Tsuzuki talks some sense into Anna after she storms off from the girl. Meanwhile, someone is spying on them from within the school.
Chapter Nineteen: Eda-Kimoto Connection:
“Anna, wait!” Tsuzuki yelled as he ran after her. “Come back! Come back!” Anna didn’t stop at all. She kept on walking.
“Anna, what’s wrong?” he tried again. The Shinigami managed to catch up to her when she stopped. She didn’t speak at her first. Tsuzuki lately touched his girlfriend on the shoulder.
“Talk to me,” he said. Anna clinched her fists.
“Twelve years old!” she said. “Twelve?!?” Tsuzuki nodded.
“Yes,” he said. Anna whipped around to him.
“That man is sick!” she cried. “How could he take advantage of an innocent girl like that?” Tsuzuki said nothing. Another storm was brewing before him. Better let her rant first.
“I know abuse victims deny their situation,” she said. “But still…” Tsuzuki lightly held her shoulders.
“I know,” he said in a low voice. She pushed his hands off of her.
“I want to hurt him!” she yelled.
“How?” he asked. Anna stared on in silence. Tsuzuki waited until she was calmer.
“Tell me,” he said. “What do you expect to do to her guardian right now?” Anna shook her head in frustrated silence.
“Look,” her boyfriend said. “I know you want to help, but there isn’t much you can do at the moment.”
“But I can’t abandon her now.”
Tsuzuki nodded. “Shhh, I know.”
“So what am I suppose to do?”
“Calm down, first of all. Work through this case and then tend to her. Okay?”
Anna only pouted at him. She slumped her shoulders. “Fine.”
Tsuzuki gave her a kind smile. “I just don’t want you to charge in without a plan, okay?”
She sneered at him. “Whatever.”
Her boyfriend put his arm around her. “Very good. Now we’ll go back to Miyuzaki’s office and wait, okay?”
“Fine, fine,” she mumbled, still frustrated. They headed back into the building.
In a computer lab across from the garden, someone took another picture of the couple. Dr. Miyuzaki looked at the screen. He had a debt to pay off. Last week, he entered into a contact with Shichiro. The professor kept up his end of the bargain. Now, the counselor had to do the same. At first, he couldn’t think of much to offer. Sweet cakes for the kitsune weren’t enough anymore. Dr. Miyuzaki wanted to offer up something meatier. When he spotted Anna in the school library with Watari, hello payday. So now, he had been stalking Daisuke’s daughter since then.
Dr. Miyuzaki smiled at the phone screen. Ah, modern technology! He just confiscated this phone from an OCD patient this morning. She played into his plan so perfectly.
“/He’s going to love this!/” the shriek thought. Miyuzaki typed in Shichiro’s number and hit send. The picture was gone in a flash. He deleted the picture and shut off the pink and purple phone. Work done for now. Next was to avoid his office until they gave up for the day. But then, that plan fell out of rhythm with a simple message.
Dr. Miyuzaki happened to look down at his own phone when he felt it vibrate in his pocket. He sneered as he took a guess as to who it was. “/What does she want now?/” he thought.
The consoler drew out his phone and unlocked the keys. One missed call from Ogami Miyuki. Miyuzaki rolled his eyes. “/She probably misses me in bed again,/” he thought. The women in his life just couldn’t let go. Miyuki was turning into a liability to him. Maybe he could offer her to Shichiro’s kitsune one day. But right now, he decided to play the message just to humor her. So, the doctor went to his voice mail and punched in his password. Miyuzaki prepared for more lonely whining.
But instead, he heard this,
“Baby, she’s onto us! This is bad! Look out and please call me back!”
Dr. Miyuzaki froze up at those words. He had to play it again to be certain her heard it right. Oh great, that was two people he had to sacrifice to the kitsune. Anna first, then Miyuki. However right now, he couldn’t act just yet. Shichiro hadn’t given him the order to do so yet.
The doctor clinched his teeth. This was not what he had in mind when a made a contract with the Eda-Kimoto clan. Yet, he didn’t have a choice at the time. No point in complaining now. He just had to be a good little tool and follow orders. Such a pain. But, it could have been worse. Much worse.
Can’t think about that now. Miyuzaki recomposed himself. Right, he needed some lunch. Yeah, that’s it. Lunch is good. He peeked out the door and looked around the hallway. When the coast revealed no one in sight, he simply left the computer lab. No one noticed a thing.