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[B][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GsHoDndFkA0]Sasori and Co. Investigations[/url][/b]

"He's currently pursuing a lead on one of his cases," explained the woman casually, nodding gratefully to Aiko before stepping through the open door and into the agency itself. "I'll be handling your interview in his stead, if you're willing to consent to such trouble."

She placed the coffeemaker box down next the door, out of the way enough to allow people to enter and exit, but still close enough that it was clearly visible. With that course of action fulfilled, she immediately returned Aiko's bow of greeting, albeit with greater grace and less stiffness. It was quite clear that she was far more used to bowing in any number of situations.

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[b]School Side[/b]

Rena Tatsuya's kick connected perfectly with the faceless, faux-Tomoda's stomach, and had it been any other situation, would have quite easily bowled the thing over. It was a beautiful kick, after all, but unfortunately for the Yakuza heiress, the target of her attack was completely unaffected. The energy of the blow seemed to almost dissipate into the air, the figure moving not a single inch. It stood there, shattered face almost staring back at its attacker.

It was not Aloha-kun.

It was not human.

Beneath the group of assembled the teenagers, the butterflies seemed to grow in agitation, moving closer towards them in a protective manner.

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An eerie mockery of the human voice emerged from the thing. It was audibly Tomoda's, but the words seemed to emerge from a false mimicry of the human voice-box. It lifted its arm up stiffly towards Rena ... and fired, a ball of flame intent on incinerating her into little more than cinders.

Something ephemeral seemed to manifest behind it. Something ghostly, shapeless and barely visible, but it appeared to be the head of pumpkin. A colourless, wildly grinning pumpkin that floated wispily next to the thing's shattered head. Comical in any other situation, but if the golden glow that flashed within its malformed 'eyes' was any indication, it was here to fight them.
[CENTER][H3]Shadow Tomoda?[/H3][/CENTER]