"It’s nothing… it’s none of your business." Hiroshi Fuuma turned his head; it was obvious he was unwilling to answer Seiji's question.
‘None of my business? You think I have a lot of free time to care about your business?’
Seiji frowned slightly. It would have been normal to just thank Seiji for having saved him, but his instant change of attitude made Seiji rather displeased.
"It’s not that I want to care about your business, it’s that with your current condition, anyone would be worried about you," he said in a calm voice. "I just risked my life to save you, and seeing how you’re currently doing, if I let you leave just like this, I think that you’ll have another accident, which would waste my efforts."
Hiroshi remained silent.
"If you don’t want to tell me why you’re like this, then I’m too lazy to ask. But I’m obligated to at least take you home so that you can at least survive to make it there."
