Loose Ends [1]

Ezra had made sure there was no one around. He was certain no one had followed him.

He glanced at his bike, then at Professor Vanitas.

"Professor, why did you—"

"Don't be an idiot," Vanitas interrupted.

"...."

Ezra frowned. What was this professor talking about?

"I don't have time for this. I need to—"

Before Ezra could pull his bike upright, Vanitas grabbed his wrist. Ezra glared at him. Time was slipping away, and if he didn't hurry, he'd lose Franz's car.

"Long-game. Play the long game," Vanitas said.

"...."

Whether Vanitas liked it or not, Franz was now keeping an eye on him. This meant Franz would likely show up around him more often. 

If that was the case,, he needed to present himself as someone Franz couldn't easily control or handle.

To completely monopolize the situation.

That was why Vanitas had never directly mentioned the incident that night. He wanted to keep Franz on edge.