এল-মৃত্যু পত্র sat boredly, chewing on a piece of চকোলেট as he examined the screen in front of him. He wiggled his bare toes and frowned deeply at the blinking graphs and numbers on the screen. He began nibbling absentmindedly at a small truffle and failed to notice light footsteps coming from behind him. The sound of Watari clearing his throat filled the silent room, but এল-মৃত্যু পত্র still didn't turn to acknowledge the elderly man.
"Ryuzaki," he said, "I was wondering... Would it be unwise to recruit another member to the task force?" এল-মৃত্যু পত্র shifted a bit in his আসন and swallowed the chocolaty morsel he had been chewing.
"Well," এল-মৃত্যু পত্র finally spoke. "Yes, that probably would help quite a bit. But I have no doubts that I could solve the Kira case on my own. Even if I couldn't, we still have many members. New blood would probably be quite helpful, but we shouldn't trouble ourselves at the moment. Besides, it's five in the morning. We can think about something like that later."
"Yes, Ryuzaki," Watari said, "I understand."

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Twenty-one-year-old Akimi Shion tossed and turned in her শীর্ষ bunk. She had unconsciously managed to মোড়ানো herself in the blanket so that her feet were ট্যাঙ্গেল্ড in the blue fabric and her arms were trapped in a few loops of the blanket. A couple আরো squirming motions, and she tumbled off the bed, crashing from ten feet above ground.
Groaning, she picked herself up, still dazed from sleep and her unexpected fall. She rubbed her aching head and dragged herself over to her window, drawing the curtains. A night sky glittering with stars was revealed, but with a glimmer of sunlight at the horizon. "Ugh..." she groaned, "I can't believe I woke up this early... And on Saturday, too!" Akimi stretched and went to her computer, deciding to work on her story.
'The deathly cold touch of the odd man sent shivers down my spine. He reached for my hand to help me up, and I gladly accepted it.'
This left Akimi at a standstill. 'ARGH!' she though, 'What should happen to Souko next? Maybe I should...'

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About five hours later, at ten in the morning, এল-মৃত্যু পত্র took a small bite of কেক as he pondered Watari's suggestion. Aizowa, Mitsuda, Chief Yagami, and Light were all in the room with him, examining the computer screen that showed Kira's সাম্প্রতিক murder trend. He glanced half heartedly at the flickering numbers and symbols as he toyed with the স্ট্রবেরি using his fork. Light turned to him.
"Hey, Ryu- um... Ryuzaki? What's wrong?" Light asked. এল-মৃত্যু পত্র sighed as the task force turned to him.
"Nothing is wrong, I'm simply thinking."
"It doesn't look like you're thinking too hard to me. Plus, you're sitting normally."
এল-মৃত্যু পত্র glanced at his legs and, sure enough, he was hunched over the টেবিল with legs forming a right angle on the edge of the chair. "It seems you're right, Light," he stated, assuming his typically sitting position, weight resting on balls of his feet as he jabbed the স্ট্রবেরি with his fork. "Light, I would like to speak with you. Come here," এল-মৃত্যু পত্র said. He picked himself up with his hands using the arms of his chair, swung forward, and leapt off the chair. He slouched, walking out of the room, with Light tailing.
"So, what is it, Ryuzaki?" Light asked. এল-মৃত্যু পত্র scratched his scruffy black hair.
"Well, assuming আপনি aren't Kira, I have a প্রশ্ন for you."
"What kind of প্রশ্ন do আপনি mean?"
"Well... It's আরো like I need... advice."
"Advice?"
"Yes. Watari recently suggested something rather... intriguing."
"What?"
"Well... He was thinking that we should recruit another member to the task force. All the police are either afraid অথবা incapable, we can't ask too much of the government, the army is simply out of the প্রশ্ন for obvious reasons, so we would have to recruit a normal person. I was thinking about going with. Do আপনি have any suggestions for who we might recruit? আপনি were a typical college student before this, so আপনি must know someone." Light seemed to be a bit shocked, but he thought a bit.
"Well, there is Mari Shibun, but she's in India right now. Studying abroad. She would've definitely been able to do it, though, because she was always the first one to solve any deductive reasoning প্রশ্ন in math. She was also always the first one to solve the mystery when we read mystery novels in class. She would figure out Sherlock Holmes mysteries দ্বারা about one fifth of the rising action. She would've been able to do the job amazingly."
"But আপনি just ব্যক্ত she's studying abroad in India."
"Yeah... Well, there's also Akimi Shion."
"Akimi?"
"Yeah. She's living in Osaka with her family right now. We could call her over easily. She's an লেখক right now, and she writes mystery novels. Akimi was great with riddles and puzzles, and she is amazing when it comes to piecing clues together. She's great at things like that. I could call her right now, if আপনি want. She's an old friend of mine, and I have her on my contacts."
"No, no. Give me her number. I'd like to speak to her myself and use my phone. That way I have my voice synthesizer, and it'll be much আরো convincing. I doubt anyone would believe it if their best friend from high school called all of a sudden and said, 'Hey! A detective named এল-মৃত্যু পত্র wants আপনি to solve the Kira case with us!' আপনি know?"
Light laughed a bit. "Yeah, you're probably right. I'll input her number into your phone." এল-মৃত্যু পত্র handed Light his phone and Light pressed a few buttons before handing the phone back to L. এল-মৃত্যু পত্র pressed the contact and held the phone up to his ear in his typical odd manner. Someone picked up, and a light, feminine voice said, "Hello?"

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Akimi picked up her ringing phone. She looked at the caller ID, but all it had was staticy looking আবর্জনা and a message underneath that read, 'This number cannot be displayed'. She flipped the light green phone and asked, "Hello? Who is this?"
A synthesized voice replied with, "Hello, Akimi Shion. I am L." Akimi stifled a laugh.
"Alright, alright," she said, "which one of আপনি is it this time? Kiyo? Shirugi? Who's pranking me now?"
"No one is pranking you, Miss Akimi. I am the detective L. I'm sure you've heard of me, as I am investigating the Kira case." Akimi frowned.
"Yeah, right," she said, annoyed. "And why exactly would এল-মৃত্যু পত্র of all people want to call me?"
"Because I know your friend, Light Yagami. We would like আপনি to যোগদান the Kira investigation as an official member of the task force."
"Sure. Uh huh."
"Do আপনি want proof?"
"Of course."
The sound of a phone being passed and an odd mechanical snap was heard, before Light's destinctive voice was on the other end. "Hey, Akimi. It's been a while. Just so আপনি know, this really isn't a prank. I told L- I mean Ryuzaki, about how good আপনি are with crime solving and investigation skills, and we want আপনি to join."
"Le what?"
"You heard me."
"Um... Wow. So... um... Okay, I guess."
Another snap was heard, and the synthesized voice of এল-মৃত্যু পত্র came through again. "Think over this very carefully, alright Akimi? This is very dangerous. One wrong সরানো could get আপনি killed. As much as we would like to recruit you, we must be very careful about who we choose. Think about it for a moment. If আপনি agree to যোগদান us, আপনি will be putting your life at risk and Kira won't hesitate to kill আপনি if he finds out your name. If আপনি aren't absolutely positive, say no. I will call আপনি in three days. That should be enough time to make a decision. Goodbye."
Dialtone.
Akimi shivered as a chill rushed through the room.
Kira.
Kira.
Kira.
"I'll do it..."