T R U T H

     It wasn’t till after the Ragyo Incident where Inumuta had himself a introspection. It wasn’t easy coming to term with all of his flaws manifesting himself into a shadow like doppelganger before him. Nevertheless, he came to grips with what he was responsible for. While that ultimately played a part in helping set the plans in motion for the rebellion. Inumuta would have to live with the fact of what he had done and eventually, he came to peace with that. With the support of Iori, he has slowly moving away from his amoral self and taking his actions with more consideration.

      Inumuta fiddled with his modified cell phone as he walked out the airport entrance with his luggage in tow. Such contracts had him traveling around the world. Perhaps it wasn’t such a waste of time to go see what lied outside his home. He had confirmed the transaction from his latest job. A resounding success as always. Now left the matter of his schedule. At this point. He didn’t have much going on for the day other than settle his belongings at the apartment. The young man had a different air to him and he pondered if this was something that could transform into something entirely different.

     “I’d advise not using such a line in public, As a trusted friend. I am only looking out for your best interest, Iori.” He jested of course, since it came out of nowhere and wasn’t expecting the other male to start playing Mr.Smooth Tailor. Smooth being used in the loosest sense of the term. In any case, he would be lying if that didn’t create a smidgen of a smile on his face finding it funny.

     “Here I thought I bad in these sort of things, then you come along and make me look suave by comparison..” Honestly, was it time for Jakuzure to start spouting these corny lines? How bothersome. In any case, he returns a usual retort because, hey, it was entertaining to illicit an reaction from her. But he’d never outright admit on that front.

“I’d lean towards the latter. It did offer me to venture into more uncharted territory.” Finding some humor in Iori’s comment. If it wasn’t for his boredom, he wouldn’t have never dared to hack Satsuki’s security system. By extension, he and Iori wouldn’t have met if his boredom hadn’t governed his actions. “As of now, you can ask the AI basic questions. Though I can’t promise that it won’t have any unexpected errors.” He figured that was the best way to unwind with a friend. All while he recorded the data on the side. 

    Tick, tock, tick, tock. The clock winded down. Inumuta watched as the numbers flew by. It was a common part of his day to see various numbers appears as they do in rapid succession. As his eyes were fixated on the screen, his mind however wasn’t. Which was quite uncommon for him but he wasn’t aware of his state.

Well you shouldn’t around me, I doubt I have any intimidation factor even if I tried!

     “Was there something that you wished to discuss, Iori?” He inquired, Frames were pushed to their proper position. Looking away from the laptop screen to focus his attention on the blonde before him. Had it been any other person, Inumuta would probably meet them with indifference or an apathetic remark. He saw his time burning up in unneeded idle chatter when he could have to prioritizing and managing his information. For Iori, however, he could spare time without much complainants from him.