kazuha–toyama:

“Well le’s see…" Kazuha thought for a moment before pulling out a small notepad from her back pocket and opening it to a pre scribbled on page.

"De first thin’ that went missin’ was just sum haur bands – de next thing was sum make up – d’en my haur straightner and…" Kazuha looked up from the small note pad and blushed lightly. "That’s all!" Kazuha lied and quickly hid the note pad behind her back. "I suppose I’m jus’ bein’ dumb" Kazuha laughed nervously.

Along with a few pairs of Kazuha’s delicate’s something of greater importance had been stolen. Her charm! Of course – it was now to late to tell Hakuba to forget it though she hadn’t really wanted to – she would just rather not explain what had been stolen. However, she supposed him helping her find the charm would not be as embarrassing as Heiji! Especially considering she’d replaced the scribbled picture with a fresh new one. 

Kazuha looked over to the blonde detective as his last statement particularly caught her attention. "Ya will?" Kazuha questioned her eyes softening before a large smile plastered on her face and her cheeks painted a pale pink. 

"If you’d like me to,” Hakuba said, taking more of a neutral stance on his previous answer. After listening to the girl rattle off her list of items, the half-Brit detective was less than convinced of the brilliance in his devious plan to make Hattori jealous and upset. Her grasp of the language proper seemed even less apt than Hattori’s, which he would have previously sworn hard to believe. And yet, here they were. 

With some difficulty, Hakuba wrote the missing items down, then pushed a weary smile. 

“Thus far, it sounds like the items missing are likely due to one of two culprits… The first would be a female who, perhaps, has mistaken the items as her own. They are all practical applications for a girl of your age, and could exist in anyone’s locker.

"The second, which would fit with the premise of your being watched, would be that you have a stalker… Of either gender, potentially, though it may be too early to tell. Certainly, if something such as your undergarments had been taken, it would more strongly suggest a male, but then… Where are the lockers for your personal items at this practice space? Who has access?”

kazuha–toyama:

“Heh, ‘ight” Kazuha replied simply nodding her head as she continued onward – until they approached the mall. Kazuha hadn’t seen why Heiji had despised Hakuba-kun so much, after all he wasn’t quite the pain Heiji had made him out to be.

Kazuha turned back to the blonde detective and smiled lightly – figuring it best to describe her somewhat silly scenario to him where there was less commotion. “Well ya see, I’m not sure if it’s just meh bein’ paranoid or wha’ but" 

Kazuha hesitated slightly recalling the events. "Ya see, fer de last few days thin’s have been comin’ up missin’ in muh locker at Aikido practice…” Kazuha paused for a moment and bit her bottom lip softly

“It was small stuff at first… So I thought maybe I was just bein’ clumsy and droppin’ it… But d’en” She hesitated again and began fidgeting with the bottom of her shirt. “It’d gotten to de point whur other thin’s gone missing.. thin’s I know fer sure I hadn’t misplaced…”

Kazuha stared up into the detective’s eyes her green eyes flickering like flames. “So I left a note…” Kazuha said nervously “I haven’t checked it yet really – I was going ta wait fer Heiji but ya see…” Kazuha’s voice began to get weak as she spoke “I feel like w’en I’m thur… I’m bein’ watch’d…”

“Feelings of being watched… and disappearing items,.. Hmmm.” Hakuba looked thoughtful, continuing their approach to the mall while he mulled over the details presented in his mind. “Might I be able to get a list of said items from you? In chronological order of when they went missing, of course, starting with the first item leading up until this last one… Which, I must ask, I’m curious as to why you’re so certain about it not being misplaced?”

The detective took that moment to pull out the little black book that he kept in his inner suit jacket pocket, as well as his pen. 

“We’ll need to, of course, check the Aikido establishment for the status of your note. As for being watched… well, I will stay with you until Hattori-san is able to take over.”

Wait. Was that really a good idea?