Halo Seventeen: Hisayo:
June 8th, 1986.
Today was one of those rare, quiet days. Asuka went out to visit her family for the day. Their father had to work late again. Hisayo and Toshiko had the apartment all to their themselves. The girls wound up not doing much for their free Sunday. They did their homework and watched TV. This type of quiet almost shocked them to the point that they didn't know what to do first.
By sundown, their doorbell buzzed. Hisayo stood up with a puzzled look on her face.
"Is that Papa?" Toshiko asked.
"No," her sister said, shaking her head. Hisayo stood and walked over to the door. "Who is it?"
A man with short dark hair and a tired face looked through the peep hole. He straightened up his black t-shirt and cleared his throat. Hisayo opened the door rather confused.
"Yes?" she asked.
"Is your father back yet?" he asked.
"Ah, I see. Do you mind if I wait for him here?"
Hisayo's eyes shifted left and right as she bit her lower lip. "I'm sorry, but I don't know you."
"Oh, don't worry. My name is Kitano. I am acquainted with your father."
"Uh… well… I'm Hisayo and my little sister is on the couch."
"And what is her name?"
"There, you see?" the man asked. "Now we know each other. May I come in now?" Hisayo fidgeted with her hands as she looked down at her feet.
"I guess…" she said against her better judgement. Kitano gave her what could close to a smile.
"That a girl," he said. Kitano patted the teenage girl on the head and walked past her. Hisayo pressed her lips together as she closed the door behind them.
Kitano reached into his pocket and pulled out a long, thick string.
"Could you cut this for me, Toshi-chan?" he asked. The little girl picked up her Hello Kitty safety scissors and snipped the string in half.
"Thank you," Kitano said. He balled the pieces in his hand and pulled the string out as one long piece. "Ah, I told you to cut this. Maybe there's something wrong with your scissors." He looked at the string and then at said scissors. Hisayo walked into the living room with a tray of tea.
"Here you are," she said.
"Thank you, Hisayo-chan," Kitano said. He picked up a cup and took a drink. The bitter taste brought up something in his mind.
"Tell me something, girls," he said. "Are you familiar with the Land of the Dead?" Hisayo and Toshiko looked at him with a blank stare. Kitano chuckled.
"I didn't think so." He set down his cup. "There is so much that you girls don't know. You two could be of good use to the future someday."
"What do you mean?" Hisayo asked. Kitano leaned back against the couch.
"Oh, don't mind the ramblings of a man trying to figure it all out," he said. "Still, I think you have some bright futures ahead of you."
"Are you Papa's friend?" Toshiko asked.
"You can say that," the man dressed in black said.
"He's never mentioned you," Hisayo said in a careful tone.
"Ah, well, we barely get to see each other at work and I am on the rival side." He could tell by the looks on the older sister's face that she wanted to grab Toshiko and run out the door. Kitano ran his finger around the top of his tea cup.
"Now, now," he said. "I wouldn't come here to harm you girls intentionally."
Hisayo tilted her head. "Then… what do you want?"
"I just want to talk to your father." Kitano looked at the clock above the TV. "Your father is sure late getting home." As if on cue, the front door opened.
"I'm home," the girls' father said. He had just taken off his shoes when he spotted Kitano sitting on the couch. "What are you doing here?"
Kitano put up his hands, shrugging. "I was just talking two your daughters while I waited for you to come home."
"Get out!" Isobe-san shouted. The other man calmly rose to his feet.
"Alright," he said. "I guess I'll see you tomorrow then?" Kitano walked over to the front door and put on his shoes. He was just about to walk out when he turned to Isobe-san.
"Oh, Isobe, you have such pretty girls," Kitano said in a low voice.
"Don't you ever set foot in this apartment ever again!" Isobe-san shouted. He slammed door after his rival left. It took the father about ten minutes to calm down. His daughters looked at him with big, frightened eyes. Isobe-san pressed his hand to his forehead.
"I am so sorry, girls," he said. "I didn't mean for you to see such an ugly scene. Have you had dinner yet?" His daughters shook their heads.
"Right…" the man said. "Let's see what mama left you in the fridge." Hisayo and Toshiko didn't budge as their father walked into the kitchen.
Kitano sat at his desk with Chirin's patient file and the article about the Isobe murders. The former sent a shiver of anticipation for a reunion while the latter made him smile at how the girls were helping them with his grand plan of a game. He only wished for the right "happy accident" to spark round two.
He would get his wish right about… now.
Kitano looked up when his phone rang. He shoved aside everything and flipped open his phone.
"Hello?" he asked.
"Boss, we've got a problem," one of the interns in Rampo Tech's basement lab said.