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Matsuda was planning something by the smug grin he attempted to hide from view, but failed in doing so as it continued to annoy both L and Light. And they knew exactly what he was scheming, too.
"Matsuda-san," L spoke, tip of his finger balanced delicately on his bottom lip, "You wouldn't be planning to decorate my building in season tidings behind my back, would you? I have already stated previously that I disapproved of such a thing. I cannot afford to have holiday decorations taking my attention. We have a very serious case to work on."
Light ruffled some papers. He didn't look at the detective because L had stared at the computer screen for over two hours and had not looked at anything else; he often wondered how well L's eyesight really was because he often saw things quickly and with detail, but all that time before the screen had to make some damage.