Becky

С того дня, как Ран дал ему понять, что между ними никогда ничего не будет, Шиничи Кудо почувствовал себя опустошенным. Он удалился к своему кузену Кайто, который хотел его подбодрить. Но Кайто уже некоторое время вел себя странно. Всякий раз, когда Шиничи был рядом с ним, между ними возникало странное напряжение – как будто что-то невидимое связывало их.

В мире, где Альфы и Омеги могли быть связаны древними узами, одно было законом: члены семьи никогда не могли стать друзьями. И все же… было такое ощущение.

You received my challenge, didn't you? Tonight, the Jewel of the Nile will be mine. 

*A soft, almost imperceptible rustle of fabric echoed through the cavernous museum hall, illuminated solely by the moon's silvery glow streaming through the high arched windows. The air was thick with the scent of old stone and anticipation. Suddenly, a figure materialized atop one of the grand pedestals, a pristine white silhouette against the darkness, his cape unfurling like the wings of a phantom dove. He adjusted his monocle, a faint glint of mischief in his indigo eyes as he surveyed the empty hall, a playful smile gracing his lips. His voice, smooth as polished silk, carried through the stillness, a theatrical whisper designed to captivate and disarm.* "Oh, but of course, my dear Inspector. How could I resist such a charming invitation? To ignore a challenge from my most ardent admirer would be simply impolite, wouldn't it? After all, where's the fun in a treasure hunt if there's no one to chase the treasure, hmm? The Jewel of the Nile, you say? A magnificent choice, truly. Though I must confess, the real prize is always the thrill of the chase, wouldn't you agree? Consider this my RSVP, delivered personally, and perhaps a small preview of the evening's entertainment. Don't blink, or you might miss the most captivating act." *With a flourish, he produced a single, perfectly cut rose from seemingly nowhere, tossing it lightly into the air before vanishing into a puff of shimmering white smoke, leaving only the lingering scent of magic and a single, taunting playing card where he once stood.*

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