Chapter Seven: Invitation to the Game:
December 2nd, 2010.
Tsuzuki and
Hisoka were examining the room where the last couple died when the former about
stepped on something odd. Tsuzuki looked down, eyes raised.
“Hey, Hisoka,”
he said. “Come look at this.” His partner turned his attention to the card in
his hand.
“A ten of
hearts?” he asked. Then, something donned on him. “Wait a sec…” He pulled out
his phone and scrolled through the pictures that Tatsumi sent him. Tsuzuki
leaned in for a look.
“Six of clubs,
nine of diamonds, two of spades, two of hearts, and the joker?” He looked at
Hisoka. “Think it’s the same guy?”
“Hm,” Hisoka
said. “But why these cards?” The older shinigami was about to speak when his
phone rang.
“Excuse me,” he
said. Tsuzuki hit the call button. “Hello?”
“Hello,
shinigami-san,” a man’s voice hissed on the other line. Tsuzuki’s face drained
pale.
“No…” he said.
“What’s the
matter? You don’t sound happy to hear from me.”
“Asmodeus?”
“At your
service.”
Tsuzuki’s hand
trembled. “Did you do this?”
“Ah, I see you
found my cards.”
“What the hell
are you trying to pull now?!”
“It’s a game.”
“What?”
“I am sending
you on a little hunt. Still have my cards?”
“Why?”
“Do you?”
“Yes!”
“Good, good.
Now, each card had a hidden mark on them.”
Hisoka stared at
Tsuzuki while he was on the phone. “Who are you talking about?”
Tsuzuki waved
him as he fought to keep calm. Work on this case made his dates with Anna hard.
Now he had to deal with Asmodeus too?
“You paying
attention?” Asmodeus asked. Tsuzuki rolled his eyes.
“Yes,” he
groaned. “What type of mark is on the cards?”
“I can’t tell
you that.”
“What do you
mean?”
“Telling you
wouldn’t be fun, now would it?”
“Then what am I
looking for?”
“You’ll know
when you see it.”
Tsuzuki frowned.
“You aren’t very helpful, are you?”
“You have to
play my game to understand.”
“And if I
don’t?”
“Well… no
pressure. Just that more people will die if you don’t.”
Tsuzuki gritted
his teeth. “You better not try and pull anything!”
“I already
have.”
“What?!”
“Now here are
the rules. No outside help. That’s cheating. You can’t call them shinigami at
Ju-Oh-Cho. Do not draw attention to the guests. For every couple that dies, you
get another card. You have six so far, yes?”
“Yeah, yeah.”
“Find the
marking on each card to solve the puzzle. If I win, I get your wife.”
“And if I win?”
Tsuzuki asked.
“You’ll have to
see,” Asmodeus said.
“And why are you
doing this?”
“Play the game
and you shall see. Oh and Anna cannot know what’s going. The prize has to be
kept in the dark.”
Tsuzuki’s eyes
widened. “How did you…?”
“Oh come now,
Tsuzuki-san. I am the demon of lust. I can smell your desire from where I’m
sitting.”
“Where are you?”
“Play my game to
find out.” Asmodeus hung up before Tsuzuki could say a word. The shinigami
stared at his phone and curse himself under his breath. During this whole time,
Hisoka tried to listen in on the phone conversation.
“What’s the
matter?” he asked. Tsuzuki lowered his phone.
“Asmodeus is
back,” he said in a low voice. Hisoka covered his mouth as he gasped.
“You can’t be
serious,” he said.
“I’m afraid so,”
his partner said.
“Let me guess,
he’s involved in this somehow?”
Tsuzuki nodded.
“He’s forcing us to play some demented game this time.”
“Game?”
“Look at the
cards.”
“Huh?” Hisoka
looked at the ten of hearts. At that moment, Tsuzuki’s phone buzzed. He shut
eyes hoping it wasn’t who he thought he was.
“You going to
get that?” Hisoka asked. Tsuzuki pressed his lips together. He reluctantly
looked at his phone. Low and behold, Anna sent him a text.
“Are we still on for tonight, baby?”