With those words, the black cloth covering Ruriko Yokoo's eyes was removed. Freed from the darkness, she cautiously opened her eyes and found herself in a dimly lit small room. Her hands were tied behind her back to a chair. Standing before her was a tall, blond foreign man wearing gold-rimmed glasses.
She looked down at her clothes and was relieved to find she wasn't missing any; she was still dressed in her summer school uniform. At the very least, her chastity was preserved.
"Who are you?"
"Miss Yokoo, we are an organization you cannot afford to provoke." Robert spoke with an air of superiority as he circled behind the chair to untie Ruriko Yokoo's ropes. "Soon your little boyfriend will come charging in here.
"At the moment he opens the door, I hope you can use rational words to calm him down and encourage him to cooperate with us.
"His ability to cleave bullets with his knife and beat a handgun within ten paces is his skill.
