With time running out, the two had no time to keep dawdling. They could only toss the instant food into Hashimoto Maya's room, lock the door, and hurry away, preparing to follow their superior's instructions and pose as island staff to receive those annoying clients.
—Though they had no idea what deeper meaning their superior had in mind, since it was a mission, they would just do as told.
After they left, inside the room.
Hashimoto Maya looked at the room door with gratitude and pity. Listening to the receding footsteps, he vaguely felt the solemn tragedy of sending warriors off to their deaths. He wondered how many of the two people sent out intact would actually return.
...Maybe half of one?
Thinking this, Hashimoto Maya got up and walked to the window, silently gazing out over the sea.
The door and windows were both locked, but he could easily get past locks like these. For a moment, he wanted to pry open the window, climb down the wall to the edge of the island, and swim back to shore with his bare hands... but reason stopped him from pursuing such an unrealistic idea.
"Ah." Hashimoto Maya sighed gloomily, seriously considering the matter at the same time:
"We hid for so many days without incident, so Uzo probably hasn't discovered our location yet. And we suddenly came to the island overnight, making our whereabouts even harder to track.
"So Jiang Xia appearing on this island was probably just a coincidence. Uzo only came for Jiang Xia, and has nothing to do with me, a decoration that happened to be nearby. As long as I stay hidden and don't expose myself, at most we'll get caught up in an ordinary Murder Case... Steady. It's not time to despair yet."
But...