Agung tossed his overcoat onto the wooden chair and sat heavily on the edge of the futon. The silence of the ryokan was a sharp contrast to the chaotic screaming on the Odaiba rooftop, but it offered him no peace.
He reached for his pocket, intending to place his wallet and ID on the bedside table, only to feel the empty leather slot.
"Ah..." he murmured, staring at the shoji screen. "My ID. I left it with Chika."
He made a half-motion to stand up, his hand hovering over the door handle, but then he hesitated. He remembered the ice-cold professionalism in Chika's eyes—the way she looked at him like he was a stain on the floorboards. The thought of going back down there and facing that silent judgment again felt more exhausting than a cross-country trek.
"Forget it," he sighed, collapsing back onto the pillow. "I'll take it tomorrow morning. She didn't even ask for a credit card or charge me... maybe she just wanted me out of her sight as fast as possible."
He stared up at the ceiling, the "infinite stamina" ensuring he wasn't physically tired, but his mind was a frayed wire. He didn't realize that the ID he'd left behind was currently being scrutinized like a piece of alien technology. He didn't realize that by leaving it there, he had handed Chika the one piece of evidence that proved he wasn't the "Deadbeat" she hated, but a version of Agung that shouldn't even exist.
"Just sleep," he whispered to the dark room, closing his eyes. "Tomorrow I'll go to the Ohara mansion. I'll manifest some jewelry or some ancient artifact with the creation magic... something to make up for the three years of silence. That should work, right?"
He pulled the blanket up, blissfully unaware that the "pincer movement" was no longer a theory. While he drifted into a restless sleep, the Ohara security SUVs were already turning onto the coastal road, and the train from Tokyo was screaming through the night, carrying the wives who knew exactly which version of him was hiding in Room 4.
He was a "panda" in a cage, and the keepers were all converging at once.