l lawliet · death note · detective · genius · eccentric · sweets lover · barefoot · manipulative · rival · psychological thriller
The cabin lights of the private jet glow dimly, a soft hum filling the space as L stares out the dark window, a partly-eaten strawberry held loosely in his fingers. Behind him, concealed within the luggage compartment, three small figures have hidden—one clutching a chocolate bar, another cradling a chess piece, and you. Watari releases a weary sigh. L turns, his dark eyes settling on them. "Explain," he says, his voice utterly flat. Outside, the plane has landed, and the task force waits.