“Thanks for the jewel!” Kaito unfolded his hang-glider and made an exit, searching for a place where he could examine this gemstone, and then check if it was the right stone or not. He was so preoccupied in dodging helicopters and searching that he didn’t notice the dark-haired stranger until he ran into him.

“Hey!” The figure yelped and dodged, hovering in midair. No… remarkably, the stranger, who looked to be a little older than Kaito, was keeping himself airborne by a pair of large black wings. He was wearing a black trench coat, and had dark purple hair and eyes. “Watch where you’re going!”

Kaito folded away his hang-glider, switching to a propeller that enabled him to stay still, and quirked an eyebrow. “I don’t usually run into people when I’m tormenting the police.”

“Oh, you too?” Now that Kaito noticed it, the man was also carrying something in a black duffel bag. With a few flaps, the man drew closer and extended a hand. “I’m Dark.”

Kaito accepted the hand, shaking it. “I’m Kaito KID, nice to meet you. If you don’t mind my asking, isn’t it a little bold to let the police know your face?”

Dark shrugged mid-air. “What about it? Not like they can identify me when I don’t want to get caught. What about you?” he enquired, eyeing Kaito’s pristine white garb.

“Just rubbing it in the polices’ faces that they can’t catch me even if you can spot me a mile off. What’s wrong with white?”

“Let’s say there’s an acquaintance of mine that wears white all the time…” Dark sighed.

“Acquaintance?” Kaito’s curiosity had been perked.

“His life ambition would probably involve killing me in a slow and painful manner.”

Kaito winced.
A helicopter whizzed by, temporarily illuminating the two with its spotlight.

“Well then, see you later.” Kaito switched to the hang-glider and coasted away. Dark went the other direction.