The moment Akane stepped into the office, she knew it would trigger Kagari to start reprimanding her.

"You broke your dare rule, Akane-chan!" he accused.

"Yes, I did. It was an emergency," she sighed. "Kougami-san could've been in danger."

Kagari let out a dramatic sigh. "Okay, fine, but you're still getting a penalty for that. From now on, if you break your dare, the number of points you should've got for completing it will be taken away from your final score. So minus one point to Akane-chan!"

Not feeling very affected by the game, Akane simply nodded. "I believe that's fair."

The Dare Box was then picked up by Kagari who eagerly stabbed a thumb over the surface.

Joint dare: Switch personalities with another player.
3 points.

Akane didn't even need to look at Kagari to know who he was thinking of.

"Akane-chan, switch personalities with me!" he sang, looping an arm round her shoulder. "Aw man, I really want to see everyone's face when you say 'Kou-chan' or start playing darts instead of doing work!"

The Inspector let out a nervous laugh.

"Okay, Kunicchi. Let's see what you're gonna do today!"

Yayoi was passed the cube and she brushed her finger on its face.

Pretend that you have died.
1 point.

"Does this mean we get to see Kunicchi pretend to be a ghost today?" Kagari cackled.

"No, it'll mean that I'm going to pretend that I've been killed," she replied curtly.

Ginoza didn't know how to react.

Well, actually he did. He just didn't know in what order he should be reacting in.

Inspector Tsunemori had her feet propped up on Kougami's empty chair whilst stabbing buttons on the game console in her hands. Ginoza was able to see her eyes were transfixed by the flashing lights, since a part of her fringe was held back by some familiar looking hairclips.

Meanwhilst, Kagari was innocently slouched over his keyboard, typing up a draft of the arsonist case. His hair was severely lacking hairclips.

Kunizuka's desk was empty.

Ginoza didn't know what order he should be reacting in.

Noticing his arrival, Akane greeted him with a somewhat strained smile. "Wh-What's up, Gi... Ginossa..." she trailed off hesitantly, before letting out a heavy sigh. "Gi-Gino-san?"

Ginoza stared at her.

"...excuse me?" was all he could manage.

"Oh Ginoza-san, good morning!" Kagari lifted his head out of the file he was browsing through.

Suddenly, Ginoza felt an immense amount of pressure squashing his head. He had no idea how he was meant to respond. Should he directly ask what in the name of all things sane they were doing? Should he call for an emergency Psycho Pass checkup for his Unit? Or specifically The Trio?

The safest option, he decided, was to say nothing at all. Ginoza curtly nodded at the two and stalked behind his desk to start his own work. Whilst he opened his schedule to check for deadlines, he tried very hard to ignore his fellow Inspector set up a dartboard on a bookshelf.

And where the hell was Kunizuka?

Though it was tempting, Yayoi decided against on searching online how to make fake blood. She didn't want the CID log that against her. She slid Kagari's keycard through the security lock and marched into his room.

If anyone had ingredients for fake blood, Kagari's kitchen had it. He preferred cooking over the ready-made hyperoats dishes- even though most of the separate ingredients still had hyperoats in it anyway.

'The act of cooking is an art form!' he once told her.

She searched through his cupboard and fridge for anything which could be useful. In the end, she settled for some syrup, food colouring and a bag of flour. Yayoi liked art, but that didn't mean she was great at it. Still, making blood seemed like a fun project.

She mixed all the ingredients together with a jug of water, adding more of different things in whenever she felt like it. The result was a bowl of thick, sticky dark red soup.

It should pass for blood.

Now, for the main part. How was she going to use the blood to make her death look realistic? It wasn't as if she had any make-up or props to make anything look more realistic. Then there was no choice, she was just going to have to pretend to be bleeding out.

She exited Kagari's room with the bowl weighing down on her arms- she wondered if she made too much.

