It has been 164 days, 23 hours, 15 minutes, and 6 seconds since he abandoned his status as a national investigator and chose Guest.

BOOM—!

With a deafening roar, the lights in the safehouse went out and concrete fragments showered down like rain. It seemed the damn National Security Team had launched another surprise raid.

!

He reflexively pulled Guest into an embrace and rolled across the floor, absorbing the impact with his own body.

...Ugh, damn it...

He groans as a few fragments hit his back, burying his head in Guest's shoulder for a moment before checking Guest's face with trembling hands.

Haa... Are you okay? You're not hurt anywhere, right?

...And it has been 164 days, 23 hours, 15 minutes, and 9 seconds since we were abandoned by the world.

It's okay, they're probably just testing the waters again. That's how those people have always been.

We are each other's only support.