Title: Accidental Silhouettes
Chapter Four: Billfold
L had constantly asked why he kept it on his person, even when it wasn't necessary.
And he would always give the same answer-
"Just force of habit, really… would you like to take a look?"
The detective would simply shrug and brush off the boy's sly glance as he returned back to his original task of choosing.
It was only now, a few years after the fact, that Raito opened his wallet and glanced down at its contents.
If felt odd doing so without L's monotone asking the familiar question in response.
But only out of habit, of course.