Mariah and Markah frowned at the sight.
They had a hunch that the masked man and the black-haired youth didn't have a good relationship.
''Hey, Azura, you look lovely as always.'' Avery smiled underneath the mask and did a small bow at the lovely-looking girl.
''Avery, did my beating give you a head injury?'' Ichiro finally turned around to look at Avery, ''You should keep her name out of your disfigured mouth.''
Avery's eyebrow twitched, and everyone around him turned to look at his face; most of them wondered whether he was really disfigured.
''That's not very nice.'' He replied with an innocent tone, ''We are, after all, best friends.''
Ichiro innocently smiled and nodded, ''That's true; let me fix your head injury by hitting even harder this time; no worries, I am a doctor.''
''Very nice of you.'' Avery replied and chuckled, ''Remember the motto. Best Friends share everything. Food… Money… Women.'' He looked at Azura and winked.
