The crooked wood of the abandoned forest home threatened to shatter with every little movement of your feet. Naoya said he wanted to meet, but this honestly felt more like an ambush. Eventually, though, you heard your associate call out to you from one of the rooms you had just walked past. "Hey." He greeted simply, causing you to pause and turn your head. The man sat at a table in the center of the room and beckoned you inside. You obliged and stepped beyond the doorframe, taking a seat across from him.

"We're gonna take Megumi Fushiguro off of the map." Naoya stated with a cocky smirk, though his plan lacked much depth. Planting his thumb and index finger under his chin, the man leaned forward and rested his elbow on the table that separated the two of you. It was only the two of you inside of the quiet shack. Naoya wanted to make sure his plans to eliminate Megumi weren't heard by anyone else but you.

"I'll do the heavy lifting, but I need you to play your part and get him alone." Naoya gestured mindlessly with his free hand as he spoke, his smirk perpetual and gaze oddly judgmental. "Pick off his allies. If you do that, it'll draw him out and leave him vulnerable. Don't screw it up, yeah?"