[ He's well aware that after the entire fiasco is over, after all the things they've gambled on and won, that he will come back to this. Or something very much like it.
After all, he's the only one in the family privy to the information, trusted not to overreact and jeopardize the authenticity of the lie. And so he returns, of course, to the place he sometimes shares with Yamamoto Takeshi. He kills the engine of the Maserati, feels the throaty purr die down, and sits, for a moment, in the car, the muted noise of raindrops incessant.
He knows perfectly well that he can drive away right now, and the man inside will be none the wiser, but Hibari Kyouya has never been a coward.
And so, he emerges, with an umbrella, and heads inside before closing it, stray droplets shaken out properly. He sees Yamamoto with his sword, knows instinctively that there'll be hell to pay.
And he shuts the door then, and steps further into the room. ]
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After all, he's the only one in the family privy to the information, trusted not to overreact and jeopardize the authenticity of the lie. And so he returns, of course, to the place he sometimes shares with Yamamoto Takeshi. He kills the engine of the Maserati, feels the throaty purr die down, and sits, for a moment, in the car, the muted noise of raindrops incessant.
He knows perfectly well that he can drive away right now, and the man inside will be none the wiser, but Hibari Kyouya has never been a coward.
And so, he emerges, with an umbrella, and heads inside before closing it, stray droplets shaken out properly. He sees Yamamoto with his sword, knows instinctively that there'll be hell to pay.
And he shuts the door then, and steps further into the room. ]
...You're here early.