Shizuo was fuming, yet his anger seemed to empower him. His blood boiled, making him more concentrated. His only goal of reaching the flea's hideout became clearer, turning any other thought into a bright haze.
Shinra continued to protest helplessly. The blonde probably would have thrown him out of the way by now if the doctor wasn't the one who knew where to go.
"Which way?" Shizuo demanded.
"You know we really could have just taken a car..."
"Which way!" he bellowed.
Shinra cringed and started to stutter directions. He wasn't normally scared of Shizuo, but this was different. There was no escape from the ravaging monster, as the doctor was being dragged around by the cuff of his white lab coat. In the beginning, Shinra was complaining that his fancy coat would get dirty. He soon realized that nothing mattered at this point except getting to Izaya. Shizuo would probably go to serious extents just to get information from the poor captive.
Shinra tried to be vague enough so Shizuo would turn the wrong way. He was hoping this would buy Izaya some time, but part of him was absolutely horrified to imagine what would happen if Izaya showed up.
Unfortunately, it wasn't long before they approached the right building.
"His apartment is in this building," Shinra pointed.
Shizuo's eyes gained a murderous glint and he broke out into a demonic grin. The doctor sighed, knowing this was a terrible idea.
The debatably strongest man in Ikebukuro had a burst of energy renew him. Dragging Shinra behind, there was no need for further directions. Shizuo could practically sniff Izaya out now.
After barraging past the front desk, the two men were climbing the stairs. Izaya was near the top, but not even a dozen flights of stairs could slow Shizuo down.
Soon enough, they reached the correct floor, Shinra panting desperately for breath.
"Which door?" He seemed to be in a habit of asking short questions now.
The doctor could not respond. This is why he needed to work out more and not stay inside.
Shizuo was about to shout at him but Shinra quickly and breathlessly blurted the room number. Turning, Shizuo approached the door. He slowly pounded on it three times as loud as he could.
He was going to make Izaya's life a living hell.