Three scared prostitutes

Satsuki, Maria and Chiaki are all there. Chiaki is in Maria’s arms, still looking shell-shocked. _What the hell did that fat fucker do to her? _You’re happy to see her, though. She was the one loose end that could have linked you to what happened to Yoshida. Satsuki runs up to you. “Are you alright, Yozora?”

You nod. “What happened?”

“I don’t have any idea.” She points to Chiaki. “Chiaki wandered out here in a daze. She wouldn’t tell me what happened so I hid her in the furo. I was going to try and find Chigusa-dono but Yoshida rushed out here demanding Chiaki. I was so scared that I lied and said she went home. He freaked out and started screaming at me. I don’t even know what about!”

You put a hand on her shoulder. “That’s crazy. I can’t believe you hid Chiaki like that. That was really brave.” Satsuki gives you a tremulous smile and your heart skips a beat. Maybe I’ll have to ask her out when I am in my normal body again.

“I wish I could have done more. Yoshida took Chigusa-dono.” You start. He took Chigusa? Fuck, I hadn’t expected that. “And he said he was gonna find Chiaki. What are we gonna do?” At that, Chiaki finally breaks and starts sobbing loudly. Maria tries to console her but it doesn’t seem to do any good.

You think on it. Yoshida should be finished soon but you need to get these girls out of the way until then. An idea comes to you. The NPA probably wouldn’t like it but you don’t care. “I’ve got somewhere we can go.” Satsuki cocks her head in curiosity. “It's a hotel room that is already booked and not under my name. No way will they find us there. We can think of what to do next there.” Hopefully Ishikawa and the NPA will have taken Yoshida in by the morning.

"We'll really be safe there?"

“Absolutely! Come on. Let’s hurry.” You get the three girls to their feet and shepherd them into the dressing room. You pull on the clothes you came in and then shake out your hair and touch up your makeup. You think that the fact that you are in a hurry should cover for Yozora’s uncharacteristically messy hair and understated makeup. It takes a little longer to get Chiaki dressed but Maria helps her and she seems to be feeling slightly better once she is dressed in her own clothing again.

The four of you head outside. You summon a taxi and tell it to take you to the Tokyo Hilton. The room you had been staying in was booked for another week, since it was where you were supposed to rest and recover after the surgery to put you back in your own body. It was something of a security breach to bring three outsiders to the room but you think it's better than taking them to a safehouse. Or leaving Chiaki to potentially get picked up by the yakuza.

You reach the Hilton without incident and get on the elevator. As you ride, Satsuki asks, “Why do you have a hotel room, anyway?”

“Jun likes to roleplay. Its funner for him in an unfamiliar place.” Satsuki suddenly looks uncomfortable so you follow up, “Don’t worry. That dick's not here right now. We got into a fight. I’m sure he’ll be getting wasted with his boys all night. That dickbag.” Satsuki nods but seems less than convinced.

You lead them up to the door to the hotel room and put your face up to the facial ID scanner. It whirs for a moment and then the door pops open. “Welcome back, Okyakusama,” the room politely greets you.

“Thanks.” You lead them inside. It is just a small single room with a single bed, a little table and two chairs. You sit on the foot of the bed and smile. “Make yourselves at home.”

Chiaki finally pipes up. “We’ll be safe here?”

You nod. “Jun booked it under his name. How could that fat bitch figure that out?” In actuality, the room is booked under a completely false identity, courtesy of the CIA. You are quite certain that the yakuza would never be able to trace you here. The only real danger would be if someone tailed you but you hadn’t seen any signs of that. “So relax for tonight, Chiaki. Maybe we’ll even here from Chigusa by tomorrow.” She nods though she seems pretty doubtful. She and Maria sit at the table begin to talk in hushed tones. Satsuki stands in the middle of the room, clearly unsure of whether or not to sit on the bed with you. You stretch and say, “I think I am going to take a shower.” You really need it.