Sato is dead.
He died in a dim alleyway, less than three blocks away from the restaurant.
The ground was stained, with dirty water streaming across.
His clean suit trousers were already soaked in filth.
One of his shoes remained on his foot, while the other lay several meters away.
The corpse sat slumped against the filthy wall.
His wide, open eyes and gaping mouth seemed as though he had something to say, but his throat had been slashed.
His trachea, along with his neck, was entirely severed.
However, the true fatal wound was the sword strike to his chest.
The long sword had pierced his heart, with the Sword Bearer twisting the blade, completely shredding Sato's heart.
And just in case, the killer inflicted another stab to Sato's right chest.
The perpetrator was an expert swordsman.
Not only skilled in ambushes, but also incredibly swift with their blade.
Resolute, with no intention of giving Sato even the slightest chance to survive.
