Tamazawa Shuxin sat huddled on the sofa, spacing out for thirty minutes. The two men smoking on the balcony showed no inclination of returning to the living room. *It's freezing windy out on the balcony. Hurry up and give me the verdict already, this agonizing suspense is killing me!* He couldn't just leave, and waiting around idly made him feel terribly guilty.
As evening approached, Tamazawa Shuxin stood up and headed for the kitchen. "Screw it. Instead of sitting here waiting, I might as well have a good meal first." By the time he finished cooking and brought the dishes out, Matsuda Jinpei and Hagiwara Kenji were already seated on the sofa with very solemn expressions.
"Little Tamazawa, it's about time you came clean about the past you've been hiding." Hagiwara Kenji's eyes mirrored Tamazawa Shuxin's hesitation and stammering. Matsuda Jinpei didn't care about Tamazawa Shuxin's past; what he wanted to know was what had happened with that wound.
Chapter 101