The second lecture that day was in the afternoon and incredibly boring. There were actually students that fell asleep halfway through. The lecturer ignored this and just kept talking in a very monotonous voice. Even Kenji’s thoughts started to trail off. Just not to the happy dreamland that the other students went off to. His thoughts went to the pattern. While today was the right point on the temporal axis he still needed to figure out the coordinates. There was no actual pattern on this question, so he had to figure out the places which had the highest risk of becoming the next crime scene. Travelling in between those places was not likely to be a problem since had been in almost any spot in the area in question already. Thanks to his power he could be in any of those spots in a split second. Just choosing the right one was the problem.<br/>Finally the lecture was over. Some of the other students, with which Kenji often had friendly talks, greeted him, and then loudly continued to discuss their party that evening. They didn’t even lose one thought to inviting Kenji as well. It wasn’t that they didn’t like him, they just didn’t think of that option. Due to his “personal troubles” he would have to decline anyway. As a matter of a fact, he never got invited to any social gatherings.<br/>Until late that evening, Kenji went between all the spots that he could think of to be high risk. He didn’t encounter the one he was looking for. He did witness some other crimes, like robbery, attempted rape and lots of drug deals. The attempted was only because he threw stones at the culprit from all kinds of directions. The criminal didn’t even know what was happening and fled. Kenji didn’t help the confused and scared victim who also had no clue what happened, yet was very relieved as well, and quickly disappeared again. Late that night he got home. Basically he sneaked into his home. Sure, he could have used his power, but he figured getting caught coming home so late was still better than being caught using his power. He didn’t get caught doing either that evening and so he quietly went to bed. On one side relieved on the other more anxious than ever. Today he also didn’t get any closer to his solution. One thing was for sure, tomorrow the sun will rise again. Maybe covered by clouds, or smog, but it will rise nonetheless.