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Prince: 21. Vengeance
“Oof!” I clumsily collided with the shoulder of another student in the hallway, and grinned in relief when I saw who it had been. “Oh, good afternoon, Yosuke-san. I almost didn’t see you there.”
“Meh…” Yosuke whined, not even sparing a glance at me. “Naoto-kun…” He finally peered down at me with his coppery eyes, which seemed to be full of contained panic. After looking over me, he sighed with a pained expression. “How do you LIKE to do it…?” He shuffled away like a weary lost soul, and seeing as he was headed toward the faculty office, I didn’t suppose that he knew exactly where he was going.
I smirked slightly as I walked away. Obviously he had found out about Chie-san’s scheme. Speaking of Chie, I spotted her descending the staircase from the second floor on her way to the front doors of the building, accompanied by Yukiko.
“I assume our plan went as expected?” I said when
Prince: 20. The Shocking Culture Festival Setup
“Come on, it has to be here somewhere. Well… I suppose it is a rather rare find as of late.”
“Maybe you should ask the shopkeeper if it’s in stock.”
“No… I’m always in bookstores. I might even be willing to bet that I know my way around most of them more than their owners themselves… Ah, here it is.”
I reached my hand into a small crevice in the endless rows of books at Yomenaido Bookstore in the southern Shopping District. Making sure not to pull out any other books in the process, I fastened my fingers around a displaced book stuck horizontally behind the others and pulled it out. A smile parted on my face when I scanned its front cover, admiring my treasure.
“I have been looking for this book for a long while,” I said, delicately cracking open its binding and running my fingertips over its smooth, silky pages. A shiver ran down my spine which tingled with delight at the feeling. “‘The Night
Prince: 19. A Foolish Kingpin
On Sunday, I decided to examine the small card that Senpai had given to me. The only detail I could tell that was in the least bit peculiar about it was the surprising thickness of the thing. Sitting in my desk chair, I inspected it up close with a magnifying glass. I searched for any sign of text that would have been too small to read with the naked eye, but as I had suspected, the card was completely blank. There were no marks on it whatsoever. I tried holding it up to the sunlight to see if, perhaps, there was something embedded on the internal layers of the card. Still, no noticeable results were shown. I was stumped. Why would someone send me a plain business card with no words, no picture, not even a mark? What did this have to do with me? Who was that man in the shopping district that Senpai had seen? Beginning to grow frustrated, I sighed heavily and drew the card about an inch from my eyes. There was absolutely nothing to it. However, when I inhaled, my nostrils seemed t
Prince: 18. Am I a Detective or a Friend?
Later on in the same day, I decided to go over the case once again in my head. Of course, I thought frequently about this particular case every day… It was my duty as a detective to always be thinking about it. That way, I might be able to come up with new theories and deductions every now and then depending on what point of view I analyzed it from. Therefore, as I did almost every day, I reclined in my desk chair, going through the countless papers in numerous folders which I had laid out across my desk.
So far, there had been three victims that were murdered: Mayumi Yamano, Saki Konishi and Kinshiro Morooka… Though Morooka's murder was simply a copycat killing by Mitsuo Kubo, and was therefore irrelevant to the original serial murder case. Along with the murders, there had been four kidnappings-attempted murders that Yu-senpai and the others had managed to stop-Yukiko Amagi, Kanji Tatsumi, Rise Kujikawa, and now, myself, Naoto Shirogane. I had discovered that the killer
Prince: 17. The Suspicious Letter
The last four days of the exams went particularly well for me. Aside from being exhausted from doing nothing but sit in the same chair filling in multiple choice bubbles and writing open response essays, I felt fairly confident about my grade. When the last of the exams were finally over, a wave of relief washed over me. It was such a delightful feeling. There were only two more days of school separating me from Sunday.
Shortly after the dismissal bell rang, I gathered with Rise-san and Kanji-kun to discuss our feelings on the midterms.
"Ugh," Rise-san groaned, sinking against the wall in the hallway, just outside of my homeroom. "I'm sooo glad that's finally over!"
"I must admit, I am much relieved as well," I agreed.
"You know what?" said Rise-san, "I don't care what kind of grade I got. I've decided that there's no point in whining over something I can't help!"
"I'm truly sorry that I could not have been of more use to you," I apologized, "I would have tutored you if given the chanc
Prince: 16. Friendly Consultation
October fourteenth, the first day of the midterms. Sighing, I braced myself for the impact. I was getting used to these confrontations. Still, when Rise-san charged into me, wrapping an arm around my shoulder, I couldn’t help but stumble forward a few steps. She was quite petite, but Rise-san was strong for her physique.
“Good morning, Rise-san,” I greeted her. Our meetings before and after school were beginning to become quite common. “Are you prepared for the exams?”
“I was just about to talk to you about that,” Rise cooed before dropping her face into a melancholy grimace. “No. I couldn’t get any studying done. Every time I try to focus, it all just falls apart.” She sighed heavily. “I wish we’d actually studied the other day. How about you?”
“I feel that I am well prepared,” I smirked proudly.
“Great for you,” Rise-san mumbled with a hint of envy.
Prince: 15. The Exam Study Group
“Wanna join us for a study session after school today?”
I gulped down the bite of the energy bar I’d been gnawing on, which served as my lunch for the day as I was hunched over my textbooks, hastily scribbling down notes in preparation for the upcoming midterms. My immediate instinct was to deny the invitation, but when I looked into Chie’s copper eyes, which translated her feelings of hopefulness, I was reminded of my own hopes to open up to the Investigation Team.
I nodded in reply, smiling gratefully. “I suppose that might be able to benefit me in some way, in terms of success on the midterms. I may be able to offer some help, as well. I guess I can find some time to join you.”
Chie beamed, satisfied with my answer. “Great! We’re all going to meet at the Junes food court at one of the picnic tables as soon as school gets out. We’ll see you then!”
“Yes. Thank you for inviting me.”
It was Tuesday, October eleventh
Prince: 14. My Encounter With A Dragon
The shrill ring of the doorbell made its way into my kitchen, sending a faint shiver through my core. I knew that I was safe to some extent, especially in the broad daylight while my grandfather and his secretary were home, but the sound still made me somewhat cautious whenever I heard it. Dressed in only a light shirt and pants, my hair slightly unkempt on a Sunday morning, I lumbered to the door in my tired state and slid it open.
“Good morning, Naoto-kun,” I heard as soon as I opened the door.
After rubbing my eyes, I looked up in surprise to see none other than Chie-san standing at my front door. Her presence was so unexpected that I stuttered with my greeting. “G-good morning, Senpai…”
“You free?” she asked, “I was walking my dog earlier and thought I might stop by to check up on you. ...Oh, I dropped my dog back off at home first, though…” She scratched the back of her head. “I didn’t know if you liked dogs
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