It was around 5:30 pm, Kimura Kazuki purposely checked the time before making the call. The comic con would only end at 6 pm, so Muraoka Hiroshi should still be in Akihabara Square.
"Kimura Kazuki?" Muraoka Hiroshi sounded a bit tired as he had been in the UDX Building of Akihabara Square since early this morning.
"How are you, Mr. Muraoka Hiroshi?" Kimura Kazuki paused for a while and said in an apologetical tone, "Did I disturb you?"
"Not at all, I am resting in the lounge now. The comic con is soon coming to an end." Muraoka Hiroshi burst out laughing. "Your fans really miss you. They are searching for you, but I told them you had already gone home through the back door. They keep pestering me about where you went, but rest assured that I have not disclosed anything to them."
Muraoka Hiroshi did not immediately ask why Kimura Kazuki had phoned him. Instead, he tried to make small talk with him first.
