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Atsushi looked startled and half shifted to tiger. Akutagawa's face turned dark and suspicious as he coughed into his handkerchief. Kyouka was the only one of the three who calmly kept her hands folded in front of her and acted like she was standing in the drawing room of a nice country cottage.
"It's a mystery novel," she said quietly. "The murderer isn't going to attack us yet."
"Huh?" But Atsushi lowered his paws and protracted claws. They melted away into human hands.
Akutagawa appeared no less alert. "We will murder him first."
Kyouka sighed and started into the novel.