'He can be trusted.' It was her mantra. 'He can be trusted.' Kimiko had to keep repeating it, so she could believe it. 'He can be trusted.' Oh? Something was a bit amiss. Unlike the time previous there were several people crowded around the Grand Theft Auto game machine. Several were wearing matching school uniforms and were discussing the Urban Legend known as the Geno Killer. "Wait don't let anyone get rid of it, before we take a picture!" said one. "Yep! He was definitely here, challenged a bunch of random scores. No one saw any reason though!" another guy said. "Shit we barely missed him, but why challenge a bunch of low scores if he beat the high one?" they questioned aloud. Kimiko squeezed through to see the machine and what she saw made her face break out into a strange smile. She looked at the screen and saw that he'd flipped the numbers on the high score, but more over, there were 10 challenges issued. "Oi oi, don't challenge it, we're trying to figure out why he did it!" someone excitedly uttered. "Sou ka, no problem, I just want to see it too..." she said. After a few moments she saw the challenges issued in addition to her now secondary score. The cipher was her own so it was rather easy to read in the moment. Placing those numbers in order her eyes lit up and an excited giggle escaped her. She then turned and left the arcade with a confused group of young teens staring at her. "Eh? Maybe she was just crazy. No one gets the Geno Killer!" one child exclaimed.
He was wrong. She fully understood, she could have squealed her happiness in this moment. 'He's waiting!' Knowing that information made the girl's heart so light. She couldn't even help but feel quite elated at it. And with that lightness in her heart came the clarity of her mind. She had to think about how best to find him. He claimed in two of his forms to have given her all the information she needed to find him. And had gone beyond to claiming he wanted to be found. As she walked towards her own home again she began putting together her next set of thoughts. What did she know? 'He goes to my school. He loves puzzles and video games. He has an oddly political mind and is a bit ill tempered. Can't complain about that last part, I get it.' She thought in a line of branches into several different lines of thought. 'Wouldn't be directly involved with Student Council we're similar and I am not involved with them either though they want me to be. It's carrying and the Geno Killer doesn't carry.' She marked off a line of thought completely and back tracked. 'Ill-tempered means he could be a punk, but... that doesn't fit with the big-brother mentality either. His sister is a bit spoiled by his attention and admitted to being sickly while she was here. He wouldn't do anything that could have potentially jeopardized her. Mark that off too.' Her walk towards home had become a roving map in her mind as she tried various lines of thought to get her towards figuring out the Geno Killer's identity. 'People know he does puzzles, because he finds that annoying he hides his identity in video games. He even advised me to do the same when we talked on the ship. That means, no one would know who he was, if I mentioned gaming. Knowing his gamer tag also lets me rule out any potential claims anyone would have to being him but so does his love of puzzles.' She moved forward from that thought to the next one pausing at a crosswalk. That was a pretty straight forward line of thought which led her pretty close to a reasonable conclusion, ah, but that wouldn't really work at face value. 'Hm, but he doesn't want people bothering him. He wouldn't just be a member of the Puzzle Club. I couldn't just walk in looking for him...' she twisted that lock of hair around as she continued to think over this problem. She took it back a few steps. 'He doesn't want people bothering him, and he wouldn't be a member of the Puzzle Club... but someone in the Puzzle Club should know who is he... because they've been trying to recruit him.' Her eyes lit up! Potentially one step closer, to solving this puzzle of the boy. So, she at least knew what the next step of her journey was, in her search to find the real Geno Killer, she needed to find those who sought him for his puzzle solving abilities. This mean being indirect, she needed information about the Puzzle Club, its members and their practices. She didn't doubt her ability to get information out of people, but it was definitely easier if she came with full ammunition. So, she pulled out her phone and sent a text message to a certain Systems Administrator of her company. She was about to pay the girl to do some off the books work for her.