Well, all she had to do now was set up the crime scene in front of either Kougami, Masaoka-san or Inspector Ginoza. She didn't really care who, but the bowl was getting damn heavy.

Kougami wondered what did he do lately to make Inspector Tsunemori so pissed off at him. First it was the breakdown in the office, then it was the cold shoulder, but in between then, she'd act completely normal. Goddamn, maybe he had been a latent criminal for so long he no longer had the mental capacity to understand psychologically healthy people.

When he stepped into the office, he noticed there was something a little different with the female Inspector at her workstation. He decided not to comment on it and log on to his computer.

However, she snapped her eyes up to meet his and pulled a large, toothy grin on her face. Thought it was somewhat strained.

"Morning, K-K-Kou-chan," she tried to say as cheerfully as possible.

Kougami took this all in with an impassive face and nodded back. "Morning, Inspector."

Inside, he was mentally battling the logic behind her suddenly calling him kou-chan. Ninety seconds later and no results. He gave up. He gave up on trying to figure out what went on Inspector Tsunemori's head ever again. She had the cognitive complexity rivaling Makishima Shogo.

"Jelly bean?" she offered, holding out a jar in his direction. "You look as if you could do with some sugar."

"I'm fine."

"I have pocky too."

"I'm fine, Inspector."

Kougami rarely found social interaction awkward- but you learn something new everyday.

Meanwhilst at the other side of the office, Kagari was getting quickly bored of his dare. He knew well enough that Tsunemori would maintain focus on her work until break times which unfortunately was another hour anyway. He decided that visiting Yayoi was a good excuse to leave the office. She needed a dare player after all to confirm that she was fulfilling her mission too.

He was about to push out of his seat but remembered that he was still meant to be playing his 'Akane' role so he got up as 'gracefully' as he could and turned to Ginoza's direction.

"Ginoza-san! I'm gonna go check out Karanomori-san," he announced. "Just in case if you need me for anything."

Ginoza began nodding his head at first, but then hesitated. "Kagari... what are you plotting?"

He was responded with a tilt of a head. That's right. Kagari did the moe head tilt. "Ehhh. What do you mean, Ginoza-san?" he inquired innocently. "I'm only going to borrow the new forensic report which came in from Karanomori-san."

"Exactly that! Just why are you talking to me like that? Did you do something? Are you trying to do your work so I can forgive you for something?" Ginoza blabbered, agitation clear on his brow. "Just what is going on in your head?!"

"Ginoza-san..."

"And stop calling me that!"

"Ehh. Then... what am I supposed to call you?"

"That stupid nickname you've always used on me. 'Gino-san!' Just put your hairclips back on and give me a peace of mind! And Tsunemori!" He then turned his attention to his fellow Inspector who was playing with some dinosaur models on her desk. "Would it kill you to do some work?!"

Kagari gave Ginoza a scandalised look. "Y-You want me to refer you to a nickname? 'Gino-san' even? Ehhh. Ginoza-san, aren't you being a bit too forward?"

"Keep this up, Kagari and I will cut your pay cheque in half."

"Okay Gino-san, I'll be off now!"

The hallway was fortunately quite empty at this time of day, which meant less people coming by and less people asking questions. Most people tended to spend their mornings still in bed or in the cafeteria. Yayoi dumped her bowl of (fake) blood and tried to plan how she was going to set up the crime scene.

"Kunicchi!"

Yayoi glanced over her shoulder. "Kagari."

"So this is what you made?" Kagari peered inside the bowl of thick, dark red substance. "Hey, this (fake) blood is pretty good. Though... you don't think you got too much?"

"I couldn't think of any other way to fake my death other than bleeding out, so having a lot of (fake) blood might be useful."

Kagari bobbed his head in understanding, he studied the hallway they were in, and the door leading into the small library which was recently built for the Enforcers to use.

"Oh right, the old man likes to read here on Thursday mornings," Kagari reminded himself.

