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Through the blinds, Misa observes the tall blonde posted outside her apartment. She's inconspicuous enough, leaning against the brick walls as if she belonged here, talking on the phone, likely updating Near on Misa's whereabouts.
Damnit, she can't leave if she's being tailed. If the woman spots her leaving the house, not even Misa's wig will hide her.
She pounds the kitchen table in frustration. She's been so looking forward to admiring the costumes of the other fans at the concert and to showing off her own Mana cosplay. After all the work she's put into it. It isn't fair!