The locker room was so silent that it felt suffocating.
Akira sat on the wooden bench, staring down at his phone, the glow of the screen illuminating his face in the dim light.
The adrenaline from the Flow State had crashed completely, leaving him hollow and shaking. His ankle throbbed despite the partial healing, reminding him that he needed to get home and heal himself completely.
He read through the messages again, forcing himself to think clearly.
Four simultaneous crises. Four fires burning at once.
First, the SPIU had noticed something according to Ayaka. Meaning they were already watching him again, and one wrong move, Agent Sato would not hesitate to bring him in.
Second, the Delta-class Gate in the Warehouse District. Satomi said the SPIU was monitoring but hadn't moved yet. They are probably waiting for him or whoever it is that's been clearing other gates.
