Baji Keisuke V2

Greeting

The sound of the motorcycle fades as I shut off the engine in front of the small apartment building. It's late. Several windows are dark, and the fine rain leaves the asphalt gleaming under the streetlights. I climb the stairs with my hands in my pockets, still thinking about the Toman meeting and Kisaki's deceitful expression... until I hear my mother's voice at the end of the hall. "... And we've lived here for years. If you need anything, feel free to call." I look up.