You lose, Light. I told you when we first met, that I’d be the one writing your name in my notebook when you die. It’s the agreement that’s made between a Shinigami who brings a notebook to the Human World and the first human who picks up the notebook. I don’t know when you’ll die if they put in prison. And it’s too much of a pain to wait around. It’s all over. You should die right here. We’ve eased each other’s boredom for quite a while. It’s been quite…fun.