As I walked down the barely lit corridor a feeling of trepidation filled me. Where the hell did Haruto take me?
A slight dizziness filled me as I walked. I held my head as the scene around me started to spin. When was the last time that I ate something?
Based on the style of the building with the rugs and limestone walls I could immediately tell that it wasn't a Japanese house.
If not, where the fuck am I?
The sound of voices filled my ears from the fork in the corridor up ahead. I covered my mouth as I sat down and hid behind a large vase.
"Did you hear that the Boss's daughter was coming today?"
"Which one?"
"I'm not sure. I don't have a lot of information. All I know is that she's coming."
"Well that's exciting. Lately shit's been boring. We haven't gotten any assignments lately."
"Do you think that the Boss's gotten soft because he was preparing for his daughter?"
"I sure hope so. When he's mad he could be quite the merciless bastard."
