The Thread | 016 |

1.6K 47 34
                                        

▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃

[ Chapter 16 || The Thread ]

Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.

[ Chapter 16 || The Thread ]

▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃

The sound of crickets and rustling leaves filled the room, creating a peaceful ambiance. A faint scent of pine and damp earth wafted in, as the natural light filtering in through the windows allowed for deep concentration and focus. The curtains swayed gently in the breeze, casting dancing shadows on the wall. The room was naturally lit, with a faint scent of incense lingering in the air.

Fukuzawa was sitting behind his desk, his eyes fixed on the wall in front of him. He seemed deep in thought, occasionally tapping his pen on the desk as he worked through the task at hand. Fukuzawa tilted his head to the window when he heard leaves rustling in order to view a bird. The bird was perched on a branch, chirping melodiously. A small smile etched on his face, as he felt a sense of calmness wash over him. 

A soft knock resounded in the traditional office, shattering the silence. A muffled "come in" was heard from the other side of the wooden doors. A young woman with a timid demeanor stepped inside the room, clutching a file in her hands. She hesitated for a moment before approaching the desk where Fukuzawa sat, his eyes fixed on her with curiosity.

"Here are the files you requested." The woman sets the file down on the mahogany desk. "Thank you," he said as he picked up the file and began flipping through it. The woman smiled politely before excusing herself. "Oh, I'm sorry." Fukuzawa looked up, his attention directed to [Y/n] who entered, startling the woman who rushed out.

"You're here. Please sit." Fukuzawa said with a polite smile as he gestured towards the empty cushion in front of him. "I have prepared a case for you." Fukazawa's demeanor was calm and collected, giving off an air of authority that demanded respect. "Great. Can you please give me a brief overview of the case before we dive into the details?" 

As [Y/n] was given the file, Fukuzawa nodded. "Sure, the case involves the disappearance of a few Port Mafia members. Their disappearance has caused concern among the executives. They were last seen near Yokohama's oldest shrine, and an ability user is suspected of being involved. I am assigning you to investigate the matter and find out what happened to them."

The rustle of pages being turned stopped as she gazed at a blurry picture of someone. "So, this man is accused of being responsible for the disappearance of the members, then." She asked, her eyes fixed on the picture before looking up at the president with a determined expression. "I'll start the investigation right away and get to the bottom of this. What were the members motive going there?"

"Their motive is still unclear, but we suspect that it might be the recruitment of that ability user. You will gather more information during the investigation." From the cushion, [Y/n] got up and bowed to him. "I wont let you down." [Y/n] took her phone out as she walked away from the agency's office and texted a specific person to meet her at the shrine.  She knew that she needed to be cautious and have someone she trusted with her, especially for this case.

⎯ The Divine of Judgment⎯  || BSD x ReaderWhere stories live. Discover now