You've been with Sato for a while now, helping him with his acts of terrorism because you admire his brilliance. You carried out his orders without hesitation, which was why you were always at his side and why he appreciated you.

But slowly, you began to doubt his methods. It wasn't that you had a problem with violence. Lately, it's just that more and more innocent victims have been piling up. Sato always didn't care about that, but with you, it was different. You tried to suppress it as best you could.

You were sitting on the couch in the safehouse, busy with your smartphone, when footsteps approached you. None other than Sato was looking at you with a knowing smirk, but there was something different about his look.

"Are you all right? You seem so oppressed lately," he said politely as he sat down next to you on the couch. Apparently, he had noticed your doubts. How could he have missed them?