Unknowingly Aster and Amber stumbled into a park (they had no idea of the events that had or would transpire there). The other foreign people were there too. Suddenly another person appeared and the blond girl who had a caste on her leg gasped. Aster whipped his head to see...a human probably. He shouldn't be rude.
Throughout the man's speech Aster could not feel any looks on him from the Japanese people that had significantly grown in number since the early hours of morning. That was strange. In a land where people would reverse their cars to see a foreign girl wearing a school uniform, that was definitely strange. Everyone seemed...invisible. Everyone hadn't been invisible before the skeleton man showed up.
The man continued to tell them how he knew about everything and how there would be KID attack. And he dropped that everyone was a member of a particular forum. Well Aster was part of a lot forums but...oh he meant Detective Conan World! 'Now, I wonder if I can fit neechan into my bag'
An uncharacteristic calm descended over Aster's features, the look in his eyes changed. He seemed...dangerous? Everyone said he looked thirsty for blood whenever the topic of people dying came up. 'We need to prevent it. But it depends on these beings capable of pride to think if they've been entrusted or challenged. I think confusion is more likely though.'
Well, Aster had no idea about some members. Two more he could easily recognize; a tall elder with a childish appearance and a quick-tempered female with a penchant for speaking in Filipino whenever angry. Not many DCWers were like that. Then the other three... "I'm going to call everyone's attention neechan. If you want to go somewhere or not be near me, now's the chance."
Then Aster raised his hand high, enough to get everyone's attention. Some people seemed like they wanted to say something but the serious look on his face told them to be quiet. He'd turn a deaf ear to them anyway, many lives were at stake for people to start indulging in personal differences.
"I don't need to who you are; I don't care who you are. If you have reason to doubt the skeleton, you may say so. But since lives are at stake we should take it all as the truth, even if we end up looking like idiots at the 109 station in the end. Looking like an idiot is nothing compared to people dying. In case you feel like people introducing themselves should be better, I'll just say I'm the banana guy. Your identity is up to you."