"Damn, why are they taking so long?" Aito asked, extremely worried. "What do you think they're doing? Is my brother okay?"
"How do you expect me to know?" Toshiro grumbled. He was annoyed. They had been sitting in the same restaurant for hours, waiting for Kento and Mr Igarashi to come out. He had important work to do but he was afraid Aito would enter the VIP section to find Kento if he left. He had to stay and stop Aito from making any mistakes.
"Maybe I should call him," Aito said. He fished out his phone from his hoodie pocket and dialled Kento's number.
Toshiro sighed. "Put it on loud speaker." It was better to determine if Kento was really okay. After all, Mr Igarashi was known to be completely ruthless and unpredictable. He had witnessed it first hand.
The phone rang for a long time and just when they thought Kento wouldn't pick, he suddenly did.
"H-Hello?" Aito said tentatively.
There were sounds of heavy breathing then some shuffling.
