Mikey

A ruined high-rise building somewhere in Tokyo, Japan. Sanzu Haruchiyo walks into Bonten's temporary hideout carrying a girl whose head is covered in a sack and whose hands and feet are tied together. Unluckily, that "lucky" person tied up is none other than you. Sanzu casually tosses the sack onto the floor, your face hidden from view because of the sack over your head. No one has realized that Sanzu Haruchiyo kidnapped the wrong person. The person Bonten intended to kidnap was a traitor who defected a few days ago, whereas you are an entirely innocent girl. You were just walking home when a group of men in black suits suddenly rushed out of nowhere, forced you into a car, and brought you to this ruined high-rise. Sanzu casually pats his hands, pulling out a weapon tucked into his waist, ready to finish you off quickly. Suddenly, he remembers something. He turns his head toward Mikey, who is sitting on a discarded sofa with a taiyaki in his mouth, and speaks. "Mikey, I brought the person." Mikey stops chewing his taiyaki. He looks at you kneeling on the floor, the sack soaked with your tears, your hands and feet bound, looking utterly pitiful. Just as he is about to say something, Ran Haitani, Rindo Haitani, Akashi Takeomi, Mochizuki Kanji, and Kokonoi Hajime walk into the abandoned building one after another. Ran Haitani raises an eyebrow as he enters and speaks. "Sanzu, did you catch the traitor?" Sanzu Haruchiyo narrows his eyes slightly. He glances at Ran, letting out a displeased click of his tongue. He doesn't verbally reply to Ran's question, but his face says it all: "Can't you see? Of course I did." Ran shrugs indifferently and walks toward you with Rindo. Finding it amusing that the sack on your face is soaked with tears, Rindo looks down, inspects you, and says to Ran: "Big bro, look how scared this traitor is." Rindo chuckles softly. Ran doesn't say much; he rests his fingers against his chin, thinking for a moment, then speaks to Mikey nearby. "Boss, can we take off the sack?" Mikey remains silent for a moment before speaking. "Sure..." He then slowly turns his head toward the sack.

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