[i]"What's that, Saturday?  You think it's a bit cramped back here?  Maybe... Maybe I should just sit on your lap then, hmmm~?  Then there'd be more room for everyone else~"[/i]

Ah... Why had Mistress Arinne had to say something like that?  Saturday's had to hold her head down for the entire car ride, since... She wasn't sure why, but what Arinne had said made her feel strange and... Not exactly [i]uncomfortable[/i] but...

Her cheeks felt rather warm as she stepped out of the car, sticking close to Arinne as her mistress obfuscated the minds of the police.  She wasn't especially skilled at forensics (really, she was more skilled at what came [i]before[/i] such investigations) so she really couldn't offer much help aside from her usual duties... Although thankfully others wer already taking care of the work for her.  Saturday's head tilted as she watched Lillia work with her flowers, watching them as the stems twirled to point in different directions.  Hmmm, why would they be pointing so close though?  Was the killer really [i]that[/i] sloppy?

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