Midori could hardly believe herself.
They were trapped in the rioting neighborhood and all she could think about was the possibility of Kiyoshi falling for someone else other than her.
She was deeply ashamed of herself.
"That's not it," she quickly said to placate Shouko. "Look, we need to get out of here real quick."
God knew what might happen next.
Outside, the air crackled with a volatile energy, the stench of sweat and fear a tangible presence. It was a scene etched in desperation, where both sides yearned for a swift end -- the rioters to unleash their fury, the officers to restore order before the flames consumed the entire district.
"But how?" Yuri asked, fear rippling in her eyes. "Young Madam, we are... We are surrounded by the rioters and the police officers."
Midori bit into her lips. With no viable escape plan in her mind, she was forced to turn to her points for direction.