"We abducted the SBY 48 Hachiko."

I was not aware of the voice of the phone.

"Hello, what if"

"If you want her to be safe, prepare a ransom."

"Oh, on the wrong phone?"

The voice of the phone continued to snarl

and demanded an amount equivalent to my monthly income.

"Oh, what do I say?"

"We have investigated that you are a fan of Hachiko."

"Ah, that's right."

"If you're a fan, don't let her have anything to do with her."

"Oh, that's right."

"If you follow our instructions."

Given the delivery date and location of the ransom,

I made a quick note.

"We can not guarantee Hachiko's life if we meet other fans."

And the phone was disconnected.

Hachiko, a life-size poster, smiled in front of her.

Certainly I am a passionate fan of her.

But it doesn't matter.

And what is this subtle amount?

What if I ignore it?

What happens if she is safely protected?

Looking down at the bankbook, I completely thought over.