Jin sat on the couch with her knees to her chest, silently listening to Susuma while avoiding looking at him. She stared at the door for a moment longer before standing and moving over to the door, opening it to see who was outside.
Jin flinched at Susuma’s screaming, holding her head as it started to throb. “Matsunaga-sousakan..” She cleated her throat and looked up at him, her bags having only gotten worse. “What are you doing here..?”
Every time he yelled, her head throbbed; grinding her teeth, she clutched her head, glaring at Matsunaga. “What do you want? What do you get out of all of this..?”