The singer heard his name being called from heaven.
[HARUKI! HARUKI! IT'S ME, KENTA! ARE YOU HEARING ME?]
'Has Kenta been captured?' This was his first thought. 'No. It's nonsense. Wait. What if they captured Kenta and are using him to deceive me?'
The illustrator sounded anxious, as he called Haruki again.
"Kenta? Did they find you?" Haruki asked, paying attention to the slightest nuances in the voice of the former elementary school classmate.
[NO, MAN. I AM FINE. NOW LISTEN, HARUKI, I FOUND OUT MANY THINGS. PAY ATTENTION, YOUR FAMILY IS LOOKING FOR YOU. THEY RECEIVED YOUR MESSAGE AND IT UNLEASHED HELL!]
The illustrator paused, taking a deep breath, and spoke again.
[SERIOUSLY DUDE, DO YOU KNOW WHO 'BADBOY' IS? SASAKI IS THE ONLY GRANDCHILD OF A YAKUZA'S OYABUN!]
