Chapter 33: Meeting with Hiroshi.

The bandits arrived at a modest house on the outskirts of Yokohama. Mousa, Jun, Shota, Toma, and Kazuya were focused.

Mousa led the way to the front door, where he knocked gently. Moments later, the door swung open, revealing Hiroshi's weary face.

"Hiroshi," Mousa greeted, his voice carrying a mix of relief and concern. "We came as soon as we could."

Hiroshi's eyes flickered with a glimmer of hope as he stepped aside to let them in. "Thank you, Mousa. I don't know what I would've done without your help."

Inside, the house was modest but warmly decorated. They followed Hiroshi to the living room where they all sat down.

"Hiroshi, tell us what happened," Mousa urged gently, leaning forward.

Hiroshi took a deep breath, his hands trembling slightly as he began. "It all started a week ago. A group of mysterious people showed up at the restaurant. They had strange, unique weapons—each one seemed to have some kind of ability. I'd never seen anything like it."

Shota leaned forward, curiosity piqued. "Unique weapons? What do you mean by abilities?"

Hiroshi nodded, his brow furrowing in thought. "One of them had a sword that could ignite in flames with a single swipe. Another carried a whip that could extend and contract at will, and there was one with a bow that shot arrows that seemed to explode on impact."

Kazuya's eyes widened. "That sounds like more than just ordinary gangsters."

The bandits all looked at each other.

Mousa then asked. "Did they introduce themselves."

Hiroshi shook his head. "No. They didn't give any names or reasons. They just barged in, demanded control of the restaurant, and took my daughters as hostages to ensure I complied with their demands. They said they'd return in a week for my answer."

Jun's expression hardened. "Where are your daughters now?"

Hiroshi's voice broke slightly. "They're still with them. They took them to an unknown location. I haven't heard anything since."

"We'll get them back, Hiroshi. You have my word." Mousa said.

Hiroshi looked at Mousa, his eyes filled with gratitude. "I trust you, Mousa. I just want my daughters back safely."

Toma leaned back, processing the information. "It sounds like we're dealing with more than just ordinary criminals. These abilities and weapons might suggest they might have access to advanced technology or they're a group that's supported by the Temporal Order."

Jun nodded "Whatever might be the case we just need to approach this carefully. We're not just facing a gang; we're facing a potentially powerful and well-equipped group."

Mousa stood up, his resolve clear. "We need to gather more intel on these people. Shota, Toma and Kazuya, I want you guys to do some scouting around the restaurant to find out more about the enemy. Jun and I will stay here and protect Hiroshi. We need to be ready for when they return."

As the team began to discuss their plans and preparations. Back in their base, there was someone making a move.

Aiko was talking to the phone in her room.

"Yes sir, They already left..."

".....Okay, so shall we execute our plan?"

"Yes, we shall begin our plan.... Mr. Singh."