Three days later...
Mikan Katsura was sitting in her little home, located a ten-minute walk from the Sukunaku's missions board. She sat on her chair facing the open window, which gave a spectacular view of the city from its high point, waiting in anticipation for someone.
The only problem was that she and the person she was waiting for could not be seen alone at her house at this odd hour of the night.
How it worked was that the person would stand a long distance away from her home, and they would give signals to each other to signify if it was safe for them to meet on both ends.
After almost an hour of waiting, she was almost certain he would not be coming today, but right before she drew down her curtains, she saw the figure she was waiting for from afar, on a high rooftop, holding a white lamp and giving a unique wave that made her smile.
