#44 Trace
He's still here.
He's dead and buried but somehow he's still here in this horrible building of his.
No-one sees him, you see, he's too clever to let anyone see him, that would give the game away. No, what he does is he watches.
He watches from around corners and behind chairs where he knows I won't catch sight of him. But I know he's there, waiting for me to slip up. I don't think he can leave the building though, so I can still be Kira at home.
But he's watching me all the time at work. He steals the sugar lumps, I've counted them, and they keep disappearing.
I think Aizawa knows he's there, I bet they're working together. It makes sense, Matsuda's too thick to see the truth and Mogi's a big dumb gorilla in a man costume. Aizawa though, he's suspicious. I should kill his precious daughter to take some of the attention off of me. So it's not obvious Kira did it, maybe a traffic accident or something.
How I know he's there also is… the smell. It's not always obvious, but if I really concentrate I can just smell it. Strawberries and sugar. It doesn't stop him even when I tell the men strawberries aren't allowed in my building.
It is my building. It is. I'm L now.
Except he thinks I'm not. But he said over and over that if I weren't under suspicion I would make a good L. Or was that another one of his lies? He told a lot, because he was evil, like me.
I'm being stupid. He just said that to see how I'd react, like he does with everything. That's why he's stealing the sugar lumps, to see how I'll react. He wants to see if I'll make myself look crazy by telling everyone that L's still somehow here and stealing the sugar. No, I'm smarter than that; I'll just keep counting them casually, and keep a note of how many vanish without a trace.
Stupid Misa's no help. She just walks up and down the halls smiling, as if she can't smell him or hear the soft scurry of footsteps along the carpets as he runs for another hiding place.
She just says I need to lay down and relax a little, that I'm under stress. Screw her, I may be stressed but I'm not insane. He really is somehow still running around and making up his percentages.
Sometimes when I'm working late, on my own, I hear him talking.
Just a faint whisper, so I think it's inside my own head, but he whispers all right. I recognise his voice.
I'll get him though. He wants to hang around when he should be dead and buried? Fine, then he can watch me destroy his pretty little heirs, and then the house they came from. And then anyone and everyone they love. I'll make it slow and long, so he can watch it all.
Hear that L? I'm not crazy, and your little traces all over my building prove that, so I'm going to kill the children, your two boys are going to burn for you.