Kiriko nodded her head and left the door. The light at first hurt, but after a minute or two her eyes adjusted and she was off. While walking, all she could do was think of the events that happened the day before and this morning. Passers by would never understand the expression she was showing on her face.  It took her only thirty minutes to reach her now empty home. She immediately took off her clothing and went to the bath where she could get clean, even taking care of the bandaged hand more thoroughly. Afterward, she got dressed into some fresh clothing, and finished getting ready for the day. While brushing her hair, she thought of what to do from that point. One thing she did want to know is who exactly locked him up, and what was his story?