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theblackcrossOutside the koneko, voices snaked out to the sidewalk, words unintelligable. It didn't bother Sato - he knew who was in the alleyway. Interrupting the men's conversation would only earn him their ire - and he doubted Hidaka would be telling him anything he wanted to know afterwards.
He had considered Omi's report. It had seemed inconsequential at the time - but as he'd made his way home, he felt a check-in was in order. The team, he'd decided, needed to know he was looking in on them after all.
His briefcase was back in his hand, and with the other he adjusted his tie, brushing against the disk stored on the inside of his dress jacket.
He came around to the front of the koneko, and knocked properly on the door.
He had considered Omi's report. It had seemed inconsequential at the time - but as he'd made his way home, he felt a check-in was in order. The team, he'd decided, needed to know he was looking in on them after all.
His briefcase was back in his hand, and with the other he adjusted his tie, brushing against the disk stored on the inside of his dress jacket.
He came around to the front of the koneko, and knocked properly on the door.
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