A second murder shook the town of Cartesio. Clarisse's ambush plan ended with Katsuki Bakugou's death. Now what?
Nothing to be done other than continuing their life and watch what happens. After two weeks, after the deaths they have seen, it's hard to think there's a way out. The only option is to wait for the right chance to turn the tables and see a weak point in the Sergeant's plans -- and hopefully not see any murders.
The townspeople's attitude towards the tourists soured even more. The destruction of the church was much worse than anything they had seen so far, and they ran out of patience. People who in the past were nice and wanted nothing more than to make the tourists happy now aren't afraid of saying to their faces what's what. Random pedestrians shout at the visitors, telling them to stop being criminals. Although there are a few who have more patience than the rest, general opinion is clear:
The tourists are nuisances, to say the least.
In the lobby of the motel there's a few more brochures, and
the maps have been updated once again.
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Does he like you?
[Somehow not surprising now that he's witnessed Kino's sucking up powers first hand.....]
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I think so. He agreed to test taste my food and encouraged me to practice getting better at cooking.
[There is possibly a lot to unpack there.]
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Why did that happen?
[Let's dial this back to territory Keith can actually relate to.]
Were you trying to poison him?
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[Wow Keith.]
The first time, no one had died yet, so I thought I would try to get the townspeople interested in him. But then I saw how he ate it and got curious, so the next time I brought food to see how he would keep eating it, just to see if I could see what the shadows were doing.
This last time I just got excited about cooking.
[>Kino
>Priorities.]
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[Okay, that wasn't very mild.]
Why are you feeding the guy who's trying to get us to kill people like that's completely normal?
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[Kino doesn't sound especially offended.]
Trying to attack him or poison him isn't likely to work. He knows what we're up to, so slipping poison into his food is meaningless at best and gets me killed at worst. So instead, we have pleasant talks over meals and sometimes he tells me useful things.