One night in Nikko...

6PM

"Sigh…" Gin, a reporter, sighs in frustration as he aimlessly walks the quiet streets of Nikko, hoping that something interesting will happen.

*ring* *ring*

His phone suddenly rings and he already has a suspicion of what it is about.

"Hello? Akiyama-san?" Gin answers his phone in interest.

It is rare for him to receive a phone call from his boss.

/Gin. Come back to Shibuya. You're done there./

Gin almost drops his phone at the order.

"Sir, the serial killer is still at large." He politely protests.

/I know. The whole of Japan knows. But what can you do about it? It's been two months since the killings started and the killer hasn't been caught yet./ Akiyama dismisses Gin's protest.

"Sir. And I'm one of the first reporters to find the scoop. I can't just give up a month of work." Gin insists.

/Yes. And what results have you shown for that month of work?/ Akiyama counters.

"…" Gin is stumped.