Let Them Walk On Their Own Paths

"Hey, Heisuke, are you alright?"

Kenji's voice penetrated into Heisuke's thoughts. Startled, he blinked his eyes and dazedly stared at Kenji who was sitting opposite him.

Currently, they were in the restaurant mentioned by Kenji earlier. It was a fusion eatery located in the middle between the clubhouse and their hotel. They were waiting for their food to arrive.

"Oh... sorry. I'm just feeling tired," Heisuke gave an excuse. He pinched the space between his brows.

"Are you worried about that man?" Kenji grabbed the small jug of water from the table and poured it into a glass. He put the glass in front of Heisuke, "Luckily, it's nothing serious. Tho I didn't expect that I'd meet the President Kishimoto there."

"The President Kishimoto?"

Heisuke repeated Kenji's last few words, confused why the latter addressed the older man in that way.