Strategic Shift

Ishida and Onitsuka kept trying.

Unfortunately, their hard work did not pay off. Not a single one of the calls got through.

They ended up sending her a text message instead.

In that moment, it seemed like all three leads had gone cold.

"Lord Ishida, what is our next move?" Onitsuka asked.

While the assistant was clearly feeling defeated by the succession of failures, Ishida looked like he was just getting started. You could almost see the cogs turning in his mind.

"We'll have to change our strategy," he concluded simply.

There was a venomous expression on his handsome face.

Ishida spoke to the shadow that was settled next to his feet. "Have you finished eating, Kagemaru?"

The shadow was no longer as compact as it had been. It was now at least five meters long. Tendrils branched out from the black mass, sweeping the plates of food on the table into its depths, from which emitted sounds of chewing and swallowing.