Saito took his hand out of his pocket and tossed the coin to the singer that he grabbed in the air while standing. It was a poker chip.
Haruki remembered the time when everyone played.
"But that was the first week in Neona!" he babbled. The singer went livid with pure anger.
Was he under the influence of that game all along?!
Was what he felt for men affected by Neona? Wasn't he GAY?!
Haruki heard Saito's voice,
"I set you free Haruki. You are free, now." Saito spoke, and pointed to the door, "You are free to go."
"How come I was your slave?!" The singer was overcome with a hatred he had never felt in his life. To be objectified was horrible, but to have been enslaved was unacceptable. Haruki would make him pay for doing this.
The singer squeezed the chip with as much force as he could in his fingers; it broke in half.
