Washing basin, small dining table, urinal, air vent.
That made up the cell of a typical Ri Nation prison. If not passing through the enormous steel gate, one would not have realized that it was a prison cell. The cell had wood flooring covered in mats. Although the area was less than 10 square meters, it looked more like a room in a rented house.
Sitting in a corner was a man garbed in prison uniform who was roughly forty to fifty years old. He was unshaven and had grown a beard. His hair had been shaven off and his bald pate looked shiny. He wore a pair of round glasses and was reading a book.
It was Kuroda Kiyotaka.
Suddenly, the prison cell door opened and Anbei walked into the cell. He was wearing a suit, accompanied by Oshima Jun. Anbei seemed displeased and wore a grim face.
Kuroda Kiyotaka glanced at them and then continued to read his book as if he had seen nothing.
