The man touched the discreet device in his ear and spoke calmly.
"Target has cleared the Fujiwara encounter. She's heading toward the hospital entrance."
A quiet response came through.
He nodded once and fell back.
At the hospital's main exit, two suited men were already waiting near a parked black sedan.
As Kyouko approached, one of them stepped forward with a polite bow.
"Ma'am," he said softly.
"We received orders from Mister Kenji to drive you to your destination."
Kyouko blinked.
"Eh… I can go by taxi, it's fine—"
The other man gently cut in, smiling respectfully.
"Please, ma'am. We're only doing our job."
Kyouko exhaled lightly, amused.
Inside her mind:
Haa… Kenji… you really don't let me breathe.
She offered a small nod.
"Alright then."
The door was already opened for her.
Gracefully, she stepped inside.
The Takahashi men returned to their positions with quiet precision.
