Detective Yui:Deerstalker

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The world around me was spinning, my ears were in pain, I couldn’t hear anything. Finally after a few seconds I managed to see straight. Whatever that sound was, it knocked the wind out of me. I look up, and see a short haired brunette girl holding her chest. After a few seconds of looking at her I realized something was terribly wrong. She was holding her chest, and blood was spilling out!

I couldn't believe it, this girl was just shot!

Submitted: August 07, 2016

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Submitted: August 07, 2016



(I was bored... I felt like writing something)

"B-But... Ice cream!"

"I said NO!" I refuse to look at her. Those puppy dog eyes won't work on me this time!

There was a long pause.

"Well, I was hoping it wouldn't come to this."

I look at her, she was holding the most powerful object in the universe.

"M-Mr. Tickles!!"

"If you don't go with me, then Mr. Tickles is going to get a stinky bath in the toilet."

"You wouldn't dare."

She starts walking out of the room.


I collapsed.

There was another long pause.


She turned to look at me. "What was that?"

"Fine, Itsuki, I will go with you to that anime whatever shop."


She threw the stuffed cat toy aside and lunged at me in a full force tackle.

"I knew you would come! You'll love it Yui, trust me!"

"I'm only doing this for Mr. Tickles' sake! I can't believe I'm going to one of those otaku whore houses."

"It's not an otaku whore house! It's a beautiful place filled with an endless collection of anime. You love anime don't you?"

Finally I sit up. "Well, yeah but, going to a place like that feels embarrassing. You will owe me double the ice cream you promised."

"It's a deal!"

"Why do you want to go there so badly anyways?"

"Because of this!" She holds up a flyer in my face. "'Lisa and Fluff" will be here next week, there one of my favorite bands!"

"Wow, why would they come here to sing at a small otaku shop?"

"Apparently this is where the band had their first gig, and quit calling it 'otaku shop'! it's called 'Anime Saviors'."

"That doesn't sound like a very appealing shop..."

"Well get used to it. Anyways, I should head home, it's getting late"

"Alright, see ya tomorrow."

"Bye bye."
“Nyaaa!!! It’s time to get up. Nyaaa!!! It’s time to get up.”

I don’t feel like getting up. Why must I go through this torture every day?

After what felt like an eternity of torture, I finally got up. I was partly tempted to throw the alarm clock across the room, but the cute, chibi, blue haired girl picture in front of the clock kept me from doing something so... rewarding.

Now for the normal routine: take a shower, get dressed, fight my brother for the last toast during breakfast, eat toast (I totally won),  brush my pearly teeth, slightly brush my long black hair, get over the small pimple below my right ear, and finally, leave for school.

I pop on my headphones and listen to music while walking to the bus stop. It’s become a daily war to not jump up and rock out in the middle of the sidewalk.

School started about a month ago, I just became a sophomore. Other than the cool ability to choose half of the classes I get to take every semester, it’s basically the same as middle school. Well, there is one small difference.

I felt a light touch on my right arm.

I sensed a presence near by. I punched out to my right as hard as I could, but the fist didn’t collide with anything. I look over to see a beautiful blonde haired girl standing about 4 feet away; in a fighting position.

“What the heck was that for?!”

“Haruhi, earlier this month, I told you not to touch me again or else, I will kill you.”

“H-Heh? I don’t remember that…”

Her expression changed.

“Anyways, today is the day that you will accept my love. Even if that means I will have to force it down your throat!”

“I never said that I wanted your love. Now clench your teeth and prepare for my fist!”

We both stared at each other, as if two powerful warriors were about to fight a long, epic battle.

I bent down in a fighting position, then I lunged at her as hard as I can. Then… I was on the ground, I tripped.

“Ha!! That looked like it hurt; now you're all m-”

The bus pulled up behind her, causing her skirt to fly up. Her face turned beat red.

“Saved by the bus.”



I turned my head to see a cute, short blonde haired girl bobbing her way down to me.

“Oh, hey Itsuki.”

“Why is your nose red?”

“I had a little problem this morning.”

“You shouldn’t fight with Haruhi anymore.”

How did she know that?!

The classes went by pretty smoothly, except for the occasional attacks from Haruhi..

“Hey Yui.”

“Oh, hey Hanako”

“It’s another boring day at school.”

“Did you guys study for the test?” said Itsuki.

Hanako stood up fast. “Wait, there is a test? I don’t remember that!”

I stood up with her. “I didn’t know either! When did we talk about that?”

