timeline and a recent case said it's fall already and she's only been there, for, like three or four months, give or take. So, yeah… My mistake. (Face Palm) So, I'll be editing that and stuff. (Nods) Thank you for reading! 8D
Notes;
Hitori Kakurenbo – Hitori Kakurenbo (translated as one man hide-and-seek) is a game you play by putting a demon – by game-play ritual which actually has real witchcraft background – into a stuffed animal and playing hide-and-seek with it. Basically, it's a bad idea. (please don't try it) People have gone missing or have been murdered after playing this game and it's, apparently, a popular game in Japan (and whoever decided to make it into a game – shame on you!). It has a movie based on it, which is what Alice was referring to here.
"Man, before you found out, I should've gave you a million Jägerbombs and sent you on your merry way home on that bike of yours." – this line is a big fat joke. Jägerbombs is basically dropping a shot of Jägermeister (an alcoholic drink) into a glass of energy drink (used to be beer, but it's changed with time). Due to the energy drink making you feel like you're not as smashed as you really are, it causes a lot of car accidents and the such, since the driver's didn't feel drunk. She's basically saying that she should've given Heiji the false impression of attentiveness even though he was drunk and making him go off to crash on his motorbike. It's just a joke, though, don't worry, lol.