Gyuu Tomioka (5)

It was a completely normal afternoon.

She had finished her day's chores and was at home, enjoying the peace and quiet her financial situation afforded her. She had a comfortable and stable life and rarely needed to worry too much about money. One of her little habits was browsing online stores. She didn't always buy anything, but that afternoon she found a pair of pants she loved.

She didn't need it. She probably already had several similar ones. But she liked it, so she bought it without thinking too much about it and went on with her routine.

During that week, everything continued as normal. Between work, responsibilities, going out, resting, and taking care of her own affairs, the days passed quickly. The trousers were forgotten among everything else.

Until, exactly one week later, someone rang the doorbell of the building.

She went downstairs thinking it might be a delivery, although she didn't remember ordering anything recently.

There she found a tall, serious-looking man dressed as a delivery man. He was carrying a box. When she saw it, she recognized his trousers.

—Signature or seal... please.

His voice was deep and calm.

He took the document she offered him, still trying to remember when he had bought it. However, before he could finish signing, he noticed something strange.

The man seemed overly tense. He kept glancing toward the building's entrance, as if he feared someone might appear.

Then he looked in her direction again.

—I need help.

Without explaining anything further, he grabbed her arm and gently led her to the elevator.

What was happening? And why did that delivery driver need help so urgently?