Onii-san and the short guy have been talking to each other for a while. I'm not really paying attention to what they have to say though since I just want to know where these scumbags could be keeping my family.
The two flamboyant men that stood before me in their pristine white clothes had frustrated looks upon their faces.
As I looked around, the only place where my family could possibly be held would be in that side room behind the short guy.
I guess I should listen to what they're talking about.
"Well then, as much as this sucks, I'm going to have to decline your job offer." Onii-san declared.
Wait, a job? What the hell are they talking about?
The room became rather quiet after that. The men that stood before me both sighed in unison, as if they had timed their exhale to ensure their actions would be in perfect sync.
I took a quick glance towards the short guy. He stroked his pathetically small beard as he grumbled to himself.
