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Part 4
Chapter 18
[Shiro]
'Are you okay?' I asked Mei as we drove past Shinjiku Station. She turned and looked at me with terror in her eyes.
'I'm fi—', her words were cut off when she suddenly vomited on the car floor.
'You don't look fine'. She looked at me, laid her head back on the car seat, 'I'm fine, just drive'. I wouldn't blame her if she wasn't, seeing the people who raised you for so long, slaughtered and their remains scattered all over the house is not something a normal person would take in without any psychological trauma. Even so, that encounter was strange. The Hofuru No Yoru are mercenaries mainly specializing in espionage against organizations outside Japan. They have never been an organization that kills the innocent or even take a job against the AOA. Yet I don't find it surprising, if Chizuro has them under his payroll, he might as well have the other organizations on his side and if that's the case, then things will be tougher, a lot tougher. I parked the car a few meters away from my apartment building. We got out and walked. I held Mei's hand as we entered, took the elevator and got to my door. As I unlocked the door, it swung open, I sneaked in pulling Mei behind me. The lights were off and the moonlight shone through the 100 square meter glass. I approached the fridge, opened it slowly then pulled out my sword. Mei and I approached the sofa in the living room, a beautiful, small woman with a pale complexion was sleeping there wearing nothing but my shirt.
'Aunty?' I whispered. She opened her black eyes and the moonlight bounced off them making them look blue.
'I was starting to think you were never coming', she said as she yawned and stretched herself arms. I jumped to hug her.
'Easy there kiddo, did you miss me that much?' She hugged me back. 'Oh, hello there Lady Misaki, sit down'. I stood up straight.
'Where were you?' I asked.
'Hiroshima, Chizuro kidnapped me but of course he made a big mistake by leaving his men alone with me.'
I sat down, 'Where is he?'
He said he's coming to you. Someone...
[Shiro]
'Are you okay?' I asked Mei as we drove past Shinjiku Station. She turned and looked at me with terror in her eyes.
'I'm fi—', her words were cut off when she suddenly vomited on the car floor.
'You don't look fine'. She looked at me, laid her head back on the car seat, 'I'm fine, just drive'. I wouldn't blame her if she wasn't, seeing the people who raised you for so long, slaughtered and their remains scattered all over the house is not something a normal person would take in without any psychological trauma. Even so, that encounter was strange. The Hofuru No Yoru are mercenaries mainly specializing in espionage against organizations outside Japan. They have never been an organization that kills the innocent or even take a job against the AOA. Yet I don't find it surprising, if Chizuro has them under his payroll, he might as well have the other organizations on his side and if that's the case, then things will be tougher, a lot tougher. I parked the car a few meters away from my apartment building. We got out and walked. I held Mei's hand as we entered, took the elevator and got to my door. As I unlocked the door, it swung open, I sneaked in pulling Mei behind me. The lights were off and the moonlight shone through the 100 square meter glass. I approached the fridge, opened it slowly then pulled out my sword. Mei and I approached the sofa in the living room, a beautiful, small woman with a pale complexion was sleeping there wearing nothing but my shirt.
'Aunty?' I whispered. She opened her black eyes and the moonlight bounced off them making them look blue.
'I was starting to think you were never coming', she said as she yawned and stretched herself arms. I jumped to hug her.
'Easy there kiddo, did you miss me that much?' She hugged me back. 'Oh, hello there Lady Misaki, sit down'. I stood up straight.
'Where were you?' I asked.
'Hiroshima, Chizuro kidnapped me but of course he made a big mistake by leaving his men alone with me.'
I sat down, 'Where is he?'
He said he's coming to you. Someone...
