It was Saturday night about midnight and Mio was lying in her bed. When I message came through on her phone. She sat up immediately and rushed down stairs. She bolted out into her backyard and saw a shadowy figure standing there. “Eizan.”
He took a few steps forward and she could see his face. “Hi.” She immediately ran up and hugged him. He hugged her tightly. “You could have at least put some shoes on.
She rubbed her head against his chest. “What are you doing here?”
“I snuck away. I had to change clothes in the back of the convenience store. I had to bribe a worker. I just wanted to see you.”
She hugged him tighter. “I missed you.”
“I missed you too.” They kissed for a few seconds before slowly walking over to a bench by her back door. “How have you been?”
“I’ve been better. Have you found anything out yet?”
He shook his head. “No and my trip abroad wasn’t very fruitful.”
Mio laid her head on his shoulder. “This sucks.”
“Yeah, I agree.”
They stayed like that chatting for nearly an hour before she started to fall asleep. They said their goodbyes and Eizan disappeared back into the darkness. She sat there for nearly ten minutes after he left. She kept starring in the direction he left hoping that he would come back. Eventually, she stood up and quietly snuck back into her room. She laid there staring at the ceiling for almost an hour lost in thought before she fell asleep.
Eizan on the other hand had walked back towards his apartment until he saw a black car a block away from his home. He stared at the car for a few seconds before slowly walking up to the window. The man in the driver’s seat was clearly startled. He knocked on the window with a smile on his face. The man rolled down the window and stared at him with a bewildered look on his face. Eizan smiled. “Better luck next time.” He turned and walked up to his apartment.
The man in the car stared at him in disbelief as he entered his apartment. Little did Eizan know he had accomplished his goal completely. The man was scared shitless. He immediately made a phone call. “Hey, find someone else to do this job. I quit.”
The man on the other line asked. “What? Why? What happened?”
The guy in the car was shakily holding the phone. “That boy is scary as hell. I don’t want anything to do with this anymore. He came right up to the car window and knocked. There was no fear in his eyes at all. The smile on his face made me think he was going to kill me. I could tell if I made a move, I might not be talking to you right now. You said he was just a kid. That’s not like any kid I’ve ever met before. I’m done.” He hung up the phone.
The man on the other line sat down his phone and sighed. He was the same good-looking guard who had helped Eizan deal with Murata. He burst out laughing. “That kid is really something. Is that number five? At this rate we will run out of people in a couple weeks.”
Over the last few weeks Eizan had scared the shit out of five guys who had been following him. He had even opened the car door one night and sat down in the passenger seat with one of them. He just started asking him about his night and his family like it was a normal everyday occurrence. The man almost wet himself. One guy fell asleep one night and woke up with a note on his car that read “I know where you live now.” The guy was shocked to see his drivers license laying on the dash in front of him. A brick was thrown through the passenger window on one night. The funny part was the man had seen Eizan walking with the brick earlier that night. He just thought he was following a weird kid until later that night.
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He was using psychology to mess with them. They were trained investigators and weren’t used to people just showing up out of nowhere and confronting them. He would always wait until they had dropped their guard. This made the impact much greater. The guy tonight was scared even more because last night Eizan just showed up out of nowhere about two in the morning and stood in front of the car with a hood over his head. He appeared like a ghost in the night. He just stood there and stared at the man for almost a full minute before walking back to his apartment. The man could only stare at him back. The situation was just so far out of the norm that he didn’t know how to proceed.
Eizan’s grandfather had been having him followed for years. He knew exactly how to mess with these people. Many times, during his childhood had he appeared suddenly behind someone who was supposed to be following him. Most of the time he would tap them on the shoulder and ask them some innocuous questions, like “What time is it?” For guards who were supposed to be out of sight out of mind this was unbelievable. He got many of the fired. Mostly because they weren’t doing there job properly. Eizan didn’t like that someone was always following him but he like it even less when they weren’t actually doing it right. If he was going to be followed no matter what he did, he wanted them to at least be competent.
Every night Eizan would mess with a new person following him the man in the brown suit would be watching from a distance laughing. He was one of the few guards Eizan approved of. On this night he was smoking a cigarette as he watched from the side of the building. He was just shaking his head as he watched Eizan enter his apartment. “That kid amazes me. Where the hell did, he disappear too earlier. I completely lost him. He’s getting better than he used to be.” He flicked his smoke on to the ground and stepped on it, grinding it into the ground with his foot. “Well, I bet we lost another one tonight.”
Eizan was laying in his bed with a small smile on his face. “I bet that did it.” He slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep with a satisfied smile on his face. The next night he was ecstatic to see a new guy sitting in the same black car. He burst out laughing. “How am I going to get rid of this one.” He sat there staring out his window for almost an hour plotting his next move. He walked towards his small kitchen and started to make something. The next morning the man who was supposed to stay up all night awoke to find a small plate of cookies sitting on the hood of the car with a piece of paper under the plate. He got out of the car and picked up the note and the cookies. He read the note and the blood drained from his face. The note was simple. “Nice to meet you, new guy. I saw you napping and thought you might like some cookies. Don’t worry they don’t have any poison in them.” He got back in his car and immediately drove towards headquarters.
A few hours later a handsome man was sitting in his office was laughing his ass off while eating cookies. He knew Eizan wasn’t going to actually poison the cookies. He was just messing with them. He still had them tested before he ate one though. “Still, two for two. That’s a new record. That’s what I get for putting amateurs on the job. But it’s not like I can use any of our regulars. He would know immediately.”
While Eizan’s cookies were being enjoyed, he was asleep at his desk at school. Ome was shaking his head at his delinquent friend. Eizan had told him what he was up to at nights the other day after school. He honestly thought his friend was insane for messing with people who were following him for nefarious reasons. But Eizan assured him that he would be fine.
At the same time Carter was sitting in his office with a small smile on his face reading a report. Alicia was sitting across from him. She had a big grin on her face. “He got another one last night.”
“I can see that.” Carter sighed. “But this is the arrogance that I’m afraid of. This is how you get hurt. I think I might tell them to post a few guys at once. Maybe someone who will put the fear of God in the boy when messed with.”
Alicia frowned. “The boy has been trained in martial arts since he was a kid. That plan might backfire.”
Carter laughed. “Yeah, you might be right about that. I don’t want a lawsuit on my hands. He might really hurt someone if given the opportunity. Especially right now. I can tell these little pranks are a way for him to vent his anger. I took away the only thing he really cares about in this world. Needless to say, I think he’s pissed.”