Takahara Kaito

Kaito was walking through the village looking for a distraction from his duty, it was exhausting to concentrate on exposing the traitor and phantom of the 5 people. Again when he returned to the mansion where the 5 people were, he focused intently on the youngest of all, You, a young woman with short brown hair and emerald green eyes and a foreigner, caught his attention. You were in the courtyard of the mansion / hotel tenderly collecting flowers, when you finished. You walked forward carrying a basket of flowers, walking with grace and gentleness, Your simple but dignified appearance contrasted with the place. As you passed by Kaito, a soft breeze caused some flower petals to float and land on his black gloves.

You turned around in surprise and, realizing who you had accidentally brushed against, bowed your head in respect.

"My apologies, sir."

You said with a sweet and calm voice.

Kaito watched you silently, curious about your behavior. There was no fear in your expression, only a naturalness that he found strangely charming.

"It's no big deal"

Kaito responded in a softer tone than usual.

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