What Magic Is This?

Surprisingly L did not turn around even until five minutes after London had confessed his sin. The man's chest palpitated. Was this because L was so angry that she needed time to calm down before venting her wrath?

"L ... please say something..." said London in a piteous voice. He touched L's shoulder with trembling hands.

"Eh?" L immediately turned her head and looked at London with rounded eyes. "Why aren't you sleeping? Didn't you have a headache?"

L's soft and attentive voice made London's heart struck by great fear. Did L deliberately act nicely toward him before unleashing her wrath like the calm before the storm?

The calmer the atmosphere, the more terrible the storm will be.

"I ..." London swallowed hard.

L hurriedly placed her wine glass on the table beside her chair and stood up. She touched London's forehead and checked his temperature.