Chapter 62 :—( Spy Perspectives)– What Connection Does She Have With the Young Master?
Scene 1
The black luxury car glided smoothly through the afternoon traffic, its tinted windows reflecting the passing city lights like a silent shadow. Inside, Haruya sat quietly, unaware of the careful eyes watching him from behind.
A few cars back, a nondescript silver sedan followed at a safe distance. Behind the wheel was Rin Takahashi — a discreet and highly skilled operative personally chosen by Akaya herself. Rin was in her late twenties, with sharp features, practical short hair, and the kind of unremarkable appearance that allowed her to blend into any crowd. Today she wore simple civilian clothes and drove an ordinary-looking vehicle that would never draw attention.
*Where is the young master going?* Rin thought, eyes narrowed as she kept a precise distance. *And who are these people? Why is he riding with them?*
She gripped the steering wheel a little tighter.
*Thank goodness Madam ordered me to follow him today. I need to stay careful… they must not notice me.*
The black car continued onward, eventually turning into a quieter, more exclusive part of the city. Rin's eyebrows rose slightly as the surroundings changed — towering luxury buildings, private gates, and heavy security checkpoints became more frequent. This was no ordinary district. This was Roppongi Hills, one of the most prestigious and tightly guarded residential areas in Tokyo, reserved for the ultra-wealthy and top celebrities.
The black car slowed and turned toward a private entrance.
Rin's eyes widened. *A private provision area? Only for the richest of the rich? This is getting more suspicious by the second.*
She knew she couldn't follow directly in her car — the security here was far too strict. Any unknown vehicle would be stopped and questioned immediately. Thinking quickly, Rin turned into a nearby public parking building and found a spot on the upper level. She killed the engine, grabbed her small equipment bag, and slipped out of the car.
Moving with practiced efficiency, she made her way to a tall tree at the edge of the parking structure that offered a decent vantage point. With the agility of someone well-trained, she climbed the tree silently, settling herself among the thick branches where the leaves and shadows would hide her from casual observers and most CCTV cameras.
Rin pulled out a pair of high-powered binoculars and adjusted the focus.
"Wait… that's a private penthouse," she whispered to herself, zooming in. The black car had stopped directly in front of an extravagant top-floor residence. "This is even more suspicious than I thought. I need evidence."
She reached into her bag and quickly assembled a compact but powerful Nikon COOLPIX P1100 camera with a long zoom lens. Her movements were fast and precise — practiced many times before. She took five clear photos in rapid succession: the car arriving, Haruya stepping out, the grand welcome with servants on the red carpet, and the entrance to the penthouse.
*Three to five photos should be enough for now,* she thought, carefully packing the camera away. *It's time to get a closer look and find out who is really behind this. If there are any ulterior motives… Madam needs to know immediately.*
Rin stayed perched in the tree for a few more moments, watching intently through her binoculars as Haruya disappeared inside the building. Her expression remained calm and professional, but her mind was already running through possibilities.
*Young Master… what kind of connection do you have with the person who lives here?*
She needed more information.
Scene 2
Rin Takahashi moved like a shadow through the narrow back streets surrounding the luxurious complex. She had already changed her appearance using a simple but effective disguise — a wig, colored contact lenses, and a different jacket — making her look like an ordinary office worker on her day off. No one would connect this unremarkable woman with the one who had been following the black car earlier.
She slipped into a tight alleyway between two buildings, her footsteps silent on the pavement. The security around the private penthouse area was formidable, but Rin had trained for situations like this. She spotted a sturdy drainage pipe running up the side of a neighboring building and, without hesitation, began to climb.
Her hands gripped the cold metal firmly as she scaled the wall with practiced ease, muscles working smoothly from years of discreet training.
A few minutes later, she reached the rooftop, breathing steadily. From this elevated position, she had a clear, unobstructed view of Miyahara Yume's penthouse.
Rin crouched low behind a ventilation unit to stay hidden and pulled out her binoculars again. She adjusted the focus, her expression calm and professional, though her mind was racing.
She watched as Haruya was guided through the elegant interior. The young master looked relaxed, polite as always, following the secretary toward what appeared to be a VIP guest room. Rin's lips pressed into a thin line.
*He's inside now…*
She quickly assembled her camera once more and took several sharp, zoomed-in photographs — Haruya entering the room, the luxurious surroundings, and the careful way the staff treated him. Every click was precise and quiet.
Her thoughts turned darker as she continued observing.
*I don't believe the young master would come here on his own for something casual. That woman… Miyahara Yume… she must have manipulated him somehow. A famous actress inviting a boy to her private penthouse? This is highly suspicious.*
Rin's loyalty to Akaya ran deep. Protecting Haruya wasn't just a job — it was a serious responsibility. Seeing him enter such a private space with someone as influential as Yume made her instincts flare with caution.
She continued watching through the binoculars, capturing more images as Haruya moved around the guest room. Then the scene shifted.
Scene shift — The Restaurant
A short while later, Rin had repositioned herself to observe the luxury restaurant Yume had privately reserved. From her hidden vantage point on a nearby rooftop, she had a partial but useful view of the interior through the large windows.
Haruya and Miyahara Yume were seated across from each other. The actress looked beautiful but visibly tense. Every female staff member in the restaurant kept stealing glances at Haruya, their eyes filled with open longing and admiration.
Rin's expression hardened as she watched.
*Look at them… staring at the young master like that. And that woman — she's clearly trying to get close to him. I don't believe this is innocent. She manipulated him into coming here.*
She raised her camera again and took several more discreet photos — Haruya and Yume together at the table, the way Yume kept fidgeting nervously, and the obvious attention Haruya was receiving from the staff.
Inside her mind, Rin's thoughts continued with cold professionalism.
*If this turns out to be anything more than a simple celebration… Madam needs to know immediately. The young master is too precious to be pulled into something like this without proper protection.*
She lowered the camera slightly, her eyes never leaving the scene below.
The quiet afternoon had suddenly become far more complicated than anyone realized.
To be continued…
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📝 Author note 📝
Hello my dear reader's
This one was from the spy's perspective, showing what was actually happening while Haruya and Yume were together. I thought it would be interesting to see things from that side for a change.
If anything in this chapter felt confusing or you have questions, feel free to drop them in the comments. I read all of them.
Also, just a heads-up my half-yearly exams are coming soon, so uploads might slow down a bit this month. I'm trying my best to study and write at the same time, but sometimes it gets tough. Please bear with me, I'll keep updating as much as I can.
Thanks for sticking with the story and for all your support. It really keeps me motivated ❤️
See you in the next chapter!
—king_fuzu_