Writing Love Letters in the Enemy’s Toilet - A Vow of Eternal Love, Even After Rebirth (Transmigration) - Chapter 12

Kuno had arranged to meet Haruka at 1:30 PM at the same ticket gate under Totsuka Station as the day before. When Kuno arrived ten minutes early, he saw Haruka waiting in front of the coin lockers, just like yesterday.

Kuno walked up to her and tapped her shoulder. “Mitsutomo!”

Haruka turned around. “Kuno! You’re early again today.”

Kuno grinned and gave a little salute. “I’m still a working adult, you know. I try to be ten minutes early for everything.”

Haruka laughed. “You’re early, too. I’m also technically a working adult… though I’ve been skipping work since yesterday.”

They both chuckled as they passed through the ticket gate and took the escalator on the right up to the platform. On the left side of the platform, a Shonan-Shinjuku Line train was waiting.

Haruka looked at it. “Is this the right train?”

Kuno shook his head. “No, that one’s going toward Shinjuku. We can’t take it.”

“Then we should wait on the other side, right? The Tokaido Line like yesterday,” she said and started walking toward the opposite platform. Kuno quickly stopped her. “Wait! For Bakurocho, we should take the next Yokosuka Line train—it goes straight there!”

“Really? We don’t have to transfer to the Sobu Rapid Line at Tokyo Station?” Haruka asked.

“No, the Yokosuka Line connects directly to the Sobu Rapid Line,” Kuno explained.

They boarded the next Yokosuka Line train and headed to Bakurocho, where Σ Soft Services was located. After about fifty minutes from Totsuka, they arrived. Climbing the stairs from the platform, they took a long escalator that led up to the ticket gates. In front of the gates was an underground passage, and they had to climb another set of stairs to reach the surface.

“This is pretty deep underground for a non-subway station, isn’t it?” Haruka remarked.

Kuno laughed. “Yeah. Without that escalator, getting to the gates would be a nightmare.”

They walked through a clothing wholesaler district for about five minutes before reaching the building that housed Σ Soft Services. Taking the escalator to the second floor, they approached the reception desk.

“Hello,” Haruka said politely, “we have a 3:00 PM appointment with Yoshitomi. My name is Mitsutomo.”

The receptionist nodded. “Yes, I’ve been informed by Yoshitomi. Please follow me to Meeting Room 3.”

She guided them into a well-furnished room with a sleek leather sofa. They sat and waited for about five minutes.

Then came two soft knocks. Haruka straightened. “Yes!” she answered nervously.

The receptionist entered, placing two cups of coffee on the table. “Mr. Yoshitomi will be here shortly. Please wait a moment.” Then she quietly left.

Kuno, feeling restless, glanced around at the paintings on the wall. Then another knock sounded. Before Haruka could reply, the door opened, and a man entered.

They both stood up quickly. The man bowed slightly. “I’m Yoshitomi.” He took out a black business card holder and handed Haruka his card.

She accepted it with both hands and a polite bow. The card read: Executive Managing Director, Yoshitomi Toyohide.

He really is a big shot, Haruka thought, feeling a bit nervous. “Thank you for taking the time to meet us,” she said with a bow.

Yoshitomi turned to Kuno, who had said, “I’m just here to accompany her,” but the man still politely offered his card. “I’m Yoshitomi. Please, have a seat.”

Once seated, Yoshitomi asked, “How is your father’s condition? I heard there was something you wanted to discuss with me today.”

Haruka lowered her eyes. “I’m sorry for not contacting you sooner… My father regained consciousness, but… he’s gone missing.”

“What… what did you just say?” Yoshitomi’s face paled rapidly.

He muttered, “Why didn’t you tell us sooner…” then took a deep breath. “So, right now, you don’t know where Mitsutomo is?”

“Two days ago, he disappeared from the hospital,” Haruka explained.

At that, Yoshitomi suddenly stood up. “I have to take an urgent call. Please wait here. I’ll speak with you in detail when I return.” He hurriedly left the room.

Haruka and Kuno exchanged puzzled looks. From outside, they could hear Yoshitomi’s raised voice: “What were you doing…?” “Contact with Inu…” “If it’s too late…”
He sounded furious and panicked.

Haruka whispered, “My father told me to contact the company, but I thought it could wait until after he was discharged… Was that a mistake?”

Kuno whispered back, “I don’t think it should’ve been that big of a deal…”

Just then, the door opened again. Yoshitomi returned, his face still flushed. “Sorry to keep you waiting,” he said. He sat down, took another deep breath, and tried to sound calm. “So, what was it you wanted to ask me?”

Haruka bowed again. “I’m truly sorry for contacting you so late. I thought it could wait until after my father’s discharge.”

At that, Yoshitomi’s face reddened again. “That was far too late!” he shouted without meaning to.

Both Haruka and Kuno flinched in surprise. Realizing he’d raised his voice, Yoshitomi quickly tried to compose himself. But then Kuno asked, “So, Mitsutomo’s suicide and disappearance… they’re connected, aren’t they?”

That word—suicide—seemed to shake Yoshitomi. He must have assumed that Mitsutomo had already told his daughter everything.

He muttered, “If only we had explained everything to the family when he was first hospitalized…”

“Please, if you know anything, tell us everything!” Haruka pleaded desperately.

Yoshitomi looked conflicted. “Where should I even begin…”

After a pause, he finally said, “Perhaps… with our ancestors. Our ancestors possessed what we would now call supernatural abilities.”

Haruka blinked in confusion. What does that have to do with Dad’s suicide? She couldn’t help blurting out, “Huh? Superpowers?”

Kuno raised a finger to his lips. “Let’s just hear him out.” Yoshitomi gave him a small nod. “Thank you. Please, just accept that our ancestors had such abilities.”

He continued, “Our ancestors had a strict rule—never use their powers in front of outsiders. They lived separately from ordinary humans. But over time, some began living among them.”

He leaned forward slightly. “Those who broke the rule and used their powers before others were branded witches, demons, ogres, or monsters—and persecuted. Eventually, some grew to hate humans. They came to believe that those with special abilities should rule over all.”

He took a deep breath. “But those who hated humans never took action—or perhaps I should say, they couldn’t. You see, there’s a symbol passed down through generations, called the Trinity, marking the leader of our kind. It has always remained with those who keep the law. I don’t know what power it holds, but as long as the Trinity is in the hands of the law-abiding, those who hate humans cannot act.”

Haruka stared blankly. What is he even talking about?

Kuno frowned slightly. Even as a cover story, “superpowers” is a bit much…