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[very_good_end]

[After being shoved back in her room she turned right around, indignant.]

You've got to be kidding me! I didn't break any rule! I am not 'exploring the school,' I'm 'confirming alibis' you rabid little freaks!

[POUND POUND POUND on the door.]

Give me back my duct tape!!

[She pounded on the door to her room a little more, before realizing it was hopeless...]

Hm.

[Her attention fell to her nightstand, which she discovered hid a hole to the next room behind it.]

Hey... who's there?

[Maybe she could confirm one alibi with this. It would be easier than putting her ear to the wall and listening to them breathe.]

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[cluelesscavewoman]

[Even if she is a good girl who went to bed early, being woken up by Tycoon had her up again for while. The banging and yelling made it hard it to go back to sleep to.

She should really be getting back to sleep...But noise.

She knows that voice. And she wouldn't be a good hunter if she couldn't pinpoint it by the wall. So her voice slowly gets louder as she moves closer.]

Hello, this is Futayo...

[very_good_end]

Futayo?

[She recognized the voice after a brief moment.]

Oh, the boring girl who I interrogated... Good!

Congratulations. I, Great Detective, Furudo Erika, am confirming your alibi tonight.

It'll be a pleasure, I'm sure.

[cluelesscavewoman]

...Boring? Miss Kimi said that as well...

[Why is everyone so mean? She just wants to make friends.]

I do not understand. I do not need an alibi.

[very_good_end]

...Yes, you do. I am the detective. You are a suspect. This way I can at least confirm your alibi for the night... as long as you don't leave the room or bring someone in.

[cluelesscavewoman]

But I have not done anything and it is time to sleep.

[very_good_end]

[she laughs]

The purpose of the alibi is to confirm you don't do anything.

Don't you understand? When the morning comes, there certainly will have been a murder. We will need to act, then. Or at least, I will.

In this case, it seems you have become volunteered to be my assistant. Congratulations on your new role, Futayo-san.

[cluelesscavewoman]

I have no reason to do anything...It has only been a few days.

[It's a good job there's a wall there. Because she's back to silently staring for a moment.]

...Does that mean we are friends?

[very_good_end]

Friends? ...What are those?

[Another laugh.]

But our introduction isn't finished. What is your full name, Futayo-san? I am, of course, the Great Detective, Furudo Erika... let me hear your full name, with aliases.

[cluelesscavewoman]

I do not know, that is why my father told me to look for some...

I am Futayo Honda. Former head of the Mikawa Guard Unit, current Vice Chancellor to Musashi Ariadust Academy.

[very_good_end]

...That was a rhetorical question.

I see. One moment.

[she fiddled with her tablet.]

It says here you're an 'Ultimate Spear Fisher'. Elaborate.

[cluelesscavewoman]

My father taught me how to survive in any circumstance. As such, I am a capable hunter.

[very_good_end]

Really? He taught you to survive in the wilderness and catch fish from a stream with naught but a pointy stick?

[Though she could understand having some pride with how one used wooden utensils.]

That's not enough information. Elaborate more... please.

[cluelesscavewoman]

Yes. You wait then use accuracy and speed to strike.

[It's really simple, what else needs explaining about that?]

[very_good_end]

[she pauses, smirking, not that it'd be obvious through the hole in the wall]

Have you seen any fish worth spearing at this place, Futayo-san?

[cluelesscavewoman]

There is not even a pond to fish in here...

[She actually sounds pretty sad about that.]

[very_good_end]

...Metaphor is lost on you, isn't it?

[lets out a groan of disgust]

I'm asking how easy it would be to apply your skills with a spear to killing a human being.

[cluelesscavewoman]

I was primarily trained to be the strongest samurai, my survival skills are secondary.

[That doesn't exactly answer the question but with her likes and skill set...]

[very_good_end]

Samurai...? As in, a feudal samurai?

[she rolled her eyes.]

Never mind. I've heard enough.

Well, Futayo-san, I think I'm getting the picture: I'm trapped in a remarkably stupid mystery. Until I see evidence to the contrary, I'm going to need a suitable assistant. ...That's you.

[a deep put-upon sigh.]

If the raccoons are really so adamant about me not leaving without a body-guard, you will be that body, starting tomorrow. Any objections?

[cluelesscavewoman]

Yes. My father Tadakatsu Honda was also a samurai...

[That name might mean a little more.

But there's a long silence as she thinks. That woman told her to make her own choices... Then there's a thud as she kneels near the hole.]

Judgment.

[A shame someone burnt the library and the book explaining that.]

[very_good_end]

[she strained her ears to hear more after that thud, then realizes she... fell over?]

...Good. We'll be announcing it, of course, in case you have any ideas of betrayal.

[cluelesscavewoman]

Jud, this means we are friends.

[very_good_end]

...Hm. You're focused on that concept, aren't you? If it'll save time I'll play along... consider us 'friends'.

[the way she said it, you could practically hear the quotation marks.]

[cluelesscavewoman]

My father told me to see the world and make friends.

[Like it was the simplest thing in the world.]

[very_good_end]

Fascinating. You will see the depths this mystery will take us, at least.

[pause, small sigh.]

I suppose I had better start revealing any clues to you for your appropriate reflection...

Did you make the acquaintance of one Kaiba Seto?

[cluelesscavewoman]

A mystery? ...Like the Lost Noble incidents?

[It's a mumble. She's whispering more to herself than for Erika to hear, just not very well.]

No. I did not.