Risette calls Kanji

(chapter originally by Misayaka on writing.com)

Rise's fingers had never moved faster. She dialed Kanji up before she could blink.

"FINALLY! Now where the hell a-

"S, stalker...! A, a pervert...! WITH A CAMERA!" Rise gasped out the words as fast as she could think them.

"W, whoa, okay, hold up... " There was a pause, and Rise heard a twinge of fury inch into Kanji's voice. "Where."

"The billboard! B, backpack...! White hair! J, just... get rid of that camera!" Rise wanted him gone as a close second, but if those pictures got out...! Rise stammered out a description of the billboard, every so often watching to ensure no one was nearing her hiding place. Which was safe... for the moment.

"Okay... just, uh, hold tight. I MEAN STAY THERE!" Click.

Rise took a deep breath, and did as asked, and waited.

Some moments later she heard an array of yells, a very expensive piece of equipment breaking, and someone screaming in agonizing pain. She then sighed in relief. That sounded like a definitive solution.

Since that appeared to be taken care of, Rise just had to go find Kanji. And so, emboldened once again, Rise-