through which wires were passed. He quickly booted up the adjoining computer until the screen revealed the usual background. With quick movements, he tapped the keyboard a few times so that the wire-covered surface lit up, which scanned the bloody piece of paper. A window, which opened and showed waves, brought more details. Something for him with which he could not do anything, research and analysis of such data were not his specialty. But he knew someone who could help him. For this reason, he took his cell phone out of his pocket and dialed the usual number, which, however, connected him to an unusual person.

"Haruto? Why are you calling at such a time?", Came the male voice from the other line and this person did not seem pleased to be woken up for such an hour, but the person addressed did not let that put him off. He kept typing calmly, wanting to pass on the data he had just fetched.
"Doesn't matter. I just sent you some data from a blood sample I took from a puppet. Something's wrong with her, but you're the expert here. If you come to a conclusion, please let me know. Still." the organization should not find out about it. "His instructions were clear, but there were contradictions. In the end, however, his contact person agreed, and it was not without reason that he was one of Haruto's closest confidants. Without further goodbyes, both hung up and the silence returned.He stayed in his current position for a while, his eyes fixed on the screen. He wasn't an expert on this, but even he could tell from the diagram that something was wrong. But soon he would get his answers.
Sure of victory, a smile appeared on his lips and he tore himself away from his position, went back into the living room. To where Hana lay and was still stuck in the land of dreams. For a moment his attention rested on the petite figure, but he took the blanket on the seat next to it and unfolded it only to lay it over his guest in the next second. Waking her up and thus tearing her out of the dream was out of the question for him. When he caught himself with this thought, he sighed and ran his hair through his longer hair before he went to bed too, but it was difficult for him to find the sleep he needed. Again and again only one question echoed around in his mind, preventing him from falling asleep:What was the matter with this puppet and why is it so fascinating to him?



It's not the longest chapter now, but I already have my ideas in mind for the next one, so it will be more exciting;) Still hope that you liked it ^^

Cherry ~