Now That I Can See Status Screens, I'll Definitely Save You! ~Case Files of Me and My Angel~ - Chapter 12
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Chapter 12 – A Certain Detective’s End
Mystery letters hit cops, media, Hojo Rikako ten days back.
Middle schooler claims classmate’s Hojo Misao, Rikako’s missing girl.
Impossible.
Middle school means passed health checks, registry perfect.
Japan paper worship—hide kid in school? Near impossible.
Kid prank.
Media consensus.
Multiple papers, stations got ’em, all holding.
Wait weekly scoop rival.
Big risk no gain for majors.
Litigation vs scoop profit? Lopsided.
TV value’s talent draw, not news.
All same content.
Media watches others.
Slight delay beats solo risk.
Blunt: kidnapping low-profit high-risk vs celeb affair.
No need serious.
Victim? Life-changer.
Mom Hojo Rikako half-mad, offered prints hair DNA.
Won’t fly tho.
Hojo fam uproar repeat.
TV psychic hunts, crank calls.
Cops gatekeep now.
Evidence issues too.
Hair DNA poss, but chain no.
Prints? Reason skip.
Why cops hate Hojo so.
Rikako-cops tense pre-yell.
Post-miss kid, weekly bashed cops—bridge burned.
Cops feel prefect boss resigned her fault.
Not official, brass pushes probe.
But ground level? Her grudge crushed bro vibe.
Who risks boss mood for probe?
No saint salarymen.
Dogs not join org.
That letter? Prank from jump.
Boss says prank.
Doubters no need.
Kid too sly…
Hit mom’s agency too.
Self-kid knew Rikako image strat pro?
Tanuki level.
Not teen.
30s, 50s maybe.
Cops sniffed, junked least evidence.
Prints? Bored cop curiosity maybe.
Nah, refused.
Hope memory fade.
Hair existence creepy too.
Sneak prints hair? Perv untrusty… skip reason.
“So what do?”—my survey gig shines.
Yeah, detective… registered.
Fakes profit us.
Not cops.
I probe fast.
Prints? Rikako priv lab, slow.
Me: sender kid, named girl.
Sender Koutarou Sagara.
Hit address first.
Innocent face kid.
Hard believe letter his.
Home with club girl.
No handhold, pure kid.
Student ID enclose? No sly vibe.
Adult puppeteer sure.
Dropped Sagara probe.
Easy: stake school, wait Hojo-like girl.
Snap, send Rikako, done.
500k easy.
Days pass.
Dismissal time again.
No lookalike prob.
Fake sure.
Hour wait, spot Sagara walk.
Same tough-face girl always.
Grows bombshell.
Tight pals.
Sweet as hell.
No shady fake look.
Smile at wholesome, girl runs up behind.
Perfect beauty.
Young Rikako vibe.
Judgment iff tho.
Rikako washed actress.
Hits galore, no timeless classics.
Now face only unsolved specials.
Season filler.
Kidnap sole hook ex-star.
Fans only recall face.
Pre-mats, wouldn’t think Rikako twin.
Snap hasty.
Rikako clone dashes to Sagara n pal.
What?
Friends?
Shoot trio chat fun.
Cam Wi-Fi uploads storage, laptop open.
Similar sure.
Job done… shoulda.
But pervy heart kicked.
Knew she’s Rikako daughter.
Snag her, hero?
Evil urge ruled.
Ditch car.
Tail trio.
Soon clone solos.
Wait no-scream spot.
Get her admit Misao.
Voice first.
Clear area.
Go!
Grab shoulder.
Then.
Wire loops neck shururi.
World spins guru.
Wire throat, back-ridden.
Merciless digs.
Crushed throat—no voice, no air.
Jizoku piggyback too late grasp.
“D-Dad! What…”
“Ah, Mei, sorry. Move again. New names needed.”
“Again… kill…?”
“Just result. Mei grows, gets it.”
“Mika what?”
Mika… no way!
Struggle harder.
Connected!
Case links!
Me only know now.
Survive, hero sure!
Live damnit!
“Yeah. Nuisance, gotta off.”
“Please! Not Mika!”
“Who knows~?”
Man voice emotionless.
Bug-like.
Me? Limit.
Blood-blocked face swells, ears buzz weird.
Flail worsens choke.
“That guy…”
“Yeah. Haul home first.”
Ah… dumbass move.
No glory lust, safe.
Buzz ears, end there.





































