"All right, don't fuss over such trivial things." The President's Daughter wrapped her arms around him coquettishly. Pressing herself against this mature, dependable man, she asked expectantly, "Did you tell my father about us? What was his attitude?"
"Of course I did." Department Manager Oba looked pleased at the mention of it. "Before I brought it up, I thought he'd object. Who knew he'd agree right away? He even said he was happy to entrust his daughter to an ambitious young man like me."
"Really?" The weight in the President's Daughter's heart finally lifted, and she smiled. "Then we can be together forever."
The two of them happily embraced and kissed.
Inside the elevator.
At the top of the VIP elevator, an uninvited guest had silently appeared.
Kaito Kuroba crouched halfway down in the pitch-black elevator shaft, holding onto a nearby cable as he quietly peered through the vent into the elevator.
He had originally come by early just to scout the place casually, but as he looked around, he discovered that something seemed off.
—For one thing, the moment he reached the rooftop a few minutes ago, he had keenly sensed that someone was up there.
Using the skills he had carefully honed as a Phantom Thief, Kaito Kuroba stealthily approached, only to discover in shock that it was someone holding a Sniper Rifle and observing Tokyo Tower from afar.
"What a terrifying outlaw. They actually brought out a Sniper Rifle just to deal with me. Who exactly sent me that notice this time?"
Kaito Kuroba became secretly alert. As a Phantom Thief who enjoyed soaring through the night sky on a Hang Glider, a Sniper Rifle was undoubtedly his greatest enemy. He still remembered how, in Osaka, Scorpion had nearly sniped him to death with one shot.