"Stay away from them. A gambling addiction wouldn't suit you," was all Yugi had to share with the purple-haired woman. According to her, he was going to end up involved in this 'competition' whether he did so with them or not. She mentioned his eyes, which was something worth thinking over. No matter; her earlier statement gave him all the confirmation he needed when addressing the hacker.
He was right; the hacker was listening, and she was close as well. She emerged in all the shady attire he would expect from an organization like this, but that didn't really matter. "I don't really care," he said about her apology, and about how this wasn't her normal type of 'gig' so to speak. "I didn't call you out to bitch at you or anything. Your work's really good for you to be able to hack my shit, but... a warning." Yes, there was something irksome about this entire scenario. Mostly, he had a problem with the fact that there was a competition, and an entire group sought to recruit him. What had been so recently said by the purple-haired girl was the final nail in the coffin to a theory he'd been holding since earlier in the conversation. "Wipe everything. If it's not too late, wipe all the evidence you have on me as well. That one's partially for personal reasons, but besides that... I'm sure the other groups like yours are going to come looking for me too. Who knows, I might change my mind about this whole thing later, but I've got more important things to do right now."
Kimiko was certainly a difficult one to deal with for Satoru. After his offer of something to drink, she once again reminded him that she would be answering no questions without a lawyer. He sighed, assuming he would not even be allowed to ask questions which provided her some amount of comfort during this ordeal. Ah, but it was apparently mere teasing. Maybe he wasn't cut out for this cop business anyway. Whatever the case, he sighed again before nodding. Off he went afterwards to retrieve a bottle of water.
Alas, Isao would not be the one returning. Instead, Kimiko was visited by a male with an average build, naturally white mid-length hair with no particular style to it. Though quite handsome, there were no notable features on his face, nor any particular shine to his golden eyes. He could be described as the epitome of the color white, wearing a white suit which went down to his ankles and perfectly matched his hair, underneath which, he wore a long-sleeved blue shirt that matched the color of his earring, of which only the scuffs were visible. The suit itself was white on the outside and black on the inside, with the suit's ten buttons, edging, cuffs and minor details on the inside and outside being gold in color. Matching his hair and his suit, the trousers and shoes worn by him were also white. Perhaps the most striking detail of his suit was the opulent high-neck collar, which had an intricate, black and gold design, with the most noticeable feature of it being a large gold collar clip resembling the infinity sign. He took a seat at the table, just across from Kimiko, and gazed endlessly into her face. "Konnichiwa... Ashikaga Kimiko," he greeted. "I thought I would have to find some alone time with you by force. Are you already tired of being back in this world, after being in the other for so long?"
Strangely, this man spoke without worry of being heard. There should have been cameras and audio surveillance in this interrogation room, but one would note that they had been... somehow, rather suddenly destroyed before he set foot in the room. As if he had no awareness of this destruction whatsoever, he sat before Kimiko, even mimicking the way she sat by crossing his right leg over his left knee, keeping his hands clasped in his lap with an unassuming smile on his face.