Tokyo Ravens - Volume 13 - Chapter 4.2

Part 2 
When Wakamiya arrived at the hotel, it was already evening. 
The girl lived in a luxury suite. Wakamiya was extremely interested and had reserved a room in the same place. 
"First, the monitoring webcam." She could see the door to the girl's room with a wireless webcam. 
"I should investigate first. If anything's too hard, I can think of other ways." 
"This won't work, and this corner's a bit......" 
Wakamiya walked along the hallway and looked at the door when she passed by the girl's room. She was surprised. Was the door open? Indeed, the door was slightly ajar. Wakamiya became extremely excited. This was an opportunity. If she went in right now...... 
"What should I do? What should I do?" 
Wakamiya entered the room, unable to resist the temptation. She tiptoed careful and looked around inside the room. 
"No one's here?" 
She told herself not to be careless, but there certainly was no one here and no traces of anyone having lived here. The red-haired girl had lived here for a while, so there should be some personal items, but she didn't notice anything. It was like an empty room. 
"What's going on?" 
Had she gone to the wrong room? Her information shouldn't have been wrong. 
"Why aren't there any traces?" 

Wakamiya boldly headed towards the bedroom, but she didn't spot anything at all. She became confused. 
"Calm down. Could it just be a guise? The Ogikubo incident, the spiritual disaster announcement...... No......" 
Wakamiya hastily walked outside. 
"The princess changed locations a long time ago." 
A young man had appeared. He looked at Wakamiya indifferently. But Wakamiya's face paled, her body stiffened, and she became unable to say anything at all. But she clearly understood that the 'Princess' the young man spoke of was that red-haired girl. But why was this young man still here? Wakamiya decided to probe deeper. 
"I'm Wakamiya Rika of the Monthly Onmyouji editing team." 
Wakamiya felt a chill in her body as if she had been sentenced to death. 
"It wouldn't be good to have you die here. Magazine reporters have their routines. I'll have you tell me a few things first." 
The young man approached Wakamiya. Wakamiya wanted to run, but her body wouldn't move. And it wasn't that she was too scared to move, she truly was unable to move. It looked like first-class magic had been cast on her. 
"First, is anyone else working with you? Were you trying to approach the princess independently? Or do other people know?" 
Wakamiya spoke without being able to control herself. 
"S-Someone's working with me." 
Wakamiya's eyes moved weakly as she was bound by magic, but her voice was smooth. 
"Kogure-san......" 
Kogure, standing by the doorway to the bedroom, stared at the young man with an ice-cold look, then drew the katana from his waist......