In the concealed shadows of the room, the trio remained hidden, eavesdropping on the conversation unfolding between their aunt Tomoko and the mysterious portly man who had entered. Hushed tones and whispers filled the air as the two engaged in a discussion about the fate that awaited Ayami.
Tomoko's voice trembled with uncertainty as she questioned, "What will happen to Ayami?"
The mysterious man, clad in opulent attire, chuckled with a sly grin. "My dear Tomoko, Ayami will be taken care of, rest assured. She'll be returned to the family if she manages to survive the process."
Tomoko's expression turned uneasy, caught between the uncertainty of her actions and the desire to protect her daughter. "I... I don't know if what I've done is right."
The rotund man, his demeanor oily and insincere, patted Tomoko's shoulder, attempting to reassure her. "You've made the right choice. Ayami will be in good hands. I'll personally see to her well-being."
