Suicide and Redemption

Conza was more weary than before. But he was almost as unsuspecting as before. He ponders on it for a moment but eventually nodded his head. "I dont see any harm in getting in such a...Luxurious limousine again." He makes a small chuckle and nods. "Where will we be going? "

“Splendid.” Minerva said with a chuckle of her own, pleased to see Conza would be just as easy to manipulate as before. “We will be going to my home. If you truly wish to understand me, I think it would help you quite a bit. Besides, it’s only fair I return the hospitality you’ve shown me.” Minerva drank what little was left of her wine, then set the glass down and stood. “Well then, are you ready?”

As she drank her wine, Conza put on and laced up his moccasins. He finishes his own wine, letting out a small clear of the throat before standing up. "I am good. Wr can go whenever you'd like." He didnt think she was trickimg him. And in case she was, Conza was at least better prepared...

“Alright. Come along then.” Minerva said before turning on her heel and moving to exit the apartment, leading the way back down to her limmo, which was still waiting outside the building. Her driver, Kota opened the back door as she approached, and the tall Dane climbed in and took a seat on the far side. Once she was seated, the driver would wait for Conza to join her inside before shutting the door and going back to take the driver’s seat.

Conza was a bit more cautious, more aware of what was going on. He still have her tue benefit of the doubt though. He thought about how weird it was that ahe had the limo still waiting. But, maybe she thought she wasnt gpimg to be here long?

Conza climbed into the limo and got comfortable by sitting next to Minerva.

A short while later, the limo pulled into the driveway of a large mansion. By the looks of it alone, one might think they were somewhere in Europe rather than Japan. When the limo stopped, the driver got out and opened the door on Minerva’s side, letting her get out first. She then led the way to her front door, while the driver then quickly moved ahead of them to open that door as well.

From the furniture, to the the curtains, to the large flat screen television in the living room, there wasn’t anything within the house that made Minerva look like anything less than the wealthiest woman on earth. “Well?” she asked while turning back to face Conza, curious as to what his first thoughts were about her home.

Conza sorry of expected this kind of home. It still took hom by surprise due to the size. It was even bigger when he got inside. He took one small spin around to get a good look at the room they were in.

"Amazing. It is truly a nice home. Although..." He pauses^ about to poke a little fun at her. Something that may backfire. "For someone with a sadistic side like you, I would have expected a ring of some sort in your home."

Minerva’s eyebrow raised just a bit when it seemed Conza was about to (VERY unwisely) critique her home’s interior. But what he instead said brought a small chuckle from the Dane. “That’s quite an odd thing to expect to see when entering someone’s home.” she replied. But as Conza would soon see, there was a bit of irony to it all.

“Right this way.” Minerva said before leading the way through the halls of her home. A few twists and turns would bring them to a door, which Minerva would open before walking inside, expecting Conza to follow. The room was dark. But once Conza had joined Minerva inside she’d close the door, lock it, and turn on the lights. It was a large, private gym. Free weights and various machines filled the room except for the middle, where of course, a wrestling ring stood.

Conza was only kidding with that statement. He wasnt fully wanting to see that ring. But winding through the halls, the two of them would eventually walk into a private gym. With what else in the center? "O-Oh look, a ring..."

When Conza heard the door click to lock, he swore he could have felt his heart drop.A hand clutched his chest.

Even just standing behind Conza, unable to see what she no doubt would’ve considered a priceless expression on his face, Minerva could practically feel his dismay radiating from his body. It seemed he finally understood what was going on, and the sight was profoundly amusing to the Dane.

Minerva moved to stand right behind Conza, towering over him and with her lips stretched into a big smirk. “Go right ahead, Conza.” she said. Her voice remained calm, but her words were more an order than a polite invitation. Conza was going to wind up in that ring, though whether he entered voluntarily or by force was entirely up to him.