Chapter 2

"So you're telling me that you're Nice's brother?! The guy had a brother?!" The guy who was introduced as Murasaki exclaimed loudly, interrupting Fair.

"Silence. You're making my ears ring." Fair said while pointing a gun toward the glasses wearing minimum holder, and a "pang!" then a "thud" the guy was down.

"Murasaki kun!" The little miss with a tail shouted in panic, sucessfully alarming everyone excluding the culprit who shot Murasaki himself. The man in the lab coat was about to use his minimum until Fair stopped him.

"Relax, it wont hurt him. I only injected him with some substance that'll leave minimum holders paralyzed for a while. He should have calmed down before he'll be able to move again."

"I assume that you're not using something like general anaesthetic."

"Nope, this thing hold no effect against ordinary people. This substance only resonate with those extraordinary brains of a minimum holder."

"A drug that only affect minimum holders, I've never heard of something like this."

"That's only natural, I never announced my research results. Besides I prefer keeping my scientific findings to my self."

"Does that research have anything to do with why that guy, Moral "killed" you?" Everyone in the cafe twisted their head toward the entrance, the one who entered was the bearer of the sonic minimum. Also the younger brother of our protagonist, Nice. It was the second time the brothers met for whole 5 years.

"Yo, you uncute brat. You didn't even come to visit me in the hospital." Compared to Nice who wore a serious face Fair's attitude was rather indifferent. "Answer me." Silence spread through the room. The atmosphere stiffened. It was clear that one had no intention of telling while the other one didn't plan on letting the subject slip. The only common trait between them was the determination in their eyes that resembled the sky.

"Well, well, well. Don't de so stiff both of you~ I'm really sorry, usually this guy-" Perhaps he couldn't endure the atmosphere in the room anymore, Birthday tried to lighten up the mood. However it didn't take long for Nice to interrupt him mid sentence. "Birthday, not now." Short but effective, it didn't take long before Birthday retreated back to the safety zone behind his childhood friend.

"Fair..."

"Well all I can tell you is that your outstanding brain have failed you this time. I have my ways of keeping information from leaking, so I can tell that Moral have no knowledge of my research."

"Got any clues about his motive?"

"No idea, that's what I'd like to know. One day all of sudden I lost my conscious, and when I wake up I find out that I've been dead for 5 years. On top of that the brat who couldn't reach my shoulder is now taller than me." Fair sighed multiple times while sharing his story, however it seems that the last part was what bothered him the most as he increased volume around certain periods.

"The bastard was a talented one, so I don't think it was jealousy or something like those afternoon dramas. Beside we weren't close, so I honestly haven't got a clue why the guy did it."

"Fair!"

"Hmm?"

"You're lying, you have a habit of rubbing your right thumb against your index finger when your lying." The older sibling's eyes widened, he probably didn't think that Nice would notice something as trival like this.

"So this was why you always could tell when I was lying. I really can't get away this time can I?"