Writing Love Letters in the Enemy’s Toilet - A Vow of Eternal Love, Even After Rebirth (Transmigration) - Chapter 17

By the time the two arrived at Totsuka Station, the clock had already passed six in the evening.
“Try to cheer up a little,” Kuno said gently.

Haruka lowered her eyes. “I just… never imagined things like that were happening around my father…”

“Why don’t we grab something to eat before heading back? My treat,” Kuno offered.

Haruka gave a small nod. “Okay…”

Trying to lighten the mood, Kuno spoke with exaggerated cheer. “But seriously, there aren’t many good restaurants around Totsuka, huh? Let’s check out the station mall upstairs!”

They walked right from the ticket gate, passing through the automatic doors and into the building. Passing the grocery section, they rode the escalator up to the 7th floor, where the restaurant area was.

“So, Italian sound good?” Kuno asked, keeping his voice upbeat.

“I’m fine with anything…” Haruka replied absently, clearly not focused.

“Alright then, pasta it is!”

They entered a dimly lit pasta restaurant, and Kuno immediately second-guessed his choice. Maybe this wasn’t the best pick…

At the entrance, the waitress asked, “How many in your party?” Holding up two fingers, Kuno said with a grin, “Two!”

“Two, yes. Smoking is not permitted inside,” she said, leading them to their seats. Kuno sighed inwardly. Yeah… definitely picked the wrong place.

Once seated, they opened their menus, but Haruka merely stared at hers, unmoving. “This one looks good, doesn’t it?” Kuno pointed to the Smoked Salmon Cream Pasta, but Haruka barely reacted.

“Hmm, maybe I’ll go with the tomato and garlic pasta—tough choice!” he said a bit too loudly, but she didn’t respond.

Giving up, he said, “How about we get both? Smoked salmon cream pasta and tomato garlic pasta, and split them half and half?”

“Oh! Yes… that sounds fine,” Haruka said, realizing he was trying to cheer her up.

Kuno called the waitress and ordered the two pastas.

After she left, Haruka bowed her head slightly. “Thank you… for inviting me. If I’d gone straight home alone, I think my head would’ve just… spun out of control.”

Kuno smiled. “Honestly, I’m still not sure how much of what Keifuku said I should believe. Even if it’s true, he did say they wouldn’t hurt your father. I think we can hold onto that, at least.”

“You’re right… But still, we don’t have a single clue to go on…” she murmured.

Just then, the waitress returned with their food. “Here we are: smoked salmon cream pasta and tomato garlic pasta.”

“Would you like some side plates?”
“Yes, please,” Kuno answered.

The waitress quickly returned with plates.
“Is there anything else I can get you?”
“No, that’ll be all,” Kuno said.
“Please enjoy your meal,” she replied and left.

Kuno chuckled to himself. Every restaurant runs the same script…

Beside him, Haruka whispered, “I wonder if there’s… anything I can do.”

“Let’s start by looking into the Keimei Society,” Kuno suggested. “I’m curious about that ad too. Then we’ll wait for Keifuku’s update.”

“Oh! I forgot to send him my contact info!” Haruka exclaimed.

“Let’s eat first. It won’t get cold that way. We’ll figure it out after,” Kuno said.

They began eating their pasta.

After finishing, a waiter came to clear their plates. “Would you like something to drink?”
“Coffee for me,” Kuno said.
“I’ll have coffee too,” Haruka added.

“Right! I’ll message Keifuku now before I forget,” she said, pulling out her phone.

While she typed, Kuno sat quietly, waiting for their drinks. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed movement. Turning his head, he saw a man waving from outside the restaurant.

The man came in, smiling. “What a coincidence, meeting you here!”

Haruka looked up. “Oh, Mr. Nagata! Good evening!”

“Heading home from work?” Kuno asked.

“Nah, I just dropped by Kakitaro for a bit of pachinko,” Nagata laughed. “Anyway, what’s this? You two on a date? When did you get so close?”

Haruka’s cheeks flushed. “N-no, it’s not like that!”

Kuno joked, “If only I were lucky enough to date someone this beautiful.”

“Wh-what are you saying!?” Haruka squeaked, her ears turning red.

Nagata grinned, waving down a waitress. “One pescatore, please! Haven’t eaten all day—this place does a great one.”

“Did you win anything?” Kuno asked.

“Not a chance. Kakitaro, Nishi-Yoko… they’re all garbage these days!” he said, smacking the wet towel on the table in frustration.

As Nagata complained about pachinko, his food arrived. He quieted down once he started eating.

Then Haruka’s phone began to vibrate. “Excuse me,” she said, stepping outside to answer.

When she returned, her face was serious. “That was Mr. Keifuku.”

“What did he say? Did he find something?” Kuno asked.

“He wants us to come to the Jinno Building in Nishiazabu. Do you have time tonight?”

“I can go, but… if we leave now, we might miss the last train. Maybe I should go home first and get my car.”

“I can give you a ride,” Nagata offered. “I know where the Jinno Building is—it’s got that clinic I mentioned before.”

