After saying hello, Xia Yu shrank back into the car.
In the rearview mirror, Ichise Hui in the driver's seat twitched the corners of his mouth incessantly and couldn't help but say, "Instructor, weren't you going to keep a low profile? Showing yourself like this, I guarantee that in less than an hour, the entire Neon Food World will be buzzing because of you."
"Who cares."
Xia Yu leaned heavily against the back of the seat, crossed his hands behind his head, rested his head, and closed his eyes. Shortly after, the car broke free from the dense crowd in the shopping street. Ichise Hui stepped on the accelerator and increased the power, glancing again at the rearview mirror. Startled, he saw the young instructor in the back seat already asleep, showing an unspeakable tranquility.
Seeing this, Ichise Hui only lightly tapped the accelerator, maintaining a steady speed, avoiding abrupt stops or sudden accelerations.
Near the suburbs of Tokyo.
"Instructor, we're here."
