Everything that had happen within the past day was now a blur to them.
From what they recall, they were first working on a case in their office. Nothing too out of the ordinary, obviously. Secondly, they were given... another case, though with the possibility of spy work. It was okay--unwanted, but the work seemed easy enough to avoid said possibility.
Quietly walking towards the Kirijo mansion, they gently used the brass knocker and awaited an answer. Of course, they hadn’t expected to immediately be pulled in and have a chloroform rag used on them. They attempted to hold their breath, but due to the unexpected turn of things, it wasn’t possible. They fell slack in the man’s arms, soon being taken to an unknown place.
Now? They stood in front of the famed Mitsuru Kirijo, with two men standing on either side of themselves. Seems like the men expected things to go awry. Frowning, Naoto looked Mitsuru in the eyes, too confused to even think about the woman’s beauty.
“... You’re not the person from before.” They murmured, their voice low and breathy. “Tell me... is this what always happens, when you have guests? What even are your intentions?”
@facetsofdaydreams sent in a case file regarding mitsuru kirijo.