Private meeting?
Sounds strange.
Minamoto Tamako raised her little eyebrows, looking displeased.
Fushimi Roku roughly explained that they initially agreed he would be responsible for liaising with the underworld to find clues related to Heavenly Punishment. He owed some favors but there were no improper monetary transactions; afterwards, he repeatedly assured that it was merely a meal, and if Sazaki Gen tried to bribe him, he would definitely refuse to accept it.
"Don't worry! I am at total odds with corruption!"
After saying this, Fushimi Roku changed his shoes and headed out.
Minamoto Tamako stood at the door of the apartment, gazing at them leaving, entirely looking like the husband watching rock.
Once the elevator doors closed, she turned around to find the door of the neighboring apartment slightly ajar, inside was pitch dark, vaguely revealing half a face, the side of the eyeball almost stuck onto the door, reflecting a cold and eerie light.
