Darkness.
Silence.
Endless torment.
The most frightening thing is always the unknown.
Miyajima Tsubaki felt that her mentality was a little broken.
She had expected Snake Mound George to attack her, but for the sake of her father and Sakura, she had no choice but to risk it all.
Miss Tsubaki was no longer young.
Compared to herself, what she had to consider more was her daughter's future.
As long as Snake Mound George didn't touch Miyajima Sakura, she would agree to any request... …
However, when she was taken onto the truck.
She felt the truck drive for a while.
Then it stopped.
She was then taken off the truck by someone.
Because her eyes were blindfolded, she didn't know where she had arrived.
She didn't even know how much time had passed.
… … Roughly, two days?
This wasn't the result of an excellent biological clock, but a judgment based on "behavior."
After a very long period of time—at least Miss Tsubaki felt it was particularly long,
There would be a woman—the woman who took her to the car, Miss Tsubaki recognized her voice,
Came to feed her—and each time she fed her something different, for example, the previous time it was noodles, and earlier it was buns and soy milk... Chinese breakfast.
Once for breakfast, once for lunch... With this type of food, she could guess some time, of course, it was impossible to be completely sure, because it couldn't be ruled out that they wanted to deliberately confuse her sense of time, although she didn't know what the use of doing so was.
Let's just assume it's been two days for now.
In these two days, not to mention "Miyajima Sakura being kidnapped," she hadn't even seen Snake Mound George... …
This made Miss Tsubaki even more frightened. If Mr. Hayashi hadn't touched her yet, could it be that he had gone to attack Miyajima Sakura?
She wanted to struggle.
But her hands and feet were firmly bound, and she couldn't move at all.
She wanted to shout.
But her mouth was stuffed with something ball-shaped. Apart from slight sounds like "woo ee," she couldn't make a sound. Only saliva dripped to the ground.
She was almost in despair.
Miss Tsubaki suddenly began to regret it. If she had discussed it with someone else at that time, she might not have fallen into this predicament... But, who could she discuss it with?
The only person she could communicate with seemed to be that boy... But the boy is still a boy, after all. He is not mature enough, and she cannot harm him.
Miss Tsubaki originally wanted to go on a hunger strike to protest, but the woman sneered and said, "You don't have to eat, but... I can't guarantee whether you will be able to see your daughter by then."
For the sake of Miyajima Sakura.
Miyajima Sakura was her only belief to live on.
At least for the sake of Miyajima Sakura... …
Miss Tsubaki lay on the ground, groaning weakly. She still retained this life... for Miyajima Sakura.
"Creak"... …
Suddenly, such a sound rang out.
Miss Tsubaki's ears could hear it. The door that was close at hand was pushed open.
She could hear such a sound every day... From the sound and the other person's footsteps, Miss Tsubaki could infer that this room was not big.
Was it time for the evening feeding?
Miss Tsubaki thought to herself, it seemed that time was passing a little faster than she imagined.
However, in this situation, she wouldn't find it strange to have any form of illusion.
Then a pair of hands climbed onto her shoulders, trying to help her up.
Miss Tsubaki was stunned, and then began to struggle as if she had been electrocuted... Because the touch of these hands was not the woman from before. It was bigger, and seemed to be a man. Moreover... it seemed a little familiar, whether it was the touch or the smell, which made Miss Tsubaki a little confused, but subconsciously she still felt danger and discomfort.
But then, the blindfold used to cover her sight was taken off.
The environment here was dim, but after all, there was still some light.
Having experienced a long period of darkness, Miss Tsubaki was still a little uncomfortable with the light invading her eyes. She quickly closed her eyes.
After a while, she struggled to open them and looked at the person in front of her.
It was a boy.
It was a familiar face.
Miss Tsubaki's pupils froze, as if unable to understand or believe everything she was seeing now.
Her delicate body trembled along with it.
She wanted to ask, "Why are you here"... But the restraints in her mouth prevented her from saying this, she could only try to ask by swaying her delicate body from side to side.
"Woo, woo ee—"
But, before the other party could notice her intention.
Tears burst out of her eyes first.
This was the excitement of seeing hope again after despair.
For a moment, Miss Tsubaki even thought she was dreaming... After this thought came up, she actually didn't trust the reality she saw, and asked herself over and over again.
Is it a dream?
Could it really be a dream?
But if it was a dream, she shouldn't have the thought of "Is this a dream?"
"Alright, alright, it's okay."
The boy in front of her chuckled, his voice as gentle as ever.
Just like the first time he helped her stop the delinquent youth on the subway.
It was also like the second time he blocked Miyajima Mr. So for her at the milk tea shop.
Miss Tsubaki's tense nerves finally relaxed, and her body instantly went limp, swaying and crashing towards Hayato, almost throwing herself into his arms.
"Seriously... This thing..."
Hayato silently looked at the thing in Miss Tsubaki's mouth, and then gently untied her belt for her.
The restraint on her mouth was also removed.
After Miss Tsubaki quickly took a breath, she shouted: "It's Snake... … … … "
But after shouting this, she lowered her voice for fear of being discovered—after all, she didn't know why Hayato was here, and she didn't know if this would bring danger to the boy. "Snake Mound George brought me here, and he also took Miyajima Sakura away. You, you quickly untie me... We have to find a way to rescue Miyajima Sakura."
"Don't worry."
Hayato was still smiling gently: "Miyajima Senior is fine, Miss Tsubaki, you can rest assured."
"Huh?" Miss Tsubaki was stunned, and then quickly asked: "Then where is Miyajima Sakura? I want to see her... … "
She swayed from side to side, trying to break free from the rope that was tying her, but the hemp rope was tied too tightly, and the rope was embedded in her flesh as soon as she moved.
The pain made her frown.
"Don't move yet." Hayato said: "Next, I'm going to say something... If Miss Tsubaki, you don't blame me, I'll untie you."
"What?" Miss Tsubaki was even more strange. This boy risked his life to save her, why would she blame him? She was not the kind of ungrateful person.
"In fact, this kidnapping has nothing to do with Snake Mound George." Hayato said: "The mastermind is someone else."
Miss Tsubaki was stunned again, and thought: "Could it be Mr. So... that bastard."
Hayato shook his head, "It's not him either."
"Then it is... …?"
Hayato pointed at his nose with his thumb, making a "Super Saiyan Vegeta" pose: "It's me!"
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