“It was last week.” Itsuki pointed to her notebook with the word “Test” circled on Monday. “It’s no wonder you guys forgot, you were both asleep.”

I look at Hanako. “We’re doomed.”

The teacher walked in. “Alright, class, we have a test today.”

The test wasn’t as hard as I thought,I know I can beat this!

I heard a whisper in my left ear. "Hey Yui, let me see your test."

"Hanako, you're going to get me in trouble!"

"Oh come on, Itsuki never let's me copy."

"I said no-"


The world around me was spinning, my ears were in pain, I couldn’t hear anything. Finally after a few seconds I managed to see straight. Whatever that sound was, it knocked the wind out of me. I look up, and see a short haired brunette girl holding her chest. After a few seconds of looking at her I realized something was terribly wrong. She was holding her chest, and blood was spilling out!

I couldn't believe it, this girl was just shot!


Everyone at school was forced to stay under their desk for a few hours before the police were able to confirm that no one was carrying a gun on the school grounds or any building near by. School was canceled. In order to get home, the police had to call for busses and escort all of us to our homes. Something about this whole thing is bugging me. The look on that girl’s face keeps running through my head. I think her name was Sera.

“Oi Yui are you ok? You look a little pale.”

Haruhi was staring at me with a worried expression.

“Oh, sorry, I’m still getting over everything that just happened.”

“Wasn’t that girl in your class? What happened?”

“No one knows. The police managed to figure out where the bullet came from, but there was no trace of anyone being there.”

“Who ever it was must have ran as soon as they shot that bullet; that coward.”

I had this weird feeling in my gut that what Haruhi said may not be accurate.

The bus stopped in front of our usual bus stop. I waved goodbye to Haruhi and started walking home.

When I got home, my parents had a long, serious talk with me. The shooting scared them; they didn't want me to go back to school. We discussed homeschooling, therapy and moving away. I managed to convince them that I'll be fine and that I will be safe at school, however I won’t be going anywhere after school for a while.

I hung out with them, had dinner and finally went to my room. I needed to sit down and think.

I sat down in front of my computer. Something about sitting in front of my computer monitor helps me clear my head.

Something is bugging me, but I can’t put my finger on it. I had to think about it more.

The expression on that girl’s face wasn’t right. She didn’t look scared or surprised. It was calm, as if she knew she was going to be shot.

Then it struck me, like a jolt of electricity. She DID know she was going to be shot! Before she was shot, we were all facing the front of the classroom, because we were in the middle of a test, and the windows are on the left side of the classroom. In order to get shot in the chest she had to be facing the window!

Then, there is the second mystery. As I mentioned to Haruhi earlier, there was no trace of anyone being in that old building. The building used to belong to the school, then it was turned into a business. I heard the business moved somewhere else and the building was abandoned. How did the shooter aim at that girl and kill her if there wasn’t anyone inside the building?

After sitting there thinking for an hour, I decided to get ready for bed. It’s not like I can solve this on my own. I’m only a high school student after all.

Finally I laid down, closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep.

Sorry did I say “drifted off to sleep”? It was more like laying there for 5 hours, biting my pillow, scratching my head, and tossing and turning in my bed.

“AHH!!! I can’t take it anymore!”

I threw off my pajamas, threw on some normal clothes and snuck out of my room. It was 2am, if my parents caught me being up this late, they would hang me on a telephone pole and feed me to the birds.

After an eternity of tiptoeing, I managed to ninja my way out of the house.

This was nice, I needed the fresh air.

The school I go to is about 3 miles away. I could walk there every day, but riding the bus is much more convenient;  plus, it’s a good place to cram study.

The walk to the school was nice. There wasn’t a lot of traffic, the streets were empty and the air was fresh and cool.

When I made it to the school, I looked at the window from my classroom and the buildings across the street, I managed to roughly pinpoint where the bullet came from. The building didn’t seem that far away, it was roughly around 200 meters in distance.

I hid behind a bush that was across the street from the old, gray building.. I can see three police cars parked at the entrance, a cop guarding the front door. I could also see “Keep Out” tape all over the place.

I stared at the building for a solid 20 minutes, trying to figure out a way to get inside without being noticed. I was about to give up when I saw another cop open a side entrance. He joined the cop that is guarding the entrance. They both appear to be distracted.

“This is my chance.” I whispered to myself.

