Everyone was toweling off on the couch and Ryo was back on his laptop.

"What is that?" Akira asked, digging into a second sandwich now.

"A montage image." Ryo was back to his normal self. "I reconstructed the guy who filmed you."

"This guy." Akira grimaced.

"You know him?" Ryo asked.

"The photographer who's pursuing Miki."

"That's his house." Ryo showed you and Akira the reconnaissance that he had been focused on. "That's where we're headed. The sun's setting, so we've got to head out soon. Eat something and then we'll go."

And Ryo's words were final. You all shared a hearty meal and then you found yourself in one of Ryo's cars. Technically, it was your car. A cute little yellow car, with fun fins on the back.

"His home is in a place like this? He was driving a pretty good car." Akira held you closer, looking at the iffy surroundings for danger.

But finding the exact house was a little harder. Ryo had to bribe a man with a light for his cigarette and a roll of money in order to get directions. When you all had finally made it there, Ryo rung the buzzer. Over and over and over.

"Yes. Who is it?" A voice called out.

"Is Koji Nagasaki home?" Ryo asked politely. "We're coworkers of his."

"My son is at work. He only comes back at night." An elderly woman peeked out from the crack in the door.

"Excuse us." Ryo ripped the door from her. Now was not the time for pleasantries.

"Hey, you!" She yelled as he walked in.

"Hey, Ryo." Akira held you tighter as he followed after your big brother.

"Close the door." Ryo really wasn't in the mood for this.

"You can't just waltz in here." The old lady wasn't in the mood for this either. Who would be, for a home invasion?

"Come on, babe, stay close to me. Take your shoes off." Akira felt uneasy.

"Like I even have a choice." You smiled a small smile.

"My son said never to go in his room!" Nagasaki's mother yelled out. "There's lots of top-secret documents in there."

"I'm sorry. Excuse us." Akira hastily removed his shoes, made sure yours were off, and followed Ryo.

Ryo was clearing shelves of books. As you and Akira walked in, he threw a book at the camera near the enterance.

"Hey, Ryo. Don't you think that was too forceful?" Akira wasn't really comfortable with this. He might have been a demon, but he wasn't a monster.

"Is our enemy so simple that we can fight while still obeying laws and etiquette?" He logged on to the room's computer as you slipped your hands under Akira's shirt. You could smell his anxiety for breaking the laws. The gentle touch brought him back to you, and allowed him to bury his nose into your hair.

"You're right."  Akira admitted. But soon, the smell of anxiety turned to the smell of lust. You turned to see what had triggered such a rapid change, only to see a load of pornographic images on Nagasaki's computer. And in the middle of that, was Akira's video.

Ryo downloaded a program onto the computer, one you knew was particularly deadly, and then you all exited the room.