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Apologize for any grammatical errors

"Hello? Kazuha? Oi? The hell this mean? This is really Kazuha, isn't it? Don't try to lie to me, I really know this is Kazuha's voice. Hello? Oi, Kazuha? Answer me!". Soon after, Heiji immediately strafed her with questions.

Don't know what to answer, after all, Heiji really shouldn't be able to know that she's still alive, Kazuha's first instinct, of course, was to hang up. However, somehow, it seemed that Heiji also thought the same way.

"Don't you dare to hang up!" He shouted from the other side, making Kazuha's thumb freeze, even though she had intended to press the button to hang up.

Geez, then what? What should she do?

"Kazuha! Oi, Kazuha!" Heiji is still screaming for her, when Kazuha suddenly feels a heavy hand grasping, slightly squeezing, her shoulder. Kazuha flinched spontaneously, between shock and fear. Who's that? Is this person behind her, one of the people who hunted her?

"Hey, Mi-iisss ... Hik!".

The thick smell of alcohol immediately invaded Kazuha's nose. Apparently it just a drunk man. Kazuha was a little relieved even though she was still alert.

"You are so beautiful. What are a pretty girl like you doing in the middle of the night, wandering alone here? Hik! What if you spend time with Uncle?".

On the other side of the phone that's still connected to hers, Heiji trembled with anger. Insolent drunken man! He will kill him if he dares to touch his Kazuha!

Where is this Ahou actually at? But, most of all, what the hell is going on?!

Grasping his phone tightly, Heiji knew there was something he had to do instead of asking questions. Immediately he ran to find his father, the only thing that crossed his head, who could help him.

Please stay safe Kazuha! I'm coming!

"Come on, hik, beautiful, hik. Play with me. Much more fun than, hik hik ... here alone".

Kazuha looked around desperately, looking for help. But, the night was really quiet. Like in this minimarket now, there were only her, this drunk man, and also a shop cashier, who was watching them, making sure the drunkard didn't mess up in his shop.

In a split second, Kazuha's brain thinks very fast. The one who can help her right now is only the cashier's employee.

"Sorry, but I'm not alone." Slowly but surely, she stepped towards the cashier. Of course the drunkard is still following her.

When she arrived at the cashier, the employee looked at her in confusion, because Kazuha did not carry the items she was going to pay.

"Is ... everything okay, Miss? Don't you want to buy something?" The cashier employee's eyes took turns staring at Kazuha and the drunk man behind her.

"Ah, Onii-san, what are you saying? Didn't you ask me to pick you up at your workplace yesterday? Don't tell me if you forget!".

The young man raised an eyebrow, didn't understand. "I beg your pardon?".

But of course Kazuha didn't have time to explain, she continued her act. She pointed to the drunk man behind her with her index finger. "How much longer do I have to wait for you? See, Onii-san? This drunk man is bothering me!".

The drunk man became aware of the situation. He raised his hands as a sign of giving up, then backed away slowly. "I-I don't ... Tch!" He then left the minimarket without saying anything else.

Realizing that the drunk man had left, Kazuha's legs became limp. She almost slumped to the ground if she didn't hold on to the cash register.

"Miss? Miss, are you okay?".

"I-I ..."

"Don't worry, the drunkard already left!" The young man smiled at Kazuha. "You're great! I was confused and didn't realize that you were pretending to be my sister to drive away the drunkard. It didn't even occur to me!".

"Huh? I ... Well, thank you".

The young man once again observed Kazuha. "Are you okay? It's late, Miss. Don't you better go home?".

Go back home? Yes, that sounds very tempting. She also really wants to go home, to Heiji. But, she can't. There's still something she has to do.

Kazuha suddenly remembered the incident before her encounter with the drunk man just now, which was far more terrible, in her motel room, where she almost lost her life tonight. She shuddered in horror. Where does she have to go now? Obviously she couldn't go back to her motel.

She then looked up at the young man. "Can I ... Can I ask you a favor?".

He did not answer, but only once again raised his eyebrows.

"Can you take me to the nearest police station. Or maybe call a taxi?".

"Why, of course. Wait here a moment!".

Kazuha let out a sigh of relief when the young man entered the room behind the cashier. Not long after, he came out of the room with a bright face. "You're lucky, Miss! Your cab will arrive soon. You know what, it's usually rather difficult to find one that is still looking for passengers until late like this".

Kazuha then thanked him while giving thanks silently and waiting for the cab. She didn't have to wait long, when she saw the lights of the car, which was slowly approaching.

Kazuha waited until the taxi actually arrived in front of the minimarket while thinking of where she was going, when she realized that it turned out that the car that came was not a taxi.

It's a black SUV.

Instantly fear gripped her, but she still tried to think positively.

You are too worried, Kazuha! Maybe it just another shop visitor.

However, Kazuha's mouth suddenly became dry, her eyes widened, when she saw who was the driver of the SUV.

A burly man. His arms full of tattoos.

The man who almost killed her at the motel ...

"No ..."

Unconsciously, Kazuha slowly backed away. But her steps stopped when she felt a pair of hands squeeze her shoulders from behind.

She turned quickly and immediately face to face with, none other than the young cashier.

"Where do you want to go Miss? You've been picked up!".