You may be wondering, doesn't Tadashi live in the dorms? So wouldn't the tracker just lead there? Unfortunately, that wasn't her path. She went home not only to rest and change but to beg her Dad to let it go as mentioned earlier, inevitably, leading Overhaul's tracker with her.
Tsunagu's POV: (BEST JEANIST)
I put up the last of the plates as I finished with the dishes from dinner, I dried my hands and heard something from inside the house, so I assumed it was my daughter.
"Dashi?" I turned around but saw nothing, I placed down the rag on the counter and walked around the surrounding blindspots, still seeing nothing. "Huh."
She had said she was going to bed, and she wasn't one to randomly get up so something's up.
"Dashi? Tadashi!" I called out again, I heard shuffling down the stairs and was a little creeped when I saw her coming down the stairs like she was down here. All the maids had gone home so I knew it wasn't them.
"Yes?! What's wrong?!" She glanced around frantically, I sighed and approached her, patting her head to calm her, "Nothing. Just... for some reason thought you were down here."
"Huh? Have you heard something?" She asked, tilting her head as she curiously looked up at me.
"Yes, I heard footsteps or... something like that. Something alive for sure. It was weird," I explained, still rubbing her soft hair.
She lightly smiled, "I can check it out!" She ran off into the kitchen, I sighed, "Dashi!" I chased after her as she looked in all of the spots.
After a few minutes of looking she sighs, "I wonder if this thing will show or make noise again- oh! We could have rodents," She mentioned thoughtfully, I hummed, it seemed plausible.
"Yes, that could indeed be the issue, I'll get someone to look at it tomorrow morning. Get rested, sleep tight and get me if needed alright?" I kissed her forehead and she nodded, retreating back up the stairs.
After I heard the door close I sighed, rubbing the bridge of my nose.
"Rodents are such a nussiance," I mumbled in annoyance.
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3rd POV:
The next day Tadashi was on duty, she did the same route as always, today was quiet. That made her uncomfortable, it made her believe something was gonna happen. The calm before the eye of the storm.
She walked down the concrete path of the city, waving to several fans, trying to distance herself from fanboys who wanted her number. Other than that, patrol was normal with the lowlife thugs.
She was trying to be cautious, especially from a few days ago. She had gone back to the dorms to visit her friends when she could.
As she was walking past an alley, someone grabbed her arm and pulled her deep into it, she quickly kicked the person's stomach, slicing the person's wrist with warning as she created some distance. This was either the him or another one of his stupid goons.
The person had a white mask that had a white beak, with two big dark holes for the eyes, he was wearing a top-hat, he spoke "It's best if you come with me, he said this is your last warning before things get ugly. Better listen, hm?"
"So another one of his thug goons? He's desperate huh?" She replied, glaring at the man in the suit.
"It's your choice, just understand now that if you resist it's very likely you'll regret it, so, what's it gonna be?" He asked, holding out a gloved hand for her to hold if she accepted.
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