Writing Love Letters in the Enemy’s Toilet - A Vow of Eternal Love, Even After Rebirth (Transmigration) - Chapter 15

Keifuku burst out of the reception room and rushed straight to the headquarters of the Yatagarasu.

When he opened the heavy doors, a vast chamber unfolded before him. On the left wall stood a massive monitor, glowing faintly in the dim light. At the center of the room, a pyramid-like structure of chairs rose in four tiers — one at the very top, then three, then more spreading below — ten seats in total, each occupied by a high-ranking executive of the organization.

Keifuku stepped forward until he reached the center of the chamber and bowed deeply. “My apologies for keeping you waiting.”

A stern voice came from the right seat on the second tier. “First, you owe us an explanation — and a report — regarding your delayed response to Mitsutomo’s disappearance. Depending on what you say, your punishment will be—”

Before he could finish, the executive seated to the left on the same tier interrupted, “Before discussing discipline, shouldn’t Keifuku be tasked with handling the disappearance itself?”

The man on the right frowned. “But shouldn’t we first determine the cause of Mitsutomo’s disappearance here and now?”

From the very top seat, the Head of the Yatagarasu spoke in a calm, commanding tone. “I agree that securing Rikyū’s reincarnation as soon as possible must be our highest priority. Does anyone object?”

A hush fell over the chamber.

Once the silence settled, the Head continued, “We’ve received a warning from the Freemasons — that the worst has happened.”

Keifuku stepped forward slightly. “The worst…? What do you mean—”

“Silence!” snapped an elder. “Do not speak while the Head is addressing us!”

The Head resumed in a grave voice. “Until now, this information has been kept strictly confidential, known only to a few among our highest ranks. The truth is… there exist three Trinities. For years, we have sought ways to counter the disaster that would occur should one fall into the hands of our enemies.”

He continued, “Our research uncovered that one of them lay on the moon. Thus, during the Apollo 11 mission, astronauts selected from among the Freemasons secretly retrieved it. At that time, we managed to secure two of the three Trinities. Ever since, our aim has been to locate the last one — to establish an unshakable foundation of power.”

His tone hardened. “But last night, those two Holy Grails were stolen from the Temple Association. At this very moment, the Freemasons are working with every resource they have to recover them. Yet, if the final Trinity also falls into the hands of our enemies, then we will have no remaining means of resistance. The retrieval of the stolen Grails is now in the Freemasons’ hands. As for us — our mission is clear. We must find the last remaining Trinity, and to do that, securing Rikyū’s reincarnation is of utmost importance.”

Keifuku hesitated. “But… Mitsutomo, the reincarnation of Rikyū, may already have been abducted—”

“You are not permitted to speak—” the right-side executive began, but the Head cut him off with a sharp cough.

“That, too,” the Head said gravely, “is known only to a handful among the upper ranks. The truth is, at that time, we had identified Nobunaga’s reincarnation — but not Rikyū’s. Desperate, we decided to use a spy embedded within our own organization. We selected Mitsutomo as a decoy, spreading false information that he was the reincarnation of Rikyū.”

Gasps echoed through the room.

The Head’s voice dropped lower. “Now, however, we finally have a lead on the real reincarnation. Only those present in this room are aware of this fact. Should this information leak, it will mean one among us is the spy. We must never allow the reincarnation of Rikyū to fall into the hands of our enemies. Keifuku — this mission falls to you. We will send the details shortly.”

The Head met Keifuku’s gaze. “That is all. Understood?”

All the executives answered in unison, “Yes, sir.”

Then, with a faint mechanical hum, their chairs slid backward, merging smoothly into the wall until the chamber was empty once more.

Keifuku remained alone in the vast room. He exhaled sharply, muttering, “You sly old fox…” Then, pulling out his phone, he turned it on. A message had arrived — the data on Rikyū’s reincarnation.

As he opened the attachment, an image of a driver’s license appeared on the screen. Keifuku clicked his tongue. “Tch… So it’s you…”

He stuffed the phone back into his pocket, eyes narrowing with determination. “Looks like things are about to get busy.”