After a brief introduction, Yin Sen, very gentlemanly, helped Kagura Hitomi set up her bedding for rest.
Inside the cave room, all the bedding was temporary.
With two new hostages added to the group, it seed to cause a small inconvenience for the Ten Commandnts gang.
As a result, the two new "beds" in the room were less than ideal—one was a recliner converted into a makeshift bed, and the other was simply a wooden crate pieced together.
"Girls deserve priority," Yin Sen generously moved his bedding to the crate and offered the only real bed—a dical stretcher—to Kagura.
Not only that, but he thoughtfully pulled a curtain to divide off a portion of the room, giving her a semblance of privacy.
Though the conditions were modest, Yin Sen did everything he could to ensure Kagura's comfort.
Once everything was settled, Yin Sen and Kagura sat side by side on the edge of the bed to rest.
"So, you're Tony Stark's assistant?" Yin Sen asked.
"Well, more accurately, I'm Ms. Pepper's assistant," Kagura replied calmly, "I'm only temporarily working with Mr. Stark on this trip."
"Ah, your first trip and you get involved in sothing like this, truly unfortunate," Yin Sen said, gently patting her shoulder. "I'm sorry for what you're going through."
"It's fine. I believe Mr. Stark will find a way out of this," Kagura shook her head and smiled.
Yin Sen nodded. "Honestly, Tony Stark is soone I greatly admire. His intellect is on another level. He's in a league of his own, and I think the word 'genius' was probably invented just to describe soone like him."
If Kagura's trust in Tony Stark ca from having seen the "script," Yin Sen's trust was purely out of his admiration for Stark's genius.
"Do you know him?" Kagura asked.
"No, just t him once at an academic conference," Yin Sen looked up, seemingly lost in thought. "But Tony Stark definitely wouldn't rember . he was so drunk, he could barely stand, let alone give a lecture on electromagnetism."
He paused, a wistful smile crossing his face. "Funny, isn't it? At that ti, I never imagined I would et him again... in a place like this."
"How did you get captured?" Kagura asked, curious.
"Well, that's a long story," Yin Sen shrugged. "The so-called 'Ten Commandnts gang' randomly attacked my village..."
He paused again, wiping his nose. "Maybe I was of so use to them, because they didn't kill . Instead, they locked up here, making treat their injured and occasionally fix so of their weapons."
"How long has it been?" Kagura asked.
Yin Sen looked up at the electronic surveillance cara on the wall. "A month? A year? I really don't know. In places like this, it's easy to lose track of ti."
Kagura followed his gaze toward the cara in the corner.
Surveillance. Electronics.
Her holographic UI began to scan, and characters appeared before her eyes.
[Military Optical Surveillance Terminal, Threat Level: None, Hack Success Rate: 100%]
It seed there was much more she could do here besides helping Tony Stark create his Iron Man suit.
Kagura couldn't help but smile.
"What's so funny?" Yin Sen noticed the change in her expression.
"Oh, nothing," Kagura quickly shook her head. "Don't worry, Yin Sen. We'll definitely get out of here."
"Hahaha, looks like both of us have so strange faith in Tony Stark," Yin Sen said self-deprecatingly. "Of course, if even a 'genius' like him can't solve this, then there's no hope left for us."
'Knock knock knock!'
The door suddenly banged open.
Yin Sen's expression changed instantly, his face showing fear. "Get up, do exactly as I do!"
With a swift motion, Yin Sen stood up and signaled Kagura to do the sa. "Put your hands behind your head, quickly!"
Kagura followed his lead, standing up and placing her hands behind her head in a surrendering pose.
'Wow… this is such an embarrassing posture…'
The door creaked open.
Ard militia entered, escorting Tony Stark into the room.
At the front was a plump man, likely the leader of the Ten Commandnts gang.
Behind him was the bald man Kagura had seen in the previous battle—he appeared to be the second-in-command.
The leader quickly pulled the sack off Tony Stark's head and pushed him into the room.
Tony stumbled forward, almost losing his balance.
Kagura rushed to support him. "Mr. Stark, are you okay?"
"I'm fine, I'm fine," Tony Stark said, leaning on Kagura to steady himself.
"The great Tony Stark," the leader of the gang spoke up, "I'm giving you one week. You'll build us the Jericho missiles here."
As he spoke, he paced back and forth. "Whatever materials or tools you need, we have it all. Our equipnt is all from you, we're your loyal custors, Mr. Stark."
"Oh, and once the job is done, I'll let you and your beautiful assistant go. How does that sound?"
The leader moved closer to Tony Stark, offering his hand.
Tony looked at Kagura, smiled, and reached out his hand. "No, you won't let us go."
Of course, the leader didn't understand Tony's words. He probably mistook it for agreent.
Their hands briefly shook, as they pretended to co to an understanding.
...
'Bang!'
Once the Ten Commandnts gang left, the door was slamd shut.
Tony Stark, exhausted, sat down on a chair, his hands on his face, sighing heavily.
"Mr. Stark..." Kagura sat next to him, gently patting his shoulder.
"Sorry…" Tony Stark shook his head. "I got you involved in this. I'm sorry."
"It's fine," Kagura shook her head. "We still have hope. We'll find a way out."
"Hope... sigh... There's no hope. I'm not a superhero. I have no solution," Tony Stark shook his head dejectedly.
"This is a dead end. Whether or not I can build the missile, we're all going to die in a week. What difference does it make?"
"Then this will be a very crucial week, won't it?"
Kagura took both of Tony Stark's hands in hers, gripping them tightly. "Thank you for saving on the battlefield earlier, Mr. Stark. You're soone who never gives up. I believe in you."
Hearing this, a spark of determination reignited in Tony's eyes.
Looking at the silver-haired girl before him, his gaze grew resolute, as though he had made up his mind.
"Alright, then let's make sothing in this week!"
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