"HOW LONG will it take?" I asked Naoto, I'm being impatient.
"About an hour or two,"
"I can wait longer than that, but those who abduct my mother, they can't," I said.
"Have they texted you?"
I looked my phone, only to notice that there is strange text.
Bring Bonten on this location and I'll let your mother and brother are. Safe and sound.
A picture of my family is attached with the message. I was about to show it to the police but I realized something. They are after Bonten, not the police. I need Manjiro.
"I need to go somewhere, update me if something happens," I get my things take my leave.
"Where are you going?" Naoto stopped me, same time when Hinata with Takemichi entered the station. "You're not planning to go there yourself, aren't you?"
"I just need to take care of something, I won't put myself in danger," I look at Hinata. "I promise," I lied. This is my own problem, and probably Manjiro's too. But they are out of this, I need to solve this on my own, with a little help from him. I called for a cab and I can feel their gazes. "To the asylum, please,"
"I THOUGHT you're sick?" Manjiro asked me the moment I opened the door.
"I need your help," I said, not wasting time, not even a second. I told him what happened, including the messages.
"We will sneak out again," he said. "In 3, 2, 1."
"What do—"
My sentence was cut midway when a loud explosion happened. I cough few times and waited for the ashes to disappear before a tall figure appear before us.
"Boss!" Sanzu greeted us with a smile.
"How have you been?" This dude looks familiar. "Hi, we met again,"
"Rindou?" My eyes widened. "How come.. what the fuck?"
"I know already know what happened to your brother and mother, I was just killing time because they are late for about.. 2 minutes," Mikey said. "Where's Koko?"
"Paying,"
"For the damage," the man named Koko is giving the confused director a bundles of money before approaching us. "Are you Y/N?"
"Uh.. yeah?" I cluelessly answered. "So Mikey.. what are you going to do now?"
"Damn, Sanzu, you should have taken care of this some organization shit that's trying to mess with us," Mikey calmly said while lighting up a cigarette. "Let's go," he held my hand and pull me out of the asylum. I looked at the director who's not even paying attention at us, he's busy counting the money he got. I knew it, he's after the money, what a greedy dude.
