"Find this tattoo on him." Ayami gave the men in black a drawing of the same tattoo that Yanna told her about. She drew it by hand, like what Yanna described.
Honestly, she wasn't particularly fond of what she was doing right now. As much as possible she didn't want to get her hands dirty in this life.
Ayami adjusted the mask she was wearing. Currently, she was wearing a black and white masquerade mask that covered her entire face with a rose design. She was also wearing a black dress.
She sighed inside. They were currently in the warehouse with a lot of expensive goods that her grandfather from her mother's side gifted her. She never really used it in the past as she felt conflicted whether to use it or not.
After all, they came from the father of her mother, which she was not really close to. Ayami wasn't that close to her maternal family.
So in her past life, it became an abandoned warehouse. So Ayami had thought that why not use it, if it was going to go to waste.
Although she really felt uncomfortable being in this place.
The men too, were sent by her maternal grandfather for her to use. Even Marie was sent to her side by her maternal grandfather.
In the past, even though she was already being slowly destroyed, she never asked for help from her maternal family.
Ayami thought that there was no need to bother someone who doesn't really want to help.
While the men were searching for the tattoo, Marie leaned to her and whispered. "Young miss, will you be returning?"
Ayami pressed her lips into a thin line as she looked down with a grim expression. She still hasn't decided whether to return to that family yet. But if push comes to shove, then she would really return.
"I'll only be visiting them for a moment." Ayami replied to her question, albeit with an uncomfortable expression.
"…Young miss, it's fine if you don't visit." Marie was worried for her young miss, she clearly looked uncomfortable but she still forced herself.
"Young miss, we couldn't find a tattoo anywhere in his body." A man interrupted them.
What? Was I wrong? Ayami thought as she rubbed her chin. She squinted her eyes and examined the man.
He was being held by two burly men, with his hands tied.
If he was truly afraid, then he should have been trembling and panicking. Ayami looked into his eyes oddly enough, it was calm. Although it was also possible that the man could stay calm in this kind of situation, that kind of person was rare, unless they were trained.
Ayami picked up a combat knife that was on the table filled with weapons near her. She then threw it towards the man, specifically towards his knee with great accuracy. The speed of the knife was fast but it wasn't that fast where the naked eye couldn't see.
Tang!
The combat knife hit the floor, while the man was in a combat position. The men who were holding him were already knocked down to the ground in an instant. The ropes tied onto his hands were destroyed.
"Well, well. Looks like we now know who holds the information." Ayami spoke with a playful tone. Then she sharply said her next words. "Knock him down."
"Understood." Marie instantly vanished, a few seconds later she appeared behind the man. The man didn't even have time to react as Marie raised her hand and hand chopped his neck ruthlessly, making him pass out.
"…" Ayami silently watched Marie place the man on the ground.
Marie is strong. But even if she was strong, if faced with hundreds of enemies, then she would also be defeated. That was clearly what happened in the past.
"Are you done?" Ayami asked once Marie returned back to her side. Marie nodded her head at her.
"You did well."
Ayami turned her head and spoke to the man on her side. "Check his body again. It might be hidden really well. They might have used some things to hide it. Whether or not it's the same design, tell me if you find a tattoo."
"Understood."
Moments later, the man came back again. "Young Miss, we found a tattoo on his body. It was the same as the one you showed us."
The man showed where the tattoo was found. It was found on his nape. They used some kind of material to hide it, like the ones used for cosmetics.
"Then I'll leave the investigation to you." Ayami said as she stood up from the comfortable chair made for her. She spoke to the man in a low voice. "I hope that I will get useful information."
"Please rest assured, young miss. We will finish this as fast as possible and send you valuable information." The man, although calm on the outside, his back was drenched with cold sweat. Ayami stared at the man with apathetic eyes for a few seconds before turning to leave.
"I hope so." After that, Ayami left with Marie following behind her.
The man finally relaxed and let out a sigh of relief.
"Dang, that made me nervous." The man muttered to himself.