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Nervously stumbling out of the stall, Amate feels exposed as much of her skin is left exposed with the outfit provided to her.

>???: As I suspected, it fits you perfectly.

Standing outside the dressing room, a man with black hair and sunglasses wearing the same blue suit the blond haired man from before had been in approaches Amate, taking her hand as he leads her out towards the main desk of the clothing shop. Still in a dazed confusion, Amate allows herself to be lead out from the shop by the man, with her eyes quivering as they approach the edge of the colonies slums.

>???: We are nearly there.
>Amate: I-if you try anything with me, i'll...scream, bite, fight-
>???: It won't need to come to that. Security are far more used to sightings like these than a schoolgirl entering the slums willingly.

Arriving at a shady building within the slums, Amate keeps her arms raised as she prepares to fight for her life if necessary to avoid being molested or killed...though a flicker of excitement lingers within her as she looks over the mans features.

>???:...This group is far more persistent than usual.
>Amate: Are we still being followed?
>???: Unfortunately, yes. It is tragic your going through such a rebellious phase with that hair. It practically is a target on top of your head.
>Amate: I-it isn't about being rebellious, I just like the color better...can I switch back into my normal clothes? I am not used to wearing these-
>???: I hope you brought the money that was given to you?

Taking the letter with gold coins in it, the man slips it into his pocket as he hands Amate a small stack of Izuma's paper currency.

>Amate: T-this is nowhere near what you just took-
>???: You don't know how to navigate the Black Markets, and given your expression, have never ventured beyond the city district. Once I get you to safety, do as you like with what you were given. Now-

The man wince's as he grabs Amate by her back, ushering her away from the window.