Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

That's right, the thing that nails the doll is the key.

Five-inch nails.

The puppet only serves the purpose of exaggeration and misleading.

The string that passes through the crack in the door is wrapped around the nail with the doll, and then it is pulled to the nail of another cursed doll on the side of the room. Continue pulling the string and finally return to the door. Of course, this is the easiest way to understand it. In fact, the operation is reversed.

When successful, the lines will connect to form a large triangle.

The murderer used nails instead of pulleys, and the door lock could naturally be rotated after the direction of force was changed.

When Naomi Misora ​​figured out how the secret room was formed, another problem came to her mind: four, three, two, one, the number of nails from the first three dead people and the cursed doll were enough to make a triangular pulley structure to facilitate the murderer to create the secret room.

But the fourth person to die was on the 22nd, the day she, Ryuuzaki, and Mori Yuesa ambushed him. It was clearly the turn of the last cursed doll.

A single cursed doll or a nail cannot create a secret room using a triangular pulley structure - that is to say, the door may not have been locked by the murderer from the outside by pulling the thread.

The door was locked by the deceased himself from inside the house.

Then, Ryugasaki Ryue, who sent herself and Mori Tsukisa away and went to ambush in Room 404 alone, was most likely the murderer - plus Naomi Misora ​​recalled the conversation when she first met him.

"Mori Tsukisa?"

'Nagini?'

He seems to know everyone's name...

This case all revolves around the "name"...

That's why Naomi Misora ​​rushed upstairs so rashly. It must be said that sometimes the intuition of experienced detectives is so sharp that it's frightening.

——So far, the "Cursed Doll Murder Case" seems to have been solved, but the three people still don't understand why Ryuuzaki did this. L doesn't intend to give them this answer.

Unless Ryuzaki Ryue solves the mystery himself.

…………

……

"I only see Mori Tsukisa."

A few days later, the first thing the man said when he woke up was that he wanted to see Mori Yuesha. He told the police guarding him very reluctantly that he would only tell the girl everything.

Mori Yuesha arrived as expected, and Naomi Misora ​​and Nagini were waiting outside the ward. After disinfection and sterile clothing were all ready, the nurse opened the door for Mori Yuesha.

The man with bandages all over his body, but with strong vitality.

"Ha..." His throat was burned, and when he spoke it sounded like the weak sound of cold iron rubbing against water, which was very unpleasant to hear.

"Ms. Mori Tsukisa."

Ryuzaki's chest heaved as he got straight to the point.

"I didn't hear your name and your maid's name from under the bed."

"Do you want to know what all this is about?"

"I will tell you everything. In exchange, you have to answer one of my questions without reservation."

"Deal?"

This is what it means if you spell it out, but it actually took Ryugasaki Ryue a long time to say it. His lungs were burned, and just breathing was enough to make him suffer.

"make a deal."

Mori Yuesa's heart was itching with curiosity.

She followed L's question just for this moment.

-Why on earth did he do this, what is his relationship with the poor prince and...how did he know Nagini's name.

all want to know.

So much!

“It’s a long story.”

…………

……

Wammy's House is an orphanage that specializes in taking in and nurturing gifted children.

A brilliant and dazzling star once appeared in this manor in Winchester, Hampshire, England. It seemed to hang high above everyone's head like a morning star, without saying a word, silently releasing its dazzling light.

L, he is the brightest morning star.

——Under this light, all the children look particularly dim.

No matter what they talked about, they couldn't avoid L. They had never seen L, and L seemed to have never seen them. For a long time, they had been talking to L through the computer, discussing the case and listening to L talk about some reasoning techniques and experiences.

Many people admire him, but many children are also dissatisfied with him.

B is no exception.

That’s right, Ryugasaki Ryue’s real name.

Beyond.Birthday

——The name he gave himself.

Everyone was running after L's figure, which was getting farther and farther away, but he didn't want to exist as a copy of L. He was a unique person, with wisdom and emotions - smarter and more perceptive than L, and he didn't deserve to be called a 'candidate' or a 'copy of L'.

He will surpass him.

So, he chose another path.

Disappear from the House of Huamitz and set out on the path to challenge the Morning Star.

It is also an irreversible path.

The current Biyonde Basti would never admit that he had revealed his flaws in the "Cursed Doll Incident" because of his disdain for the first meeting. Even though he had underestimated Naomi Misora ​​and secretly provoked her, he had lost everything.

