Chapter 403 - DETACHED HEAD (1/2)

Akira could not sleep.

She did not know if it was excitement or apprehension. When she thought about Kaito going to meet with a person with information about the zombie drug, she could not rest.  ​​

Unfortunately, she could also not talk to him. He had already told her earlier that he would be out of reach for the night. Therefore, she could only wait until morning to find out the situation.

But her brain refused to listen to her. It refused to power down and let her rest, even though there was nothing she could do.

It was also impossible for her to focus on work. She was too jittery to draw another volume of her manga, and her mind was too keyed up to hear the musical notes in her head.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up.

She did have something to do.

With renewed energy, she began searching for the mysterious gift left by Kaito. She had already given up on it after searching for it for a while. She had no intentions to begin again because a ninja ȧssassin would not hide an item in an obvious place. She could not begin to guess his thought process.

However, since she had some time to kill, she decided to restart her search.

When she combed through the house before, she thought that he had hidden the gift in a place with some sentimental significance. However, after looking in all their 'spots', she realised that she was being too optimistic.

And after thinking about Kaito's personality, he probably would not go easy on her just because she was his girlfriend. He had a wild competitive streak, a fact she had learned when she tried playing video games with him.

Moreover, he was not above playing dirty tricks.

The only time she was close to winning, he tickled her ribs with his free hand, causing her to drop her controller. His pettiness knew no bounds. He would do anything to win. She did not put it past him to even drill a hidey-hole in her apartment.

Since he had staked a single request for the hidden gift, he would not make it easy for her.

She decided to think like an ȧssassin. She checked the nightstands with care, ensuring that there was no false bottom. She inspected the box bed and made sure that the furniture had not been tampered with before moving on to the closet.

She smiled.

She removed the frame and exposed the safe. She put in her password and opened the safe. There was a sticky note on the far end of the safe with some words. She took it out and read the writing. [Nice try. But your husband is not a plebeian!]

The note angered her because she had been almost sure that the gift was hidden there. She felt re-energised by her wrath and kept searching. Unfortunately, three hours later, she was no closer to finding it. She had checked every part of the house.