Kado strolled down the deserted streets, grinning as he flung his arms behind him. Ah Japan, he thought to himself, skipping around the corner. It’d been forever since he had returned to his birth country – his mother’s homeland – five years at least. He loved communicating in his native tongue, and he planned to sightsee before traveling elsewhere. He’d have to pick up a stamp from the post office and maybe a phone charm as well, assuming his employers wouldn’t confiscate such an insignificant trinket. Red and blue lights flashed in the distance, and he sighed, glancing at the coordinates he had received. Of course the police were already here. He flipped the black hoodie over his blonde hair and turned into the alleyway.
He frowned, slinking around the police detectives who were too distracted by the crime scene to notice a skinny teen blending into the shadows – despite his tall stature. The victim appeared as an elderly man, probably late eighties or nineties, and there was no trace of any inhuman features. Interesting. A high ranking official hmm? Find out if the serial killer is human or supernatural? He didn’t understand: it wasn’t like he was a supernatural hunter; he couldn’t think of many reasons for the demons to be interested in a seemingly insignificant event. Something to do with treaties and intercultural affairs was his best guess. Oh well. First place to start was asking around and finding more out about this “man” and the other victims.
He shrugged, sliding in between two officers whose backs were turned to him with ease so he was at the other end of the alleyway. He smirked, about to head off when he felt someone’s eyes on him. He turned around with uncertainty. The brown eyes of a blonde, British teenager about his age pierced into him with suspicion. Kado gulped, understanding he’d been noticed. Of course he could make excuses, but if they searched him down… Maybe he shouldn’t be so cocky. Damn.
“Excuse me,” the aforementioned teenager said, brow raising with a skeptical glance over the other boy. “This is a closed crime scene; officers only.”
Although Kado had been attempting to leave, Hakuba had taken an interest in the scrupulous stare that he’d noticed. That meant that he was interesting. Someone of note, perhaps- if not to this investigation, then certainly for others. He licked the back of his teeth as he approached, cutting through mingling officers to put himself in a position to interrogate.
“What are you doing here?”