A feeling he long ago swore he would never let himself fell. Heās a but mere human thoughā¦ no matter what kind of repression he does, fear and vulnerability always finds a way to crawl in. Like now, his face barely showed his discomfort. He tried to ignore the sickening feeling at the pit of his stomach. Heās getting paranoidā¦ ever since last night he couldnāt help but feel like something was going to happen. Pretty soon...
The boy was going to wish he listened to his gut feeling rather than his sense of morality. Did it even exist? The boy pondered upon that thought while his friends spoke only for his thoughts to run dry when he heard a familiar voice spoke.
ā You guys wake up really early... Really... how do people like you get such little sleep...ā
That familiar voice of the lazy Akito spoke. Minato didnāt hold back the smirk that crossed his face. A rare one that he only let his friends see, leave it to Akito to forget and fall asleep. So the next sentence that left the boyās lips hardly shocked him. āSheeshā¦ And here I thought the sound of food made sure you wouldnāt forget Aki.ā He spoke with a slight quirkiness in his tone. Food sounded so good right nowā¦
If his body wasnāt still trying to wake up, his stomach would be growling along with Millieās. Speaking of whichā¦ he poked Chieās arm to listen he then turned back to the conversation. Theyā¦were going to eat here? True the smell of crepes was temptation on legs but stillā¦ there was that hesitation lingering in his mind that he didnāt want his friends to notice. After all they already planned thisā¦ He nearly let his thoughts wander until he heard Millieās statement about last night. His eyes narrowed slightly. It was no brainer he hated anything that has to do with the justice systemā¦ They were a bunch of chivalric idiots who were only after fame and gloryā¦ who would rather judge an innocent rather than the perpetrator themselves.
After what happened to him in the past, it was no surprise he held a bit of contempt for the law enforcement. āI say we just forget it happened and not get involvedā¦ā The boy murmured. Still yesterday he was probably a hell lot more annoyed at the questioning. He didnāt plan on talking to those people. Ever.