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A cafe that isn't LeBlanc for once
*He takes a seat at a table near the window, and kicks the chair across from him out to allow Kazuma to sit*

Sit down, I've got some things to talk to you about.
...

[Kazuma looks at the detective with distrust, but after gulping down his own fear, he sits down. He looks out the window, trying to keep calm.]
Don't worry, you haven't done anything wrong. I simply want to ask you some questions. I should clarify that the information I'm about to give you is somewhat...sensitive. Don't go telling everyone you know about this. Alright?
[Kazuma nods in agreement.]

I-It's okay...I don't know an-anyone here anyway, Mister...?
Alright, then I'll get started.

So, when exactly did you arrive here, in this place that people seem to call the Nexus?
I...I think it was yesterday, maybe today...was it in the morning...? I don't really re-remember well...
*Sitting in a corner, listening to an earpiece*
I see, so...you wouldn't know about this, then?

*He produces a file folder from his bag, the contents detailing a case of nearly thirty people being mauled as if by a wild beast, all in one night."
W-What...? Did something like this really happen...?

[He looks at the files with both horror and...once again, curiosity.]

Do I lo-look suspicious...?
"goes to stella"

Here you are...
*Nods*
"He claps his fingers and turns everyone in the area into a mice"
Worst of all, we have no idea what the cause could have been. It really is a shame, isn't it? There is...ONE clue we managed to find though.
OOC: He died ladies and gents
OOC: Good thing I can respawn then!
I-It really is a shame s-sir...
And what is the c-clue...? Has it been helpful...?
What is this place?
*He rolls a straw between fingers, as he avoids eye contact with Kazuma*

Nope, it's basically a dead end. I've been following dead end after dead end trying to find something that can help, and nothing. Which is why...I need YOUR help.
B-But why my help...? A lot of people in this world p-probably are better suited for this kind of thing...

[Kazuma looks down, playing with his fingers shyly and hiding his face with his hair.]
*He smiles at Kazuma, before standing up and leaving a business card on the table and heading toward the door*

I'll be in touch Mr. Kval.
B-But...!

[The young man takes the business card and looks at it in fright. He lets out a sigh as he puts it inside his bag.]

W-What did I get myself into this time...?