Chapter Seventy: Outcasted
PRESENT, 2020 (Tokyo) "Spacing out is really not your thing, Amazawa-san." Osamu Sato had not seen the face of Amazawa for three days now since that sudden getaway to Kyoto last time. This was the first time this week that he had finally taken the initiative to meet her in her office so he could see how she was. As it turned out, she was still fine but something had changed, he just could not pinpoint what it was as he watched her squirm and look quite uncomfortable and troubled in her seat behind her desk. She was still avoiding his gaze as he walked into the room and sat on the couch across her. He waited for her to speak back, but Yuko had been occupied by something she was looking at in her computer. "Amazawa-san?" he called out to her again. Distractingly, she glanced his way with
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