Inozuka Saburo had originally wanted to say that.
However, before he could speak, he accidentally caught sight of Hashimoto Maya's gaze and immediately shuddered, forgetting his words.
—Perhaps because he had guessed what Saburo wanted to say, the prisoner opposite him, who had been fairly calm all along, suddenly turned ferocious. It was as though "Torimaru Naoko can't possibly be that mysterious executive" was some forbidden phrase, and the moment anyone dared utter it, Hashimoto Maya would pounce on them and snap their neck.
After meeting his eyes for a second, Inozuka Saburo silently shut his mouth.
Inozuka Saburo: "..." No matter what, compared to that terrifying executive who still felt somewhat distant, the person posing the greatest threat to him right now was Hashimoto Maya, who was standing right in front of him.
Still, one had to be optimistic. From what had just been said, Inozuka Saburo was relieved to discover one thing—judging from Hashimoto Maya's tone, he was at least not in league with that rumored executive.
Just then, Kurosawa Kazuma returned after ordering the bentos.
With a strong survival instinct, Inozuka Saburo glossed over the previous topic and asked, "So where do we run next? Honestly, I don't think anywhere in Tokyo is safe."
Kurosawa Kazuma: "...Can you talk normally? What do you mean, nowhere in Tokyo is safe? You sound like you're telling a ghost story. Have you been watching too many horror movies lately?"
Inozuka Saburo hesitated, then ultimately said nothing. Sigh, forget it. There's no point arguing with someone who wouldn't understand even when he died.
He had always thought people like Kurosawa Kazuma and Big Brother were incredibly capable. But now that he had encountered a true executive, Inozuka Saburo realized that they did not seem all that different. They were all merely