“I imagine it would count, yes.” KID listened to the list. Famous places that reminded him of other places he’d been to? Interesting. And the slight slip-up with using his real name was noted. There would be hell to pay if that became a regular occurrence and the press got wind of it.
“…I suppose that is a problem here. ‘The nail that stands out gets hammered down’ and all that. But I suppose I simply do not care for that. After all, a thief, especially one who defies the conventions of thieving, is not one to talk of the merits of conforming to the norm.”
“But I will say this. Belonging is what you make of it.” KID licked his lips. Very tempting… He moved just a bit closer to Hakuba.
Kuroba had a point. Or, he supposed Kaitou KID did, at any rate. Hakuba let out a slow, hesitant sigh. Unaware of what the thief’s current predicament was, the detective turned to look at Kaitou again, offering the faintest of smiles.
“I… will try to keep that in mind, Kaitou KID-san. My apologies for being so downcast on such a lovely night.” The smile broadened. “And after all that trouble to make me climb up here, too.”