Taking Control

"Fumiko, be careful," Hiroto said, grabbing his blazer and heading towards the door.

Fumiko, preoccupied with breakfast, barely looked up. "Careful about what?"

"The media," Hiroto replied, his voice tense. "They're camped outside like ravenous wolves. Use the back exit and join the throng from there. If they see you leaving the house, it'll be a feeding frenzy."

Fumiko's eyes widened. "Already? They're relentless."

"And whatever our plan is, be cautious," Hiroto murmured into Fumiko's ear, his voice laced with urgency. "A media leak could expose everything, ruining you, me, and the kids."

Fumiko's brow furrowed. "Thanks for the heads-up. Thankfully, the kids are already at school."

Hiroto offered a curt nod before turning towards the throng of reporters swarming the entrance. Security guards struggled to contain the chaos as shouts erupted from the crowd.

"Mr. Anzai! What's behind this sudden announcement?" one reporter bellowed.