Week 6 - Friday

[nosediving]

Connor!

[Morning has passed. With no time to waste, Shang Qinghua hastily makes his way over to the duo. He looks at Connor, then Guy, and lets out a cough.]

Ahem . . . With respect, Qinghua requests to speak with Connor's charge. [He looks at Connor again.] It would be good if you were to see this, too.

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[menially]

[/distant jaws music/

Guy just kind of half rolls his eyes at Connor, closing the space with the stranger with a nod.]

Alright. What's on your mind?

[nosediving]

[With a bewildered look thrown Connor's way, Shang Qinghua refocuses on Guy.]

This is our first time speaking, so you'll have to forgive me for being frank.

Hiro Hamada, Ishikirimaru, and Kogoro Mouri. Among these participants, what do you have in common with them? Do you know?

[menially]

Odd question.

Do you mean something in common across all three in total, or just individually?

[nosediving]

All three . . . However, it must be something that's more common in the young man—Hiro Hamada.

[menially]

...Nothing that I'm aware of, unfortunately. I haven't even really spoken with Mouri, outside of the trials.

What's this about?

[nosediving]

[Of course, it's never easy.

Gulping, he reaches in his robe to pull out a piece of paper. He holds it out for Guy and Connor to read: Guy (XX) Hiro (XXXX) Ishikirimaru (XX) Mouri (XX)]

Great Indulgence delivered this letter from those who passed on earlier.

As someone whose name has been listed here, I've been looking for you all morning. Earlier this week, I saw you answering questions from our fellow participants. So . . . what do you think?

[menially]

[UH............ THAT'S SLIGHTLY ALARMING]

This... looks like the notebook they found when Ava died.

I was on that list, too, though I had way more markings than this. We never figured that one out, either...

[nosediving]

There are fewer names on this list. Even so, you really have no idea?

[He looks more concerned than anything else. What could this mean?]