The next morning, the first light of the sun hit the bed. Kazuha was curled up in Heiji's arms like a little cat. Her peaceful face while sleeping was very sweet.
Heiji opened his eyes and looked at Kazuha in his arms. A smile appeared on his face. He gently lifted the sheet to cover her.
This was the first day of the S-Rank mission. When he thought about that mission, Heiji felt a bit of a headache. The system always gave him these difficult tasks.
She stirred slightly. Kazuha's eyelashes fluttered, and she slowly opened her eyes. She looked at Heiji. "Heiji, what time is it?" she asked.
Heiji looked at his phone. "It is 8:03."
The room was quiet for a second. Then, a loud shout rang out in the room.
Downstairs, Shizuka Hattori was making food. She heard the shout and shook her head. She said quietly to herself, "That boy Heiji is active even in the morning. He should take better care of his body."
Inside the room, Heiji lay on the bed. He looked at Kazuha with shock. From getting out of bed to putting on her clothes, it took her less than a minute.
"Kazuha, it usually takes you half an hour," Heiji said.
Kazuha sat down on a chair and put on her socks. Hearing Heiji, she stared at him. "That's because you were always there, dragging things out. My teacher will arrive in Osaka today at 8:30. I have to go pick her up."
"Is Lawyer Eri coming?" Heiji asked. His eyes lit up. He finally had a plan.
"Heiji, which car are you driving today?" Kazuha asked.
There were three cars in the garage. One was Heizo Hattori's car. The other two were gifts from Shiro Suzuki and Tomoko Suzuki. Kazuha was asking about those two.
"You can drive whichever one you want," Heiji said.
Kazuha picked up a set of keys from the table. She walked to the bed and kissed Heiji. She smiled sweetly. "Then I will drive the Bentley Bentayga. I want to feel like a rich woman today."
Heiji smiled. "Drive carefully."
"I am going now," Kazuha said. She opened the door and left. Soon, Heiji heard her talking to Shizuka downstairs.
"Mom, I won't have breakfast today!" Kazuha called out. The sound of her footsteps faded, and then the car engine started.
Heiji got out of bed. After eating breakfast at home, he went out. His black Mercedes moved fast through the streets.
After parking the car, Heiji used a disguise. He turned himself into a taxi driver. Inside the taxi, there was a phone with a card in it. He put on white gloves and made a call.
"Hello?" Yukiko's voice sounded tired on the phone.
"Yukiko Fujimine. A famous actress. You won many awards at 19 and were famous worldwide. But you retired at 20 to marry the famous writer Yusaku Kudo. Now you have a son..." Heiji said.
Yukiko did not sound tired anymore. She frowned. "Who are you?" she asked.
A raspy voice came from the other side of the phone. "That is not for you to ask," Heiji said.
"If that is the case, I do not want to talk to you," Yukiko said.
"Shinichi Kudo..." Heiji said.
Yukiko was about to hang up, but she stopped. Her face changed. "What did you do to Shinichi?" she asked.
"I did not do anything to him. However..."
Yukiko felt worried. "However what?" she asked.
"If you do not do what I say, I do not know what will happen to him," the raspy voice said coldly.
Yukiko took a deep breath to stay calm. She smiled coldly. "Do not try to scare me. Shinichi is fine in Tokyo."
"He is fine now, but I do not know about later," the raspy voice said with a laugh.
Yukiko clenched her fist. Her eyes showed anger. "You cannot defeat my son," she said.
"I heard Shinichi Kudo is missing, but you do not seem to care. There are two reasons for this. First, you know where he is. Second, he is right next to you. Either way, you are not worried about him," Heiji said.
Yukiko was shocked. She frowned deeply. "What do you want to say?" she asked.
"Not long ago, there was a serial murder case. The target was Shinichi Kudo. If I sell the information I have to those people, I could make a lot of money," Heiji said.
Yukiko's face changed. She was very scared. "Do you... do you want money?" she asked.
"Meet me at Tsutenkaku in half an hour," Heiji said.
"Wait, why should I go?" Yukiko asked. She held her fist tightly.
"You do not have to come. But I will find a way to spread the news about Shinichi Kudo," Heiji said.
"What kind of information do you have?" Yukiko asked. She was truly panicking now.
"You will know when you get there," Heiji said.
The phone went click. Yukiko put the phone down. she felt weak and lost. She quickly dialed another number.
"Hello, the number you dialed has a call reminder service..."
"This makes me so mad! He does not answer when I need him," Yukiko yelled. She hung up and put on her clothes to go out.
"Hello, who are you?" Shizuka Hattori asked. She looked at the beautiful woman at her door.
"I am Yukiko. I live next door for now. Is Heiji here?" Yukiko asked. She wanted Heiji to help her. She would feel safer with him.
"Heiji went out early this morning," Shizuka said.
"I see. Thank you," Yukiko said. She was disappointed.
She thought that she had to go see for herself. "Taxi!" she called out.
A taxi was parked by the road. Yukiko ran to it. "Sir, can you take me somewhere?" she asked.
"Where to, miss?" the driver in the cap asked.
"Tsutenkaku," Yukiko said.
The taxi started moving. Yukiko thought about her son. Does that person know Shinichi's true identity? Why did he call me? What is the goal? What should I do when I get there?
"Miss, there is a traffic jam ahead. Can I take a small road?" the driver asked.
Yukiko looked ahead. There was a lot of traffic. She nodded. "Be fast," she said.
The taxi turned into a small path. It started turning many times. The buildings around them became fewer.
"Sir, are you sure this road goes to Tsutenkaku?" Yukiko asked.
The driver did not speak. The car went faster. Yukiko realized the last turn was wrong. Her face turned pale. she tried to open the door, but it was locked.
"Who are you?" Yukiko asked with fear.
"Ms. Yukiko, I have admired you for a long time," the driver said. He laughed coldly. He sounded like he wanted to own her.
Yukiko's face turned white. She looked angry and took an eyebrow pencil out of her bag. She tried to stab the driver's neck.
But a big hand grabbed her white arm. He pulled her, and her upper body came forward. Then, a towel with a drug was pressed against her face...