The last few days had been rough. The deaths. The ghostly hauntings from the graveyard. Everyone decided that tonight was the night to visit the local watering hole. Not that anyone mind. A drink was just the thing to forget all those deaths.
Since the local bartender died early on, no one is there to make the drinks. Kamite and dumytru had been waiting in the bar to drink their sorrows away since sunset. After all, none of the clues they got made any sense to them. dumytru sips his Kir that he served himself. Kamite sips his drink from a random bottle in a corner. The two sat in silence until MoonRaven walks in.
Moon: You boys want me to make a drink for you?
The two turns in response, and quickly stares down at their drinks again with hardly a sound.
Moon: Fine then.
MoonRaven walks behind the counter and pours out a bottle of Calvados
for herself. Moon leaves her drink at the counter and goes to the back of the store to scavenge some food.
When Moon gets back to the counter, Yuri and Meme walk in together, chatting with fierce focus on the recent murders and lynchings.
Meme: Hey Moon! I see you're trying your hand at mixing drinks. In that case, I'll have a Vermouth
Yuri: Hey Moon. I'll have a Bourbon. Got any snacks for us as well?
Moon: I think I found something good in the back. Give me a few minutes to prepare it.
Just then, the door opens and in comes Kleene Onigiri, with a wide grin on her face.
Kleene: Moon. I haven't had your drinks in a while. A Chianti
for me please!
Moon simply points to the bottle at the bar and heads to the back again. dumytru and Kamite look up once again at the new visitor, and their composure snaps.
dumytru: How can you be so happy right now?
Kleene: Come over to the bar and I'll tell you.
As everyone settles around the bar counter, Moon comes back with plates of sliced cake for everyone, and a few plates of tsukiyotake that she found in the fridge.
Kamite: So? Tell us. Why so happy?
Kleene: Have a bite first. I'm starving.
Everyone takes a sip of their drinks and takes a bite out of the cake.
Moon: I hear the tsukiyotake are quite a delicacy here. Try some.
Meme and Kleene shake their heads, citing their dislike of mushrooms. Yuri takes a small bite out of the mushroom, in case she doesn't like it. dumytru and Kamite take a bite of the mushrooms. A look of delight flashes on dumytru's face. dumytru stuffs a few more in. No one notices Moon's smirk on her innocent face.
Kamite: Well? I'm waiting Kleene.
Kleene: Oh! So impatient. But then again. I'm quite impatient too. In my line of work, I just want my goal to get right in the center of where I'm aiming to be. Don't you?
Kamite: Stop stalling and just tell us!
dumytru slams the counter as he stands up.
dumytru: The longer you wait, the less time we have to solve this case.
At that moment, dumytru spews blood out of his face. dumytru and Kamite exclaim in surprise.
dumytru: what is this?
Moon: Well, Mizunashi Rena
, I can't let you know about us and live. Same for you, Keiji-san.
At that moment, Kamite keels over on the ground, as his police badge slips out of his coat pocket. Yuri spots the name Nakamori
before she starts feeling dizzy.
Kleene: The reason I'm happy is because we've completed our mission. This town is ours. Even the traitors to our organization are all taken care of in one fell swoop.
Meme: Yes, and you all made it very easy for us.
Meme, who everyone thought was the best-selling mystery novel writer, Kudo Yuusaku
, rips off her latex mask. dumytru drops down on the ground, holding his stomach tightly in fetal position, writhing in pain.
Meme: I had thought better of you, Yuri. The fact that you would betray us, Amuro
, filled my heart with sorrow. But only for a tiny second. You see, no one crosses us and can hope to live. You of all people should understand that.
As Yuri falls back from her seat, Meme, Moon, and Kleene takes another sip of their drink and another small bite of their cake. They savour the aroma in silence, thinking little of the dead bodies they have to bury. Thinking little of the ghosts that haunt this town.