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“detective. how are you?” a woman Naomasa has never seen before is talking to him. why is she talking to him? why is she even here?
“who are you?” he asks in lieu of answering. its not really polite, but hes sleep deprived and someone brought this stranger into his office.
“my name doesnt really matter, but im here because of my quirk. it allows me to talk to dead souls, so long as they dont sever the connection after we start talking,” the woman explained, fiddling with her fingers in what Naomasa assumed was nervousness
True.
well then.
“and why exactly are you here? ” he asks, still confused as to why she was invited.
“well, your coworkers found out about me, and asked me to talk with a person called pied piper. thing is, as long as i know at least a pseudonym or a nickname of the dead person, i can try and contact them.”
True.
“i-” he couldnt voice his thoughts, too overwhelmed by the possibility of being able to talk to piper, to thank him.
“you dont have to accept, but its an offer.”
“lets do it.”
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Tamashi cant recall a time she had been more nervous. the detective — Tsukauchi — told her to sit down, and took she his hand in hers.
her eyes got glowy as she looked through the hundreds, the thousands, the millions of people she could talk to. there were a few she could notice but not reach out to, but no one with the pseudonym ‘pied piper’ was there.
her quirk worked like looking at a list of game players. their names were above their head, and she could access a list of people when looking for someone specific.
she could search for a specific name or nickname or pseudonym or something she knew when looking for people. but no matter how many variations of ‘pied piper’ she searched for, she couldnt find him.
even if the person had severed a connection with her before, or “blocked” her, she would still be able to find them, even if it was harder. it even locked her from making a connection with her, but she was always able to find them.
after searching for an hour, she stopped. it was of no use.
“so...?” the detective prompted her.
“hes not dead.”