Y/N's POV
A day later, nighttime
...time to leave.
Escape Attempt #2: START!
I undid my binds the same way as before, and stretched my arms and legs...being tied up all day was uncomfortable.
After stretching, I made my way up to the door, and quietly opened it, and looked around the hallways...
God: "everyone is asleep, except for the guards. Proceed with caution."
Got it.
I began to do the same routine as before, which basically meant I was stumbling around the place while trying not to alert the guards, or worse, Celeste.
Hm...maybe all of my things are on the second floor?
God: "most likely. I'm sure Celeste knows how important your guitar is to you, so she keeps it close."
Yeah, that makes sense...
After finding the stairs, I began to slowly climb them, but then...
...a guard was in front of the door.
Damn it...what do I do...?
God: "you could knock him out with a good punch."
I could, but what then? Other guards could ask for a status update, or-
God: "look, you let me handle that, okay? Just take care of the guard."
Fine, fine...
I sneaked up to the guard, and put him in a chokehold
Guard: "what the-?!"
"Shut up, shut up, shut up...!"
I pressed the chokehold tighter, until finally, he was knocked out...
Phew...that was close...
God: "where did you even learn that from?"
From Yakuza 0, of course. Majima has a move that can put people in a chokehold.
God: "yeah, but he snaps their neck!"
That's...true, but that's not important! What matters is that he's knocked out.
God: "right. You go ahead, I'll take care of the guard."
Yeah.
After that, I slowly entered the room the guard was in front of, and, to no one's surprise, it was...
"Celeste..."
Celeste: "zzz..."
She sleeps with one of those eye covers...why am I not surprised? I bet she also sleeps with a nightgown...rich people are weird.
God: "I don't think you have a right to talk, Y/N. You are rich as well."
Yeah, but at least I don't sleep with an eye cover and whatever else! I only sleep with comfortable clothes, like my Yakuza 6 shirt and sweatpants.
God: "right..."
Anyway, time to carefully search this room...
I quietly moved around Celeste's room, turning back to look at her every so often to make sure she was still asleep, until finally...
"My clothes...!"
I had found my outfit.
God: "I told you they'd be here."
Yeah, yeah...
I went to my clothes, and began to search through them, until I finally found what i was looking for. The tracker Junko had put on them.
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