Chapter Forty-Two: Gynemimetophilia:

March 3rd, 2010.

10:00 a.m.

"Shall we go down for brunch?"

"No."

"No?"

She shook her head. "I want to stay in today."

He tilted his head. "All day?"

"Yes?"

"But what about lunch and dinner?"

"We'll order room service."

"Room, service, huh?"

"Yes."

He thought about this as he held her to his body. "Alright then, we'll order room service. We should we do after that?"

"Lay around and do nothing."

"But what about for bath time?"

She looked him in the eye and smiled. "Then, we'll take a bath and go to bed."

"Okay then, we'll stay in."

She kissed him on the nose. "I love you."

He smiled, softly chuckling. "I must be doing something right." She only giggled.

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April 23rd, 2010.

9:00 p.m.

Tsuzuki wandered the night Kabukicho streets. He had got a card this evening. The ace of diamonds had been slid under his door. Only Tsuzuki could see the invisible text on the back. So, here he was in the middle of a busy night. Alone, still facing temptation. He shook his head. Why won't this end? He already had to turn down three hookers. Why can't they leave me alone? I'm married! Don't they care? He sighed. Please let this case end soon, he thought. Suddenly, Tsuzuki paused as he felt like someone was standing behind him.

"Excuse me," a small voice said as he did so. Tsuzuki almost leapt to the sky. He looked and saw a girl about fifteen staring at him. She still had on her school uniform with her school bag. The nervous look on her face told him the whole set-up. Tsuzuki slowly backed away.

"Yes?" he asked. The girl looked at her feet.

"You look lonely," she murmured. "I could make good company."

"No thank you," Tsuzuki replied, waving his hand back and forth.

"Please?" the girl pleaded. The shinigami held up his left hand.

"I'm married."

"It's okay, we won't do anything bad."

"I don't want to cheat on her."

"We won't cheat, I promise."

"It's still wrong."

"I won't tell." She processed to wrap her arms around his waist. Tsuzuki couldn't touch this girl or push her off. Someone would accuse him of assault. His eyes trailed down to her.

"Please let go," he whispered. "I don't want any trouble."

"Let me stay like this," the girl murmured. "I want to love you tonight."

"But�"

The girl looked up with innocent doe eyes. "Make me a real woman tonight."

Tsuzuki blinked at her. "Uh� how old are you?"

"Fourteen." Okay, that did it. Tsuzuki tried to push her off, but she just wouldn't let up. Tsuzuki looked down.

"Shouldn't you at home studying or something? Aren't you past curfew?"

The girl frowned. "Please don't baby me."

"That's it," Tsuzuki said. He finally pushed her off and stuck his arm up in the air.

"What are you doing?" the girl asked.

"Taking you home to your parents!" the shinigami said. "You shouldn't be out here doing this!"

"Don't!" the girl pleaded.

"Taxi!" the shinigami yelled. The girl looked around before she drew out her phone when a cab pulled up to the shinigami. He leaned in to the window and tapped on the glass. The girl held her phone in her hand.

"Just answer me this," she said.

"What?" Tsuzuki asked. Her lips moved just as softly.

"What did you say?" he asked.

"Have you given up yet?" the schoolgirl asked. Tsuzuki turned to her with his jaw wide open.

"Hello shinigami-kun," a familiar voice said from inside the cab. Tsuzuki whipped around to see Gesshin sitting at the driver's seat, grinning. Tsuzuki took a step back.

"Hop in!" the male geisha said. "I'll tell you a little puzzle."