With my now famously awesome ninja skills, I ran as fast as I could and hid behind one of the cop cars. Then, in one incredible, super hero, epic, famous leap, I jumped across the two foot wide sidewalk, and into the alleyway that contained the side door to the building.

I slowly opened the door and peaked inside. The room was empty except for the construction lights that were looming all over the place.

I tiptoed inside and gently closed the door behind me. I have to stay quiet. There were three cop cars out front, that means there is at least one more cop dancing around here somewhere.

I followed a few signs and managed to locate the stairs. I decided that running up the stairs would be the best decision, because it would take forever to tiptoe up the stairway!

I reached the top floor and made my way down a hallway. I can see lights coming out of the window of a room. I’m assuming that the room is being lit up by the sun or “God”, because it was blindingly bright.

“That has to be the room.”

I snuck up to the door and put my ear against it. I couldn’t hear anything. I was about to open the door, then without any warning, someone screamed! It was so loud that I nearly screamed myself!


“W-we don’t know sir. There is no trace of anyone being in here for years.”

It sounds like there are only two people in the room.

The guy who screamed let out a long sigh.

“Let’s grab a coffee and go over everything from the start.”

“Yes sir”

Oh shoot! I have to hide. I skurried to the closest open room I could find and waited for them to leave.

After a few minutes, I snuck into the room.

I can’t believe it, I actually snuck inside! Strike one for Yui.

The room was completely empty aside from the millions of lights blinding me. I walked up to the window. I could see a little, out of place hole in the middle of the window.

I bent down and started looking around the room. keeping my nose a centimeter away from the floor. I went up and down the room, checking every piece of dust. After a solid 20 minutes of looking, I noticed something odd.

I stood up, walked to the front of the door, and looked down at the floor again. I wasn’t imagining it. The floor was glinting, as if there was glitter everywhere. I didn’t notice it before, because all of those dumb blinding lights made it hard to see.

It struck me, again, that incredible jolt of electricity. I ran to the wall that was directly opposite to the window. I searched every nook and cranny.

Then, there it was, a little hole in the wall. It blended in with the rest of the wall because of how weird the bricks were made.

“I think I figured most of it out.”

The door slammed open. My heart jumped to my throat, my poop nearly fell to my pants, my eyes went fuzzy, my life flashed before my eyes.

“Figured what out?” said a man in an angry voice.

There stood a tall, skinny man, with a long brown coat and a deer stalker cap.

“Eh?! O-Oh this isn’t the bathroom, I figured it out!”

I started walking to the door; the man blocked my path.

“Look sir, I really need to go to the bathroom, so if you could ju-”

The man slammed his foot down and stared into my eyes.

Yup, my life is over. I had a good life, sure all I did was watch anime, play on my computer and get into ninja fights with my friends; but it was a life that I enjoyed.

I closed my eyes and accepted my fate.

“What were you doing in here young lady?”

“I was ugh…” I figured the best course of action was to tell him the truth.

“My name is ‘Yui Okada’, I am a student at ’Willowsmere High School’. I am classmate of the girl that died today.

The man continued to stare at me.

“Oh, you do realize that you could be in some serious trouble for lingering around a murder case right? Why are you out this late at night?”

“I couldn’t… just sit around. I saw that girl die in front of me. When I saw the look on her face, something seemed suspicious to me, which is why I came here to investigate.

“Young lady, I understand how you feel, however, you are interfering with a serious investigation. I will have to escort you home and inform your parents.”

Shit, this is all going completely wrong, how am I supposed to get out of this one?

Something on my face must have changed his mind, because his next words were soft and gentle.

“Unless, you can provide us with some information that can help the investigation. Then I might be willing to bring you home without informing anyone.”

This guy was clearly Batman’s BFF, because no one could be as badass as this guy.

"Oh, well, in that case."

I pointed to the floor. "Do you see how the floor is glittering?"

"Yes, the lights make the floor shine pretty brightly don't they?"

"That glitter is glass, and-" I pointed to the wall opposite of the window. "I believe there is a bullet hole in that wall."

The man turned to the police officer. "Officer, Fredrick could you inspect the wall please?"

"Preferably directly across the broken window." I added.

"Yes sir! a-and madam!"

We both watched the police officer inspect the wall.

"Sir! I found the bullet hole."

The man looked at me questioningly. "Hmm, I see, that wall makes it difficult to see the bullet hole How did you know where to look?"

"Well, my deduction leads me to believe that this bullet hole was made months ago, maybe before school started. When that girl was shot earlier, we only heard one gunshot. However, it appears a second shot was fired into this building, giving the illusion that the shooter was in here when he committed his crime."

