Akira did not know about the drama brewing in the Yamazaki family. She was on the road with Kaito fiddling with the radio of the old car. The vehicle had probably been there when the dinosaurs were treading the planet.
"I want my phone back. This old car can't even play music!" She sat back in the passenger seat after giving up on the analogue radio.
Kaito smiled. "This is not an old car. It is a classic. And how can we bond when you have your phone? Young people are so addicted to the internet these days."
Akira crossed her arms over her chest in annoyance and looked at the passing landscape.
"When I was growing up in the mountains, we did not have modern conveniences. We did not have even a TV or this radio you are disparaging." Kaito added with a sigh.
Akira's interest was captured. It was not every day that one got to hear about the life of a world-famous assassin.
