Deadman's question Kira! Another one for the villains appearing in your house series!

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Knock! Knock!

That must be the delivery man! You put the knife aside, temporarily abandoning making lunch to check the door. "I'll be there in a moment!" You shouted, quickly washing your hand and wiping them on your apron.

Dashing through the hallway, you opened the door without thinking. "Sorry for making you w- Gah!" But upon opening it, you felt a strong gust of wind hit your face making you cover your eyes with your sleeve out of reflex. After the gust of wind relaxed, your eyes wandered around looking for the person who knocked. "Jesus Christ... Where did the wind learn to knock?" You shook your head and closed the door thinking it was just the neighbor's kid pranking you. But as you turn around, you were met with a chest. You didn't bump into it, rather, you walked through it.

Absolutely spooked out, you screamed and stumbled backward giving you a whole view of the thing you walked through. It was a man with patterned holes(?) in his clothes, a cool bowler hat, and short blonde hair. He was just as surprised as you, although you were more scared than anything. "Who are you?!" You screamed at the man and threw a slipper at him. The slipper hit him and took him out of his daze.

"You-you can see me?" The mysterious bowler hat man stammered, still shocked. You grabbed the other slipper and threw it at him while yelling, "Yes! I can!-" Running out of items to throw, you panicked and dashed to the kitchen with him following you. Grabbing the knife you pointed it at him. "Why are you here?! More importantly- How did I phase through you?" He avoids the edge of the knife but you kept on pointing it at him. "Please don't point your knife at me. It's rude." You stared at him like he was some idiot. Confused and infuriated, you approached him with your knife.

"YOU BROKE INTO MY HOUSE!"

He stood his ground and responded. "You opened your door and let me in." You stop in your tracks. Well, he does have a point... in some way.. "I- fuck!" Frustrated, you slammed the knife back on the counter. You ruffle your hair and ask him. "H-How does that even work? How- What even you?" He looks around your kitchen before answering. "I ask myself that often too but as of now, I am a ghost." You squint your eyes at him, not believing his words at first.'Well, if time travelers and aliens are real then ghosts would be real too... And explains how I went through him.'

Sighing deeply, you crossed your arms leaning on the kitchen counter. There's still plenty of questions you needed answers to and you asked. "So, why are you here?" You questioned, seemingly too calm after some stranger entered your home. "I am looking for a home. Mostly a home where no one would bother me." He replies, looking at the pictures and magnets stuck on your fridge."Huh, weird..." You mumbled while rubbing your chin in thought. "Don't ghosts have places they're bound to?"

"You're oddly calm. Completely the opposite of earlier." He ignores your question, not wanting to answer some of your silly topics. You sat down on one of the dining chairs and motioned for him to sit down too. "It's a long story." He accepts the invitation and sits down too. "I have time." You chuckle and mumble "Of course you do." Getting comfortable in your seat, you asked him if he wanted tea first but shook his head "no". Makes sense since he can't drink living tea.

And so, you rambled to your ghost companion the bizarre months that had been happening to you, the lunch you were making were quickly forgotten.

He would sometimes add a comment or made a humming noise to indicate he was listening. "-he spat out the sandwich! Would you believe that?!" Taking in a deep breath, you huffed. Finally finishing your rant but then you realized something. You haven't even gotten his name yet! "A-ah... I... I got so caught up in the moment that I forgot to introduce myself." He also realizes this and nods, urging you to go first.

"Y/N L/N." You outstretched your hand to him to shake. "Kira Yoshikage. And I can't shake your hand." Realizing this mistake, you hesitantly answered back. "Just shake it..." He complies. The ghost puts out his hand, aligning it with yours, and shaking it with the same rhythm as yours. You grinned.

"You said earlier you needed a place to stay right? Well, I won't mind." He was taken aback by your sudden trust in him. "Would you really trust a random ghoul that you just met?" You shrugged your shoulders in response. "Yeah. Why not?" Kira couldn't figure you out. Earlier you were freaking out badly and now you were so trusting of a man you just met, a ghosty man even.

"There has to be an exchange for this." 'An assassination in exchange perhaps?' He thoughts while he looks at you very warily while you sat on your chair, hand cupping your cheeks. You scoff and stifle a laugh. "No, I just need you to babysit for me. You can have the empty room upstairs if you agree."

"Does a family member live with you?" You shook your head left to right. "I live alone with a couple of roommates." This was a tough choice. Kira would get a room of his own that you were kind enough to give and not to mention, you also won't bug him by freaking out that there's a ghost in the house (Although your roommates could be a problem). Thinking about the pros and cons, he agrees. "I'll stay here for the meantime until I found a place." You beamed at him and stood up from your seat. "Then that settles it! Welcome to the bizarre household, Mr. Kira."

You made jazz hands while he stared at you in thought. 'What an odd human. I think I may just like them.'