Makoto pinned him with a hard gaze. She was a woman that had to be a few olders than Azuma, and her gaze alone was proof that she had dealt with enough troublesome people.
"Who are you?"
"...skull…man, I guess," Azuma shrugged, "Anyways, can we talk now?"
She pressed her lips into a thin line.
"I am here to take the PS VR," Azuma continued, "9000."
This made her fury wash away and be replaced with bewilderment. She slammed her hand over the nitro boost.
"You know about it?"
"Yeah, I am hoping you have it on you?"
"Geez, Danny can't have patience—ahh!"
All of sudden, something bumped against the car, making it stagger over the road before regaining its momentum. A dull thud followed, and the car nearly jerked as a hand grabbed onto the door.
And wrenched it apart.
