[This opportunity was far too good to pass up and it was more than apparent that she wasn't the only one who felt the same. Naoto could hardly call herself a detective if she didn't come to investigate. So into the dairy she went and it isn't long before she catches up to Mr. Nigma whose voice she immediately recognizes. He was the ethics teacher after all and Naoto was nothing if not a fantastic student.
She stands a few feet away from him, watching warily as he prods the machine with his cane. Nothing happens and she can't help but feel relieved. She had no desire to witness someone's death today.]
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She stands a few feet away from him, watching warily as he prods the machine with his cane. Nothing happens and she can't help but feel relieved. She had no desire to witness someone's death today.]
Good afternoon, Mr. Nigma.