(First person)
As I landed, I saw a lady waiting for me at the pickup spot,
"Are you ready yet?" she asked, her voice tinged with excitement and a hint of anticipation. Her eyes glimmered with a sense of adventure as she awaited my response. I met her gaze with a nod.
as if responding to her command, a door materialized before us. It emerged from the ethereal fabric of existence, its presence both mesmerizing and mysterious. The door stood tall and imposing, its surface shimmering with an otherworldly energy. Intricate carvings adorned its frame, depicting scenes of mythical landscapes, a tangible manifestation of the door devil's supernatural abilities.
She made a contract with the door devil being able to teleport anywhere.
I crossed the threshold, the door embraced me with its pulsating aura. The transition was instantaneous, my senses overwhelmed by a kaleidoscope of sights, sounds, and sensations.
I landed at our organization's headquarters, a sanctuary nestled deep within the heart of a sprawling city. The exterior façade appeared unremarkable, disguising the labyrinthine network of rooms and passages concealed within its walls. Thick layers of reinforced steel, state-of-the-art security systems, and biometric scanners guarded our presence from prying eyes.
As I stepped through the entrance, the heavy metal door sealed shut behind me, enveloping the space in an atmosphere of secrecy. The air carried a subtle hint of technology, a fusion of electronic hums and the faint scent of ozone.
"Here to collect your award," the boss asked, his voice laced with a touch of admiration and curiosity. As I stood before him, the weight of his words sinking in, I nodded in agreement, acknowledging the significance of the moment. The room we stood in was adorned with opulent decorations, symbolizing the prestige and honor that accompanied such recognition.
With a genuine smile, he extended a stack of money towards me, a tangible token of appreciation for my accomplishments. The crisp bills, arranged neatly in his outstretched hand, seemed to glimmer under the soft glow of the room's elegant chandeliers. I accepted the money, feeling its weight in my palm, a testament to the value placed on my skills and dedication.
As the weight of the award settled in my hands, his question lingered in the air, filled with anticipation. "So, are you going to accept another mission?" he inquired, his tone a delicate balance of curiosity and expectation. I paused, allowing the gravity of his words to seep into my consciousness.
In that moment of contemplation, I allowed my gaze to wander, my .
"No," I replied, my voice steady and filled with conviction.
It's time for me to embark on a journey of my own. I will tour the world, and focus seeking out the Gun Devil pieces and
As my words hung in the air, the room seemed to hold its breath, the anticipation palpable.
"Very well," he said, his voice calm and collected. There was a hint of anticipation in his eyes as he spoke. "Call me when you're ready for another mission."
I nodded
And with that, I left for my first destination: China.
{{Welcome to the slice of life adventure of Kaito! airplane edition!}}
This is the first time he's ever been to the airport in both lives.
As he arrived at the airport, he was greeted by a bustling and vibrant atmosphere. The space was filled with the hustle and bustle of people rushing to their destinations, carrying suitcases and bags of all shapes and sizes. The sound of footsteps, conversations in different languages, and the occasional announcement over the intercom filled the air.
He recounted what boss said "if you wanted to go somewhere you can ask Selen to bring you there" but he wanted to experience the airplane.
Feeling a mix of excitement and curiosity even though he'd never admit it, he made his way to the check-in counter. There, airport staff guided him through the process, checking his identification and issuing his boarding pass. The air was filled with the scent of freshly brewed coffee and the tantalizing aroma of pastries from nearby cafes.
Passing through security, he entered a spacious departure lounge. The high ceilings and large windows flooded the area with natural light, creating a sense of openness and freedom. The bustling crowd moved in all directions, some hurrying to their gates, while others relaxed in comfortable seating areas.
As he walked towards gate, he couldn't help but notice the colorful displays of shops, offering a variety of products ranging from fragrances and cosmetics to electronics and local souvenirs. The vibrant mix of languages and accents added to the sense of global connection and adventure.
Arriving at his gate, he took a moment to observe the aircraft parked just outside the window. Its sleek design and size hinted at the incredible feat of engineering that would soon transport him to my destination.
As the boarding call was announced, passengers lined up, presenting their boarding passes to the gate attendants.
Inside the aircraft, the atmosphere was calm and serene. The soft lighting and comfortable seating created a relaxed ambiance. Flight attendants moved gracefully through the aisles, offering warm smiles and assisting passengers with their needs.
As the aircraft taxied towards the runway, he felt a mixture of anticipation and awe. Looking out the window, he watched as other planes took off and landed, witnessing the intricate choreography of air travel. The engine's gentle roar signaled our imminent departure, and the aircraft accelerated, smoothly lifting off the ground.
During the flight, the cabin crew provided attentive service, offering refreshments and ensuring our comfort. he took the opportunity to relax, listening to music, reading a book, or simply gazing out at the passing clouds and endless sky.
This was the first time he ever enjoyed himself after the incident.
(First person)e
As I stepped off the plane, the strain of the long journey weighed upon my body, prompting me to stretch my weary limbs. But before I could fully relieve the tension, two officers approached me with a swift and unexpected maneuver, firmly grasping my arms.
Confusion swiftly engulfed me as I surveyed my surroundings, searching for an explanation for this sudden turn of events. My gaze darted from left to right, only to be met with the disconcerting sight of uniformed officials closing in around me. Their stern expressions and purposeful stance left no room for doubt - this was not a chance encounter.
The words uttered by one of the officials reverberated in my ears, adding to my growing sense of unease. "You'll need to come with us," they stated with an authoritative tone.
Author's diary
Dear Diary,
Today was an incredible day filled with mouthwatering flavors and bittersweet emotions. As my time in Japan is coming to an end, I made it a priority to savor every moment and experience everything this beautiful country has to offer. And what better way to do that than by indulging in some authentic sushi?
I ventured to a renowned sushi restaurant recommended by a local friend. From the moment I entered, the air was filled with an ambiance of tradition and craftsmanship. The sushi chef skillfully prepared each dish before my eyes, showcasing the artistry and precision that goes into this culinary delight.
As I sat at the counter, the anticipation grew with every passing moment. The first plate arrived, adorned with a mesmerizing array of colorful sushi. I couldn't help but marvel at the presentation before taking my first bite. The flavor explosion that followed was beyond compare. The delicate balance of fresh fish, perfectly seasoned rice, and subtle hints of wasabi and soy sauce danced on my taste buds, creating a symphony of delight.
I indulged in a variety of sushi, each piece more delectable than the last. From tuna to salmon, eel to shrimp, every bite transported me to a state of pure bliss. The meticulous craftsmanship was evident in every detail, from the precisely sliced fish to the expertly formed rice. It was a true celebration of culinary excellence.