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Y/N was getting ready to leave the hotel for a walk, since its actually quiet boring, staying in the room the whole day yesterday.
Something didn't leave her mind alone. Who were the man yesterday at her door? Why are they looking for a girl? Who even are they?
"It's actually none of my problem."
Y/N walked past the old man again, so in politeness she bowed. She was ready to leave but the old man called out for her.
"Excuse me. Yesterday, did someone troubled you?"
"Yeah actually, there was some random persons knocking at my door. They were looking for a women."
"Yes they told me the same.... Come here for a moment."
The old man looked around him like he was scared that someone might hear him. Y/N of course joined him at the administration.
"Well those people weren't really random."
Before continuing his sentence he again looked around, checking if anyones around.
"They are Mr. Daisuke man."
He looked at me super serious, but I looked quiet dumbfounded. Was that name something I should know?
"You don't know who Mr. Daisuke is?"
I shooked my head and the old man just sighed and dropped his head low before looking back at me.
" Daisuke Hayashi. One of the powerful and the most influential man in Tokyo. I don't know how that slipped your ears. Some rumours say that he has a gang or something, but you can't believe everything right? But so he looks really scary, not that he's scary looking but his eyes just give off a cold aura."
"So like he's a big daddy of Tokyo?"
"I don't know why you would address him like that, but I guess so. Just don't mention it to anyone else...you know the "Big daddy of Tokyo." eventually everyone around him needs to watch what they are saying."
"How do you know so much about him?"
Old man laughed and stood up from his seat.
"Oh young lady I have worked here for almost 30 years. People come and go so some of them bad mouth other people."
There was a loud sound coming from the entrance. The old man looked at the door and his eyes widened. He stood straight up and fixed his clothes.
" Welcome here again."
That cought Y/N's attention so she turned around and faced the people who just entered. They were the same people from before, man's in black suits.
They approached Y/N and the old man, sure they truly looked scary. Y/N in the process stepped to the side making some space. She eyed the old man and saw him practically shaking.
"Has the women we looked for yesterday not registered today in this hotel?"
The man that talked with Y/N yesterday looked at her as his eyes somehow showed surprise. Y/N however looked away from the man and looked at the old man.
"I'm leaving now I'll be back around lunch time."
She tapped the counter and walked away giving the man last glance. She walked out of the hotel and took a deep breath of the fresh air.
Y/N decided to go and find some cafe or restaurant to eat breakfast and then go to the building where her apartment is.
After walking around for an hour Y/N finally found a pretty cafe and entered it. Slow music playing in background and a lot of people having breakfast. She walked towards the counter, the officiant looked at her.
"Good morning. I would like something to eat."
He gave her the menu and waited for Y/N's order. For Y/N it was hard to choose between so many delicious foods.
"Mm I would like coffee with two sugars and milk. I will also have pasta.
The officiant nodded, writing down the order before disappearing, what Y/N guess was the kitchen.
Y/N then looked around to find a free seat. She saw a seat next to the window but on the other side there was a man sitting and sipping coffee. She slowly approached the table and looked at the man.
"Umm excuse me. Would you mind if I sit right here? It's really crowded in her and this is the only free seat."
The man didn't answered her question and didn't even look at her. Y/N was kinda offended and sat down either way. She took off her jacket and placed it on the backrest.
She looked outside the window seeing people walking past, some of them looking at her with surprised expression or with terrified.
Y/N felt uncomfortable so she decided to look around the cafe while waiting for the food. But as soon as she turned her head at the people she saw them all looking at her.