Haruka shook her head. “Oh no, we couldn’t ask that of you—”

“It’s fine, really,” Nagata insisted. “It’s on the way.”

Just then, Haruka received a message—it was Keifuku, sending the building’s address.

Nagata glanced at her phone. “Yep, that’s the one! The clinic I told you about’s in there.”

Kuno nodded. “We should hurry. Haruka, are you okay with that?”
“Yes, thank you,” she said.

Kuno turned to Nagata. “We’d really appreciate the ride. Dinner’s on me.” He grabbed the check and went to the register.

After paying, he rejoined them. “All set. Where’s your car parked?”
“In the station lot,” Nagata said, leading the way.

As they walked, Nagata asked, “Are you sure it’s okay to treat me?”
“Of course! You’re doing us a huge favor,” Kuno said.
“Well, in that case, I won’t argue,” Nagata chuckled.

They got into his car. “Don’t hold back—take the expressway. I’ll cover tolls too,” Kuno said.

The late-night highway was clear, and within an hour they arrived at the Jinno Building.

In the underground parking lot, Kuno said, “Would you mind waiting a bit?”
“No problem. I’ll grab a coffee nearby. Call me when you’re done,” Nagata replied, stepping out.

Kuno and Haruka took the elevator to the first floor. Kuno called Keifuku.
“Hello, this is Kuno. We’ve just arrived.”
“You’re on the first floor? I’ll come get you,” Keifuku said.

Moments later, he appeared. “Apologies for calling you out so late.”
“It’s fine—I wanted to know what you found,” Haruka said earnestly.

“Right this way,” Keifuku said, leading them into the elevator.

It stopped at the third floor. A soft chime sounded, and when the doors opened, a motion sensor triggered the glass doors ahead.

To the right stood a reception counter, the name Jeffersonian Clinic on the wall behind it.
So this is the clinic Nagata mentioned… Kuno thought.

The place was eerily quiet. No receptionist, no lights in the hallway—just darkness and closed doors. Four in total, two on each side, and one more at the end of the hall.

Keifuku knocked twice on the far door. “Come in,” a man’s voice answered.

Inside was a desk to the left and a sofa set in the center.

“This is Mr. Sakaki,” Keifuku introduced.

Kuno and Haruka bowed slightly as they entered.

“And these are Mr. Kuno and Ms. Haruka, Mr. Koichi’s daughter.”

“Please, have a seat,” Sakaki said, remaining at his desk. They sat across from him.

Keifuku began, “About that call I received earlier— it was an emergency summons from Yatagarasu headquarters. There… they revealed something only a handful of upper members knew.”

He paused. “Koichi… was not Rikyu’s reincarnation. He was a decoy— a shadow crafted by Yatagarasu.”

Haruka’s eyes widened. “He wasn’t…? Then what will happen to him?”

“If they’ve realized that, there’s no need to keep him captive,” Keifuku replied. “There are three possibilities: one, he’s released. Two, he’s used as leverage in negotiations. And three… though I hate to say it… he could be silenced.”

Haruka’s face went pale. “You mean… killed?”

“Not necessarily. The Keimei Society rarely acts rashly. Let’s hope for the best,” Keifuku said gently.

Kuno frowned. Then who’s the real Rikyu? And why did Koichi take his own life…?

“There’s more,” Keifuku continued. “I told you before about the Trinity. Three have been confirmed. Yatagarasu once held two, but they were recently stolen by the Keimei Society. Now, the last one is all we have left. If they seize it, the balance of the world will collapse. Those without power would be at their mercy.”

He looked at Kuno. “That’s why, Mr. Kuno, we need your help.”

“Huh? Me? Why!?”

“Because, if the reports are correct—you are Rikyu’s reincarnation.”

Kuno froze. “What!?”

“I was shocked too,” Keifuku admitted. “Headquarters sent your information just after we parted. Once I saw your name, there was no doubt. It’s fortunate you came together—Keimei agents may already be watching your home.”

Haruka turned to him. “Is that… true?”

“I— I don’t know what to say…”

“We need you to recover Rikyu’s memory,” Keifuku said. “Specifically, where you hid the Trinity.”

“Recover it? How?”

“That’s why we brought you here. Dr. Sakaki specializes in hypnotherapy. Through guided regression, you may recall your past life.”

Haruka looked anxious. “Is it safe?”
“Completely,” Keifuku assured her.

Kuno scratched his head. “So I just… lie down?”

“Exactly. Just follow his instructions,” Sakaki said.

Kuno sighed. “Well, if all I have to do is lie down…”

“Right this way,” Sakaki led them into the next room.

It resembled a medical office—desk to the left, bed to the right.

“Please, lie down on the bed,” Sakaki instructed.

Kuno obeyed, reclining on his back.

“Now, close your eyes and take three deep breaths,” Sakaki said softly.

Kuno inhaled and exhaled slowly.

“When I count down from three, you will drift into a deep, calm sleep…”

“Three… two… one…”

Silence fell.