Her throat burned, her mouth burned, and her stomach burned like hell. Was she supposed to answer him? She could barely breathe, let alone speak, so she only stared at him with tired eyes, gasping and coughing to clear her airway.
Yukimura did as he was told, making sure he hid the file in his suit before leaving work. Avoiding his partner was hard and risky, but he hardly did so, doing his best not to raise suspicion, but was sure she already knew at least the gist of what was going on. Arriving at Akihime’s home not too long later, he knocked on the door, waiting for her to open up.