𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 | ᴋᴜᴢᴜʀʏᴜ ꜰᴜʏᴜʜɪᴋᴏ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

~𝟒𝟏~

Fuyuhiko burst into Hannah's room, his expression tight with barely restrained fury. Hannah, who had been sitting quietly on her bed reading, jumped at the sudden intrusion, her wide eyes locking onto him.

"Fuyuhiko?" she asked, startled. "What's going on?"

He didn't answer immediately, rushing straight to the window, his sharp eyes scanning the area outside for any signs of surveillance. He needed to see if there were cameras, a vantage point, anything that would explain how the Morioka clan had been able to take such invasive photos of her. His mind raced, his heart pounding with paranoia as he looked for potential hiding spots or hidden cameras.

Hannah got off the bed, her confusion growing as she watched him, a faint sense of unease creeping into her. "Is... something wrong?" she asked again, softer this time.

Fuyuhiko glanced back at her, trying to mask the anger and protectiveness burning inside him. He couldn't tell her, not yet. She still didn't know about the Morioka clan being behind the abduction, and there was no way he was going to drop that bombshell on her right now, not with how shaken she still was from everything. He needed to handle this without scaring her more.

He quickly shook his head, waving her off. "It's nothing.." he muttered, his voice a bit too gruff to be convincing. "Just checking something."

Hannah frowned, clearly not believing him. She stepped closer, her gaze fixed on him. "You don't barge into my room like that for no reason, Fuyuhiko. What aren't you telling me?"

Fuyuhiko clenched his jaw, his frustration spiking. He hated that she was asking questions, pushing for answers he wasn't ready to give her. But how could he explain this without making her feel even more unsafe than she already did?

He turned around to face her fully, trying to soften his expression, but the tension was still evident in his features. "Look," he said, his tone still firm but a little gentler. "I just want to make sure you're safe, alright? I've got people outside keeping watch, and I don't want you worrying about anything."

Hannah's frown deepened. "Safe from what? You've been acting weird ever since the attack, and now you're rushing in here looking like you're ready for war. What's really going on?"

Fuyuhiko cursed under his breath. He was terrible at hiding his emotions when it came to her. Every instinct in his body screamed to tell her the truth, to prepare her for what could come, but he couldn't do it. He couldn't burden her with that knowledge, not when she was still recovering.

"Hannah, I told you, it's nothing." he insisted, stepping closer to her and placing a hand on her shoulder. "I've just got a lot on my mind right now. But trust me, I've got everything handled."

Hannah looked up at him, clearly torn between accepting his explanation and wanting to pry deeper. She trusted Fuyuhiko, but she could feel the tension rolling off him in waves, and it only made her more anxious.

Fuyuhiko sighed, rubbing the back of his neck as he lingered by the door. "We're going to move you to another room." he said, his voice laced with hesitation, as if bracing for the argument that was sure to follow.

As expected, Hannah immediately tensed, her eyes narrowing as suspicion crept into her expression. She straightened up in bed, crossing her arms. "No." she said firmly. "I'm not moving. This is already the second room you've put me in since I got here. I want to know what's really going on, Fuyuhiko."

Her tone had shifted from confusion to determination, and Fuyuhiko could see that he wasn't going to be able to dodge her questions for much longer. She was sharper than he'd given her credit for. She wasn't just going to sit back and accept things without an explanation.