Seeing Hanakaiin Itsuki voluntarily stay in place, Jason couldn't help but silently nod in approval.
Indeed, someone who likes milk tea—how bad could they really be?
Instantly, Jason's impression of Hanakaiin Itsuki improved yet again.
His earlier good impression?
It was definitely not because the guy had invited him for milk tea, or the fact that he willingly handed over three decent-tasting "foods" and one particularly tantalizing "food" after betting and losing.
Onodera walked ahead while Jason and Ryosuke followed behind.
When they reached the depths of the alley, Onodera suddenly pulled a crumpled note out from his pocket with an air of mystery.
"Sir, take a look."
Onodera lowered his voice in explanation.
A phone number?
Jason frowned and looked at Onodera.
"Someone contacted me ahead of time!"
Immediately, Onodera began explaining the prior occurrence.
Of course, he concealed his assistance to Ryosuke.
No particular reason.
