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Two is Too Much

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Her eyes widened a bit at his question. “What do you mean ‘my’ Kaito? It’s not like we’re dating or anything.  I was just about to buy some things here. How about you?”, she asked the tall boy in front of her.

“Ah hah.” Hakuba coughed politely into a fist and glanced away, folding hands behind his back at his faux pas. “Ah, yes, quite. Ah, I’m here with plans of a similar design. I’m…”  He wondered if there was any real merit to telling her of his plans, but there didn’t really seem to be any way out of it, either. “…shopping for a new tie, actually.”

He only hoped that she wouldn’t tease him. After all, it was well known (at least as far as he was aware) that he had a very extensive collection of ties already. 

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Two is Too Much

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Aoko was just hanging out at the mall as someone familiar passed her by. She turns her head a little to see who it was. ”Isn’t that Hakuba?” She followed him for a few seconds to make sure that she won’t greet him to end up talking to a total stranger. As she finally was able to see his face she was totally sure that it was him. “Hey, Hakuba!”, she friendly said as she walked over to him waving with her hand.

For a moment, Hakuba thought about not answering the call from that familiar voice. No! She’ll only get between you and your new ties! The detective winced, considering… but it would be so, so rude in either culture to simply ignore the call of one who was supposedly his friend. At the very least, Nakamori Aoko was his classmate, and that held SOME sort of weight, surely. Particularly because of her ties with that stubborn Kaitou-in-disguise that she usually hung around with…

Defeated, he forced a smile and turned to her, raising a hand in greeting in return. “Hullo, Nakamori-chan… fancy meeting you here. Is your Kuroba-kun with you?”

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Two is Too Much

Ah, the shopping district of Shibuya – the perfect place for some retail therapy. Hakuba, the prestigious and famous foreign high school detective, left his car in the parking garage and stepped into the large mall with a deep, happy sigh. It was the weekend, he’d finished all of his homework, his case files, and his chores, and there was nothing else left to get between himself and a brand new tie.

Or so he thinks…