"He'll be coming out in five minutes, so I need to hurry," Yayoi announced.

She dipped her fingers into the bowl and began to wipe smears of (fake) blood over her clothes. She ruffled her hair a little to show as if to show signs of struggle and loosened the tie a little too. The bowl was then carefully tipped so half of its contents would spill across the floor.

"Now what? You're going to lie in that?" Kagari asked.

"I'll send my clothes to dry cleaning tomorrow," she explained. "I've been meaning to do that for a while now so I don't mind getting it dirty."

She then sat behind the puddle and proceeded to slowly lie down on top of the sticky (fake) blood. Kagari chuckled in some sort of amused disgust at the squelching noise which escaped under her as she rested her weight on top of the liquid.

It was about then did they heard a pair of footsteps tap across the hall and sharply turn in their direction.

It was Inspector Ginoza.

No doubt it was not a great time to see your boss. Ginoza stared at the scene with undisguised confusion. It was not like he hadn't seen blood before, he was a detective for god's sake, he's seen people blow up into tiny bits of muscle and blood with their fat still mingling in the air. But of course he'd be bloody confused to see a co-worker lie in a pool of... the hell, he had no idea what it was.

A few seconds ticked by, it would seem the Enforcers were waiting for Ginoza to say something.

"Kunizuka..." he began to say. He didn't even look at Kagari. Frankly, he had enough of Kagari and didn't really want to know why Kagari was standing next to a half-empty bowl of suspicious red liquid.

Meanwhilst, Yayoi had the politeness to sit up so she was at least looking at her Inspector properly. She absently began smoothing down her hair but realized that she was only making it worse by spreading the (fake) blood on it.

"Kunizuka, what are you doing?"

"I was about to fake my death," Yayoi replied. "It would seem you have interrupted me, Inspector."

"Kunizuka, why are you doing this?"

"I'm not sure it's a good idea trying to get into the head of a latent criminal, sir," Yayoi warned him impassively.

Ginoza stared at her, wearing an unreadable expression. He wasn't yelling at her- yet. He stood their, frozen in place whilst his Enforcers watched him carefully as if he might explode any second.

It was about then, Masaoka left the library only to find half of Unit 1 in various points across the hall. His eyes went from Yayoi, to Kagari and finally to Ginoza. He went back to looking at Yayoi again and the pool of (fake) blood behind her.

"Say, is that washable?" Masaoka asked.

"Is that the first thing you worry about?!" Ginoza asked incredulously.

"Well, it looked like a nice suit. You can't possibly be heartless enough to worry about the floor first, right Nobu?"

And that was when Nobu finally snapped. "All three of you are cleaning up this mess!"

"Wha-? I didn't even do anything!" Kagari spluttered.

Kunidzuka Yayoi- 19 points

Shuusei Kagari- 16 points

Tsunemori Akane- 21 points

Omake

Choe Gu Song was quite sure he was not so old that his ears were going bad.

"I'm sorry, Makishima-san?" he said skeptically.

"I bought this fascinating game but unfortunately it requires at least two players," Makishima repeated, revealing a small black cube in his hand. "It picks a quest you do at random, you gain points if you complete it."

"So... what is the benefit of gaining points?"

"That is up to the players to decide," Makishima replied, he began tossing the cube in the air and catching it again. "I think I've come up with a suitable target for the end of the game. If you reach thirty points first, let's overthrow Sibyl. If I reach thirty points first, let's visit Oyro Rikako and see if her soul has any splendour."

"...are we seriously deciding on whether or not to revolt by playing a dare game?"

Shut up, Choe. Dare games are important.

I'm sorry for the lack of updates lately- and general lack of response. I'll get back to all you wonderful readers, promise.

Meanwhilst, Exile-Wrath and I are attempting to make regular updates at Abyssal Path. Please check it out on his account!

Thank-you Isis Lied for the switch-up dare and partypartyagain for the dead dare.

Pie.