
Otomura squatted down to equalize his height with those children. "Greetings know," he said kindly as he extended his hand.
Yamamura immediately welcomed the hand, while Aojin had doubts, but finally he dared to welcome Otomura's hand with his tiny hand. "Greetings," they said simultaneously.
"By the way, what do you want to drink?" ask Ryugai.
"Do you have coffee?" otomura asked as she spread her buttocks on the sofa and sat back down.
"No."
"If tea?"
"No."
"Syrup?"
"No."
"Just?"
"No."
"Soda drink?"
"No."
"Then, what do you have?"
"White water."
"WHY DID YOU KNOW THAT?!" otomura exclaimed in anger as he stood up from the sofa he was sitting on, while Ryugai and Yuukaru chuckled in amusement.
"Joking only. All right, the coffee will be ready soon. Yuukaru, please, yes."
"Huh. From there, cake."
"You're a fucking paper."
"Have, already." Yuukaru. "Basic of you this ...."
Yuukaru goes to the kitchen to make coffee, while Ryugai and Otomura chat in the living room.
"You're still working as a caretaker at that orphanage?" Othomura opened the conversation.
"Just boy. I've been promoted to head of the home" Ryugai said to be proud of him. "By the way, tumben you have some free time. Is your script finished?"
"Of course not yet" Otomura said.
"Well? So, how do you get out?" Ryugai.
"I sabotaged the security system, then escaped undercover."
"Huh?! You serious?!"
"How was your script then?" ask Ryugai.
"Bodo is very much with that script." Otomura crossed his arms behind his head, staring at the ceiling with a tired-looking face. "I'm tired of living like a prisoner in prison."
"Then if your editor knows how?"
"Well, let's see how long I can get away from-"
As yet, Otomura spoke, his hologram phone rang. He immediately took it out of his pocket while gulping. The feeling is not good. He could already guess whose phone it was from.
"Sir Otomura!!! Why did you run away from your room?! What is your script?! Printing has been waiting for a long time!!! You want your reputation down?" The figure of a middle-aged man appeared on the hologram screen, spitting out his anger.
*glek*
"Tuh, right," inner Otomura. As expected, the caller was his own editor.
"A-Anu, Sir .... Just looking for fresh air .... Hahahaha," Otomura said as he scratched the back of his head.
"RETURN BACK TO THE HOTEL AND FINISH YOUR SCRIPT RIGHT NOW!!!"
"Ready, commander!!" Spontaneously Otomura behaved like a soldier who was saluting his superiors.
"Sorry, I said goodbye. My editor's already raging, hahaha. Bye!!" otomura said wrong behavior. He rushed over wearing his jacket and shoes, then sped off at a speed that matched the light, returning to his hotel room.
"Okay, bye!!" sahut Ryugai waved his hand.
The blue-haired man looked at the four rings attached to his fingers, then smiled with a sad-looking face. "It's been 19 years since that incident, yes .... Shiro ..., Akiyama .., Genbu ..., and Arai .... How are they, huh?"
"wait. What the hell am I thinking? So ridiculous. Why do I miss data sets?"
"But ...." Ryugai gazed out the window, seeing the falling snow adorning the darkness of the night."If it wasn't for them .., maybe I wouldn't have been able to get to this point ...."
Shortly after Otomura left, Yuukaru came out of the kitchen with two warm cups of coffee in his hand. The sofa that Otomura was sitting on was empty and the front door was open. Confusion on his face.
"Lho's? Where's Otomura going?" tanyakanya.
"Home home" replied Ryugai. "He's been lectured by the editor. Well ..., we just pray that he survives the editor's spray of anger."
Meanwhile, in the hotel room Otomura ....
“Come, quick!!” exclaim the editor while crossing his arms in front of his chest. “Quick, fast, fast!! It's been a lot of time wasted this ..”
“How can my inspiration flow if you tell me to hurry up?!” otomura said as he pressed the keys on the hologram keyboard at a speed equivalent to lightning.
“Salah you yourself use show escape from room all!!”
“HUAAAAAAA!!! I HAVE KAPOK ESCAPED AGAIN!!”
To be continued
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