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There was no way that Kenzan could even try to get a word in edgewise as the girl he had crouched next to started to ramble about what had happened. [color=00a99d][i]Well, at least they didn't actually see it happen.[/i][/color] He resisted the urge to cover his ears as she squealed about germs getting on her clothes. He didn't even bother trying to say anything when another second year showed up and told them that they needed to get away from the area in case the killer was still around. He scoffed quietly at the notion; having looked at the body the blood was dry and the eyes were filmy which told him that the guy had been there for a while, at least several hours. He wouldn't really call it a perk, but having an officer for a father meant he knew more about decay than he really should at his age.

[color=00a99d][b]"I don't think we need to worry about that,"[/b][/color] he muttered quietly, though he acquiesced to Asumi pulling at his shirt, if only to get her to let go of him sooner, before stopping and staring at the first year that decided it would be a good idea to [i]touch[/i] the body on the ground. He didn't need to say anything as she was berated by the same second year who had been talking this whole time. It was honestly exhausting the amount of words that she was able to string together all at once. Especially when she was trying to explain what had happened to the two officers that arrived on the scene. Either drawn by the scream or the cellphone in the hands of one of the other second year boys. He easily stepped back and let that same boy take over trying to comfort the frantic girl in front of him. That was decidedly not his area of expertise and all he really wanted to do was get back on his way to the bookstore.

A sigh dragged itself free as the officers said they needed to go down to the station. [color=00a99d][i]This is why I don't get involved in this kinda shit.[/i][/color] He didn't resist when they told him to get into the second cruiser. He didn't address either of the other people with him as he plopped his backpack onto his lap and stared out the window until they got to the station. He could almost imagine a ride along with his father, had he not been shoulder to shoulder with some second year. He was familiar with the protocol and the station, though it was smaller than the one in Tokyo, but more or less the same.
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The questioning was standard, despite the vague aggression from the officer who was doing it. It wasn't helped by his generally indifferent recounting of the, maybe, two minutes he'd been at the scene before the officers showed up. Still, he wasn't lying and that much was obvious so he was let go without much of a fuss. His only concern was that they would call his mother. That would end incredibly poorly at best, and absolutely horribly at worst. He pushed himself to his feet from where he had been comfortably reclining in one of the chairs in the lobby as the head detective came around and told them they could leave. It was all the standard fanfare he had expected, and oddly comforting in its familiarity despite being questioned for a murder investigation.

He had adamantly tried to refuse going to Chen's house. He didn't know any of these people and that alone was making setting him on the verge of shaking hands. Arguing with Asumi got him nowhere though and so he, begrudgingly, trailed behind the other students as they walked. Better to just keep his head down, be polite, and make sure that he could get out of the situation without making a fool of himself. Easy enough. Maybe. The promise of free food, that he didn't have to make himself, and the fact that he didn't want to go home was a good enough reason to tag along. He had no reason to stick around if they were going to study as Chen said, but at least dinner would be nice.