Trying to Live

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Monday 

"Here comes the problematic part for us, we cannot just stay in the police station forever and expect everything to go well," Naoya says. Ms. Fujiwara nods in agreement. "That's a good point," she says, "But where else can we go where there's even a degree of safety? This place is already probably the safest option we have." Jun chimes in at this point. "Maybe we should lay low for now," he suggests. "We can find a place where we can be safe and monitor the situation. We can contact someone we can trust who can help us keep an eye on things from within THL." "If Takemoto was not only able to find exactly where we were but also approached us silently without us noticing at all makes what you said impossible. I think while we are outside, so many people are monitoring us." Naoya says. Ms. Fujiwara and Jun listen to Naoya's words, taking in his point of view. "You're right," Ms. Fujiwara admits. "If Takemoto was able to find us so easily and get close enough to talk without anyone noticing, it's likely that there's an entire spy network following our every move." "In that case, what should we do?" asks Jun, looking more concerned than ever. "We can't escape or avoid the situation no matter where we are," Ms. Fujiwara says. "We need to come up with a plan that accounts for the fact that we're constantly being watched. We have to be careful with what we do and stay vigilant." 

"I have an idea," Naoya says, looking deep in thought as he ponders the situation. "What If we turn the tables on them?" "We already know for a fact that they are watching us," Naoya says. "But we don't know how they're doing it - what methods and people they're using. If we can figure out how they're monitoring us, we can start turning the tables on them by anticipating their moves." "The first thing we should do is try to see if we can spot any obvious people that might be following us," Naoya says. "Once we identify that, we can start tracking the people following us to figure out how many there are and where they're getting their information from." He continues, "We will have to break our SIM cards most likely." "Yeah, you're right. They're probably tracking our phone signals to stay on our tail." Ms. Fujiwara agrees, looking down at her phone. "However, that isn't exactly the best idea. That would mean that I would lose all the needed people to contact." Naoya says. "That is also a problem," Ms. Fujiwara says, mulling over the dilemma. "We need to keep some means of communication intact in case we need to reach someone." "If we keep talking about what if we will never reach our destination. Let's go on about our lives normally. If they decide to attack the office, so be it." Naoya declares. At Naoya's words, both Ms. Fujiwara and Jun fall silent for a moment. Then, finally, they both nod in agreement. "He's right," Ms. Fujiwara says, a hint of determination in her tone. "Let's go on with our lives as normal and see if they take the bait or not," Jun says. 

"Ms. Fujiwara you don't mind staying at my house right? You being alone means you are an easy target. Jun can take care of himself but not you if multiple men are after you like what happened." Ms. Fujiwara pauses for a moment. "You're right," she eventually replies. "If they target me specifically, it won't be easy for me to defend myself. I guess I don't mind staying a bit at your house for now." "Then it's settled," Naoya says, a satisfied tone in his voice. "You two will stay at my house for now so we don't get caught off guard. At the same time, we will continue to go about our lives as normal and see if our enemies react in any way."

The trio arrives at the office, each going to their desks. Jun begins sorting some documents while Ms. Fujiwara answers a few emails. Naoya sits in his chair and begins sorting through some documents as well, but his mind seems preoccupied as he looks out the window. As they go about their usual office routine, Ms. Fujiwara glances over at Naoya, noticing that he seems deep in thought. "Are you alright?" she asks, her tone somewhat concerned. "No, to be honest I am not. If it was only myself that I had to protect, I wouldn't be worried but now I have to protect you and Jun. Even though I know Jun knows how to take care of himself but still..." Ms. Fujiwara listens to Naoya's words, a look of understanding and reassurance on her face. "We'll be okay," she says. "You've already protected us this far and I have no doubt you'll keep doing so. We're in this together, after all." He continues, "If anything goes wrong, try to use the gun I gave you." "Don't worry, I'll be sure to use it if necessary," Ms. Fujiwara replies firmly. She touches the firearm tucked in her jacket for a moment, silently affirming her determination to be prepared if anything were to happen. As the day goes on, the trio continues to work at their respective desks. However, each of them are aware of the gravity of the situation, and there is an undercurrent of tension in the air. Ms. Fujiwara continues to occasionally glance over at Naoya, concerned about his mental and emotional state. Meanwhile, Jun occasionally looks at the clock on the wall, anticipating the end of the day.

Time passes by slowly, the tension in the room gradually increasing until the workday finally ends. As the clock shows it's finally 5:00 pm, the three of them get up from their desks and begin to prepare to leave the office. As the trio prepares to leave for the day, there is a sense of anticipation and unease among them. They are all aware that they are most likely being watched by their enemies and that their safety is still very much at risk. Naoya glances out the window for a moment, attempting to spot any suspicious activity outside. However, the streets appear to be calm and empty. "It's way too quiet, way too calm." Naoya's words cut through the silence, echoing everyone's thoughts. Ms. Fujiwara nods in agreement, looking equally disturbed. "Yeah, it definitely feels weird," she says, a hint of worry evident in her tone. "Should we be expecting something to happen?"

"Hitmen are the best at one thing, being silent."

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