He was almost successful. If he waited just half a minute... or a minute, if he was burned to death, all the fragile clues would prove his innocence.

A single nail, the same secret room; the young detective whose real name is Biyonde Basti after investigation, with the initials B.B., a perfect candidate; burned to death, unrecognizable; the gradually decreasing number of cursed dolls, overturning the previous three "conditions for setting up the secret room" for the fourth time;

All evidence that can no longer be traced back.

L will always be chasing the murderer, chasing the phantom that has long been dead and does not exist.

He wins.

Win the duel with L with your own life.

Unfortunately, just a little bit.

He underestimated the stupid police officer Naomi Misora... No, now she is not as stupid as she looks.

——Let’s go back to the original question. How did he know the names of Mori Yuesha and Nagini…

He had never told this secret to anyone since he was born, until today, when Mori Yuesha was the first to know it.

That is…

what.

——He can see everyone’s name and lifespan.

You can see it all the time.

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If you could see a person's name and lifespan, it would be much easier to design a serial crime case based on that.

No traces of inquiry, no clues, no records, no... flaws.

Biyonde Basti did the same.

The three people he killed were all people who should have died at that time: their lifespan ended at that moment.

——After all, if left alone they will die due to various strange reasons.

If there is any loophole, it is that he has never seen his own lifespan.

The lifespan of the world and his own lifespan were the only two things he could not see. This was also the direct reason why he did not die after being burned by the flames - his body was stronger than he thought, and his lifespan was longer than he thought.

Having come to this point, all the secrets have been revealed.

Mori Yuesha still had some doubts: "You and L obviously know each other's existence..."

"Yes..." he said hoarsely, "But where is the evidence? Just one more minute...Biyonde Basti would have died forever - how can something that doesn't exist leave any evidence?"

L seemed to be aware of this as well.

Evidence, or the lack of it, is crucial.

So, you used Naomi Misora ​​as a medium to conduct a smokeless duel across the air...

These two people are so terribly childish.

"Ha... that's it." Biyonde Basti coughed a few times, "The reason for my failure is that I underestimated Misora ​​Naomi."

"Well, actually I knew it was you a long time ago." Mori Yuesha tugged at her sterile suit. The temperature in the room and the airtight package made her feel a little hot. "I smell the scent on you... It's the same scent left in the rooms of the three dead people."

"smell…?"

Biyonde Basti turned his head with difficulty.

"I know you're different...that's what I'm asking."

He could see people's names and lifespans, but he got used to it. Over the years, Biyonde Basti had gotten used to seeing names and numbers in bright red above his head.

However, everything changed after meeting Mori Yuesa and Nagini that day.

That thing...is not something that humans should possess.

Assuming that a string of undisputed characters "802" represents that the other party has thirty years left to live, in Biyonde Basti's sight, the number above Mori Yuesha's head is probably like this:

"Mori Tsuki Sa"

「∞」

This symbol must be familiar to everyone.

unlimited.

Are you kidding me? !

How is it possible for humans to have infinite lifespan?

"Ah... your maid, Nagini's life span is nothing." Biyonde Basti laughed weakly: "She is your servant, so the problem must be with you... Mori Yuesha, are you really a human?"

"Eh? Actually, there isn't much human left in me anymore - is that your problem?"

"No." The man wrapped in bandages said, "My question is:"

"What exactly are you?"

Quiet indoors.

"I'm a planeswalker." Mori Yuesha paced slowly in the ward and spoke softly, "I'm a creature that can travel through the multiverse. I have the blood of many higher creatures. Um... to put it in a more understandable way, I have many mothers."

"Like a half-blood?"

"That's right." Mori Yuesha smiled and said, "So... there is no doubt that her life span is very long. As for other mothers... I haven't seen them yet, so I can't answer you. For now, as a mortal, the only name you can accept is "Vishanti". Don't be sad, I'm thinking about you."

"It's not like people who get burned won't go crazy."

"Multiverse, magic, higher life forms..." Biyonde Basti muttered to himself. He looked at the ceiling, and suddenly a lot of boredom and disappointment emerged from his heart.

How narrow-minded are he and L, who are circling around in what they believe to be the truth? For this reason, they keep thinking, worrying, spying on people's hearts and their arrogant desire for control. In the eyes of creatures like Mori Yuesha...

It must be ridiculous, right?

"Absolutely not."

Mori Yuesha is very happy.

"I had a very delicious story. Thanks for the treat!"

So, treat each experience as a story.