GoldEnamel burst out laughing.
"Nice joke, kid!"
But the next instant-
He was standing right in front of Jamie's face.
W-what the hell?!
Jamie instinctively took a step back, stumbling as he tried to put some distance between them. His eyes locked with GoldEnamel's, and his voice came out as little more than a gasp.
This guy... He's fast...
GoldEnamel slowly ran his fingernail along Jamie's jaw.
"You three kids? This is all it took to figure out my shit?"
"There is no way mere goody-good shoes like you three could hack into my gambling app AND track down our fucking locker!"
GoldEnamel's gaze shifted between Light and Jamie, his eyes narrowing.
A bead of sweat trickled down Daeho's forehead.
Neither Light nor Jamie responded.
Light stood frozen in place, his eyes scanning the enormous crowd of thugs surrounding them. He had never witnessed anything like this before.
And every single one of them was here for HIM.
Silence.
Jamie and Light were too afraid to speak. Their friend was being held hostage, and all they could do was stand there and watch the situation unfold.
GoldEnamel let out a sigh and turned toward the crowd behind him.
"Hey... Slice his neck off."
The thug holding Daeho tightened his grip as the butter knife drew dangerously close to his neck.
"STOP!"
Daeho's desperate scream echoed through the campus.
"It wasn't us! We had help! Please, don't kill me! I don't want to die!"
GoldEnamel paused.
"Help...?"
He tilted his head slightly.
"Help, you say?"
This time, he turned to face Daeho fully.
"Was it an organisation? Some kind of cybersecurity team?"
His eyes narrowed.
"Which organisation helped you?"
Daeho swallowed nervously.
"I-it wasn't an organisation... It was-"
"No, Daeho! You mustn't tell him!"
Light's voice rang across the campus.
GoldEnamel turned his head slightly, directing his gaze toward Light.
"You want your friend to be killed just to protect your helper?"
His lips curled into a mocking smile.
"You're pathetic."
Light instinctively took a step back.
What else am I supposed to do?!
If we expose Magg's identity, he'll be in trouble...
But what about Daeho?
Light clenched his fists.
He couldn't just stand there and watch his friend get hurt.
He took a deep breath.
"Fine... I'll tell you."
GoldEnamel's smile widened.
"But you have to promise me you won't hurt them..."
GoldEnamel's lips curled into a sly grin.