Kai finally caught up with Andrew.
Andrew was sitting on a bench outside a public bathhouse.
Still damp.
Still smelling vaguely like soap.
Kai looked at him.
Andrew looked back.
Neither spoke.
Finally—
Andrew clicked his tongue.
"Tsk."
"I almost got that sonova bitch."
Kai nodded.
"...Yeah."
Andrew stood.
Stretched.
Then yawned.
"Welp."
"I'm gonna grab ashower."
Kai blinked.
"...a shower?"
"I smell like the sewer."
Andrew waved without looking back.
"You're on your own."
Kai frowned.
"Wait."
"What?"
"I thought you were escorting me."
Andrew kept walking.
"My job ended when I got you here."
"...The rest's your problem."
Kai stared.
"...Ayo."
"...What?"
Andrew lazily raised one hand.
"Good luck."
Then disappeared into the crowd.
Kai remained standing there.
"..."
"...He actually left."
He scratched the back of his head.
"...Haaah..."
"...Figures."
With nothing else to do—
Kai continued walking.
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Several minutes later—
He stopped in front of an ordinary-looking building.
Nothing about it stood out.
Old brick walls.
Small windows.