He glanced up and felt Izu's gaze on him. The redhead man wore an equally distressed expression on his face. He didn't speak for a few minutes but when he did. Izu's tone is solemn, "I'd like to help you on this matter, Akito, you know this better than anyone, right?"
"Yes."
"But, I think you should understand by now. This field isn't mine. You're better of asking Oslo himself or even one of his subordinates."
It was the answer he didn't want to hear. But like Izu said, Akito already knew what he had to do. If he really wants to know how to fix his so-called condition - he would turn to Oslo even though he could turn to his subordinates too. Akito wasn't on good terms with the subordinate who came here.
"You mention Oslo so casually, but you're the one who can't forgive him."
