#god. poor hajime. getting played like a violin by a murderer who seems to thrive on his suffering

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Oh? Serial killer Nagito and detective Hajime? Why would you post this at 11 I'm going to be thinking about this for the rest of the night now >:^. For that blessing blurse curse you have to listen to me ramble now.

"The Luckster" killed those who are hopeful. Like, a lot. He says (note; he doesn't actually "say" this since if he told this to anyone they'd either get him arrested or they're dead. He'll leave notes that are fully intended to fuck with Hajime and frustrate him. This works very well because wdym there's no fingerprints? Or a traceable handwriting?? Hajime definitely doesn't lose sleep over this) that it's to inspire the "talentless" and help them become hopeful like those he killed, but some people suspect it's to get rid of people he thinks are above him (that's somewhat true, given his huge inferiority complex, but if he were killing everyone he thought was above him Japan would be fucking gone). He also tends to play with the detectives after him before killing them- "While you're practically beaming with hope, and I'd hate to kill someone merely trying to take out the trash, I can't simply just let you live, ahaha! So do relax a little as I practice my aim." Multiple had gunshot wounds through the eye. Some were bludgeoned. Some straight up impaled. It was... a varied result.

With Hajime, however, he couldn't really him let part from this world. Yes, he was filled with hope like the others, but this hope was... different. Like he was the only person who could contain it. Like he had true hope. And he couldn't take that away. So, he played with Hajime. But it didn't end.

It was strings of casualties theorised to be within minutes of each other. It was inconsistent pauses in his work that would happen constantly. It was the messages ranting of his hope and how he can't bear to tear it from humanity that were thrown through his window soon after a murder. It was the constant change of murder weapons (one time he had enough luck to drop a piano on a blonde girl wandering around far too late at night- it wasn't as funny as in the cartoons. Hajime would have a very hard time figuring out how the hell he got a piano to drop from such a weak tree.) that would range in awfulness. It was the occasional picture he would leave of obscure parts of him- smiles, tufts of hair, sometimes the of his feet around the blood of the victim. He was having a fun time, if you couldn't tell.

*woo little transition woo*

Hajime was a rookie detective. That being said, he grabbed the hardest case first chance to prove himself. Kirigiri wouldn't have permitted it, but she knew Hajime was capable. And so, she handed him the most recent murder files related to.

He luckily chooses one where the body wasn't found yet, but a tip off from a stranger(def not Nagito trying to lure a detective to murder their ass lmao). A body in a highschool auditorium, 12 blocks away. Hajime thanks Kirigiri, and heads off.

Chihiro Fujisaki, pinned up to a curtain on the stage, somehow not falling. It appeared to be bludgeoning, but there were other potential weapons lying around, seemingly out of place. He'd need forensics to do any more evidence searching. And so, he left the school, unaware of the cloudy haired man watching him leave from a seat in the back.

After that, every case related went to fucking hell. Strings of murders. Photos of smiles and feet near blood. Messages written with kind neatness but containing incomprehensible rambles that came off as... threats, maybe? Girls being crushed by fucking pianos. He only got sleep every few days. Coffee cups littered his desk and home.

God, he prayed for the day he got to arrest this bastard. ( I keep makin this shit so long wtf pls don't feel intimidated by it I know that happens when you get long asks :( )

So apparently my Long Ask Complex didn’t apply here because I ate this up????? Dude???????

God Nagito would toy with his food like this. He says he’s doing it for the sake of hope or whatever, but if you ask Hajime, he seems to be having the time of his fucking life doing it at the expense of everyone put on this damn case. But Hajime’s nothing if not stubborn, so he’s obviously gonna keep pushing through with this. Even if he feels like he’s being watched during these investigations more and more.