"Shibuya! When are we leaving?"
"As soon as I get everyone!" I call back.
I turn around doing a head count. "All right, when I call your name say 'here'. Murata?"
"Duh." Murata laughs.
I grin. "Conrad?"
"I'm here, Your Majesty." He answers smoothly.
"Yuri! Call me Yuri, Conrad! I am your godson, after all." I correct.
Conrad laughs softly. "Sorry, Yuri."
"It's alright. I'm used to it by now. Wolfram?"
Silence.
"Where is Wolfram, Murata?" I ask him. "We're going to be late."
Murata fixes his glasses. "Not really."
"I know, but still, you get the ide-."
"YURI! Where is he? Did he leave without me?" Wolfram bangs in. "Oh, there you are, you little wimp."
"Stop calling me that!" I whine. "Well, he's here. Yozak?"
"Yozak? He's coming?" Wolfram asks curiously.
"He wanted to meet my parents."
"Here!" Yozak calls out, from over in his dark corner, scaring me.
"Whoa! When did you get here? Never mind, it doesn't matter. Well, everybody's here. You ready, Murata?"
I turn around just in time to catch a smack in the face, which sends me plummeting into the water. The swirly thing starts happening again.
And here we go.
