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   ”That depends on who wins and what they want.” He pointed out. He, himself, didn’t plan on asking the thief for a damn thing — there was almost nothing he could do for him, unless he gave it some serious thought.

   Still, he was bored and had nothing to do. There were no good cases, and he had a lot of pent of energy that even Ran was suggesting he work out in some way.

   Sighing, the boy shrugged. “All right. I’m in.”

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“Great!”

Kid raised a hand and, in one swift movement, made a card appear. The only words on it were a time, place, and date. It didn’t even have his signature or caricature. He set it beside him before standing on the railing, easily keeping his balance as he stretched a bit.

“I hope you don’t mind that it’s not a riddle this time. Wouldn’t want you to get lost, after all.~”

With a grin, the thief snapped his fingers and a cloud of smoke suddenly rose up.

“But don’t worry. There’ll be plenty of them later…”

And with that, he was gone, the cloud dissipating soon after the words were out. He may have said he’d give more information, but he never said he’d tell what exactly the game entailed. That would ruin the surprise.~

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