Bleed You Dry

Breakfast Munchies

Fubuki's face would gain minor gratitude as a male's hand brought in a cup of water in front of her as she sat in a comfy CEO style office chair. And speaking of office, it was thanks to the fact the area she was in was an office that belonged to the male who just handed her that very cup same cup of water. A japanese detective with slicked back black hair, a clean cut face, a blue suit with a white shirt underneath that had a black police vest atop of it, matching blue suit pants and brown leather smart shoes fit only for the highest class of stereotypical detectives. His office had the usual ornaments a detective would have such as case files in sizable archive boxes made of cardboard with the precinct's logo, some awards for generic accomplishments as well as the numerous certificates from his years of studies.

"So, Miss Shirakami, I hope my men did not spook you when they escorted you. Now I know you are still a bit...shook after what you described was an...abduction-?"

The door to the room would soon click open before two new figures entered the room, one of which was middle aged Motoaki Tanigo and Hololive's overworked Manager, A-Chan. Both of which had faces of pure worriment upon seeing Fubuki's  scratched to a minor degree face.  Immediately, Fubuki would perk up as A-Chan stopped right in front of her and even giving the talent a gentle hug as Tanigo, or better known as "Yagoo", looked rather relieved before gaining a more serious expression as he turned towards the detective who stood straight.

"Detective Murata. Details of what happened to Miss Shirakami are...fine, to say the least. We just know that she was kidnapped and taken to a warehouse, only to be rescued and set free. Shortly after, a patrol car had spotted and picked her up."

Murata's words had saddened Yagoo immensely as his eyes furrowed into deep pain that Fubuki, his own talent, had to endure such a thing. With A-Chan, she adorned the same sadness as she held Fubuki in her arms. As for Fubuki herself, she would let out a soft sniffle before Murata made his way back up to her before kneeling down to her level. Looking into her eyes as best as he could as A-Chan and Yagoo watched on.

"Miss Shirakami, I want to bring to light the ones who harmed you so they could face the fullest extent of the law. Can you describe the area you were held in? The ones who held you? What of their attire?"

Despite his best to be clear and gentle, his eagerness to aid Fubuki got the better of him as he asked a bit more rapidly. Something that made Fubuki stiffen up a bit as Murata let out a small sigh alongside A-Chan and Yagoo before gaining an idea.

"...What of the ones who saved you? Can you describe them? Anything of note that made them stand out?"

(Now play.)

Upon saying this, Fubuki would actually ease up within A-Chan's arms before slowly bringing up her hands. Making a gesture that meant she wanted a pen and paper as Yagoo immediately caught on alongside Murata as the CEO quickly grabbed a nearby pen whilst Murata grasped a hold of a paper that was actually for a similar case file. Only thing was that case file ended with a grim note...But in Fubuki's place, there was hope as she was handed the pen and paper. Fubuki's hand would begin to doodle away at the paper as all three partners in the room were at attention. It didn't take long for her to finish when she slid the paper forward to Murata as he cocked an eyebrow at the drawing.

The drawing was that of an elegant cross surrounded by an even more elegant crest that created a large vine cluster above said crest. One that was soon gained a golden coloring and dark brown background before it was covered up by a dark brown hood as a groan was now heard soon after. That groan came from none other than the same young man that saved Fubuki with his sister letting out a chuckle right after as she walked right beside him.