The man scrunched up his eyebrows and thought about this for a moment. "Then how did he kill the victim?"

I flinched, I knew what was about to come. "T-That I don't know yet."


"B-But I have a few ideas how to figure who did it! You see, this building is abandoned, but what if someone came in here by accident and messed up this fake crime scene? The murderer would probably be upset. I think that the murderer is related to who ever owns this building."

"I suppose that could be true. We contacted the owner a few hours ago, we'll bring him in for questioning tomorrow morning."

"There is one more thing." I remembered the look on that girl’s face again. "I think the victim knew who the murderer was. When she died, her body was facing towards the window, she didn't panic or scream."

I looked down after I finished speaking. The image of the girl getting shot was running through my head over and over again.


Well shit, it looks like it finally got to me. I think I’m about to cry.

I felt a heavy hand land on my shoulder.

"Keep your head up high, a detective doesn't waver that easily."


I looked up shocked and confused.

"A-A detective? What do you mean?"

He looked at me for a few seconds, then his eyebrows raised as if realizing something.

"Surely you're one of those sneaky high school detectives that like to mess around in crime scenes right? That is what you’re here for."


I thought detectives were smelly old guys that smoke a lot and wear cheesy outfits?

"I think you have me misunderstood. I'm no detective, I’m only a student."

"Ha! You could have fooled me. In any case, I think it's time to take you home."

He drove me home in his own car. It was a nice 2 door 2013 Honda Accord. After dropping me off, we traded phone numbers and I snuck back into my house.
I tiptoed to my bedroom, threw off my clothes, put on pajamas and laid down. I started to think about everything that happened tonight, but fatigue finally took over and knocked me out.


I could hear the alarm clock going off, but my body wouldn't move. I suppose Mrs. Alarm didn't know about the long case I was involved in last night.

"Shhhh... I'm trying to sleep."

The alarm clock continued to ring.

If only that could've worked. I slammed my fist on Mrs. Alarm, hoping that I broke it. I picked it up to check.

It read 6:01am. "Sigh... You appear to be perfectly fine."

I was in the middle of getting dressed when my mom knocked on the door. It turned out school was canceled today, and, we won't be going back until next week!

I gave my alarm clock an evil grin.

"I won’t be hearing your whining for a while."

I unplugged my alarm clock from the wall, tossed it in my closet and jumped back in bed.

"Goodnight cruel world!"



Two hours later I wake up and got dressed. I went downstairs to make myself breakfast, when suddenly I got a phone call on my cell phone. The contact ID read "Junichiro Nakashima". It's the man from last night!


Darn it, I forgot to answer it.

"Hello?" I said again.

"Yui did you see the newspaper today?"

"No I haven't, what happened?"

"Go have a look for yourself."

I ran to the front door and found the newspaper laying on our front porch. I quickly opened it up.


The headlines read: "Murderer at Willowsmere High School has been caught!"
It turned out that the murderer was Kaito Fukuda, and he was the boyfriend to the victim Sera Sakamoto. They have been dating for a few months. He told her that he would kill her in front of everyone and then kill himself. She was shot at school to prove to everyone how much they /love/ each other. There was also mention of a high school detective that mysteriously showed up and gave the police a huge step forward in finding the culprit. It also turned out that the owner of the abandoned building was his father. Then it went on to describe in detail how he did it, he used a rope to climb down the side of the building and shot the victim, then he used some contraption to slingshot the gun over the school and into the fields. Kaito and his family will be going to court. There is no mention to whom the mysterious detective is.

I completely forgot that detective Nakashima was still on the phone.

"Hello? Yui? Are you still there?"

"Sorry, I can't believe it, we did it!"


"It was all thanks to you Yui. How about we go get lunch together some time?"

We talked about lunch, the court date, future plans for myself into possibly becoming a high school detective and finally I thanked him.

"One more thing detective Nakashima."

"Oh, call me Junichiro."

"Right, Junichiro, there is still one more thing that has been bugging me."

"Well spit it out."

"Don't you think that this murder was a little too smart for a high school student? He had this whole thing planned out months before dating Sera."

"Hmm, maybe he had a serious grudge with the victim,  besides, you are a high school student yourself, and you nearly solved the case!"

"I guess you’re right."

I thanked him again and said goodbye.

Meh, maybe I should get over it, I just helped solve my first case!


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