The moment Takamori Masumi realized who the person opposite her was, Killing Intent surged within her.
But perhaps because most of her frustration and fury toward Funeral Silver Coin had already been spent on the shot she had fired at President Inozuka earlier, or perhaps because she and Torimaru Naoko had never been particularly close and she lacked that feeling of betrayal by someone dear to her... Takamori Masumi gritted her teeth and ultimately held herself back.
Takamori Masumi: "..." This wasn't the time for revenge, and besides...
She tilted her head back, avoiding Torimaru Naoko's hand over her mouth, and asked in a low, surprised voice, "Why aren't you wearing handcuffs?"
"I picked them." Torimaru Naoko kept watch on their surroundings. "Once you master the technique, it isn't that difficult."
Takamori Masumi fell silent for a moment. "..." It wasn't that difficult? This woman's hands were far too nimble...
But then again, Torimaru Naoko had just said that one first needed to master the technique. Where had she gotten that skill? Could she have guessed this would happen and learned it in advance?
Thinking back to what had just happened, Takamori Masumi suddenly jolted. "You knew all along that someone would hijack the vehicle!"
Torimaru Naoko glanced at her without denying it. "It was only a guess. I didn't expect it to actually come true. Heh, you're still young, and you haven't been with the company for long. You probably don't know that aside from clothing, this company actually has other businesses operating in secret."
Takamori Masumi's curiosity was piqued, and she asked suspiciously, "What kind of businesses?"
Torimaru Naoko adjusted her glasses and gave a mysterious, low laugh. "Knowing too much can get you killed."
"..." Takamori Masumi remembered the gun and the bomb from earlier and shrank