The slanting sun cast its light, and the person with a gaunt face standing before him, hands in pockets, exuded an air that inevitably reminded one of the so-called Yakuza.
"I'm just here looking for someone," Uesugi Sakura said.
"Looking for someone?"
"Looking for someone...?"
"Hmm... looking for someone."
Hanpe re-evaluated the meaning of these words, sizing him up and down.
Perhaps... he really was just here to find someone?
Having been here for so long, even a simple sentence and conversation seemed to carry a deeper implication.
He couldn't help but feel helpless about his own subconscious thoughts.
"Who are you looking for? Is there someone from your family who disappeared here? Like a brother or sister?" Hanpe said matter-of-factly.
Actually, it's not uncommon for people to come looking for family members here, mostly young girls' parents.