"Her message"

The aftereffects were immediate and devastating. Hundreds of people were caught in the blast. Hotel guests, staff, reporters, bystanders, and law enforcement personnel were among the casualties. Even those on the Yakuza payroll, including the police officers, some SWAT members, a police lieutenant who had ensured the Mistress's operations ran smoothly and loyal to her, were not spared. The street was littered with the injured and the dead, their a bodies a grim testament to the explosion's ferocity.

Kojima's jaw clenched as he processed the devastation before him, his mind racing to comprehend the scale of the destruction.

"But....why...how?" He managed to utter, his voice barely above a whisper.

"I don't understand, Lady in Pink-sama, was this a plan of the Mistress?" He added, managed to utter audible words.

The Lady in Pink turned to him, her gaze unwavering.

"Even if you want to know Mistress's plans are, you won't understand because it's complex." She said.

"But this.."

She then shifted her gaze to the destruction.

"This wasn't a plan, this was her message." She added, very calmly.

Kojima's eyes narrowed, still couldn't figure what he was processing and the Lady in Pink's words.

"Message? To who?" He asked, confused.

The Lady in Pink then formed a confident smile on her lips and drank her coffee gracefully.

"For those who were responsible for causing chaos in this hotel and turned it into a battleground without her permission." She explained, her voice was cold and deadly.

"She won't tolerate that her country and its peace and order was being disrupted by petty and uninteresting dealings." She added.

Kojima understood and nodded slowly, absorbing her words.

As emergency sirens wailed in the distance, signaling the response to the hotel explosion, the Lady in Pink and Kojima remained seated in the coffee shop, their conversation now colored by the stark reality of the Mistress's influence.

Moments later, the Lady in Pink stood gracefully, her movements fluid and deliberate.

"Our discussion ends here, Kojima-sama." She said, her voice commanding yet gentle.

"You and Ryuji Takahashi have so much to prepare for. The Mistress has put her trust into you to execute her desire flawlessly. " She added.

Kojima nodded.

"I won't let the Mistress down." He responded confidently. He rose from his seat as the Lady in Pink's Yakuza men approached to escort her.

As they made their way towards the Lady in Pink's transportation, the air was thick with the weight of unspoken plans and the anticipation of what was to come.

Before stepping into her vehicle, the Lady in Pink turned to Kojima, her lips forming a seductive yet authoritative line.

"Kojima-san, bring Ryuji and the two others to a specified location tonight. The Mistress will want to meet personally." The Lady in Pink uttered.

Kojima bowed slightly, his respect evident.

"Understood. I will make the arrangements immediately." He said respectfully.

With a final, lingering glance on her lips, the Lady in Pink entered the sleek, armored, black SUV and few Yakuza men followed to guard her.

The door closed with a quiet thud, and the vehicle smoothly pulled away from the curb. The Yakuzas, who escorted the important and graceful Lady in Pink, remained vigilant, their eyes scanning the surroundings as they followed the car on foot.

Kojima watched the car disappear into the distance, a sense of determination settling over him.

He thought the destruction of the Muji Hotel was a sign. A sign that a violent storm that was about to descend upon Tokyo.

He then turned and walked away with purposeful strides, ready to execute the Mistress's command and her personal desire.