"L, you won. You used a woman to destroy my perfect plan."
The moment those words fell, Kannazuki actually smiled.
It wasn't a bitter smile or a vicious grin, but an utterly calm smile of release.
Like a gambler pushing his last chip onto the table, no longer caring whether he won or lost.
L frowned.
That expression was wrong.
Someone cornered with nowhere left to go shouldn't react like this.
"But, L-"
Kannazuki raised his right hand with perfect ease, while his left gripped the crown of his mechanical watch.
"Winning the game doesn't mean you'll leave the board alive."
Click.
He unscrewed the crown.
L's pupils abruptly contracted.
He saw it-a tiny piece of black paper, cut to the size of a fingernail, hidden inside Kannazuki's watch.
It was a scrap from the Death Note.
"Protect the principal!"
The two bodyguards behind L drew their guns almost simultaneously.
But Kannazuki was faster.
He had bitten his tongue on the way here, and blood had now been pooling in his mouth for three full seconds.
He lowered his head, spat blood onto his right index finger, and rapidly traced it across the scrap smaller than a fingernail.
The first name.
Bodyguard A.
The Shinigami Eyes flickered wildly in his pupils, dark red text and streams of data exploding across his vision. One glance was all he needed to burn the name into his mind.
The second name.
Bodyguard B.
Two names, written in no more than a second and a half.
Bang!
A gun fired.
The bullet from Bodyguard A's pistol pierced Kannazuki's left shoulder.
The searing pain sent him staggering back two steps. Blood gushed from the exit wound behind his shoulder blade, splashing a horrifying red blossom onto the floor.
But his right hand didn't stop.
The