fragmentation;
04.
"You did good up there," Ogata-san tells him after.
"Did I," Akira replies, lips quirking into a half-smile, eyes still pink. "I did something up there and I'm not too sure I would call it good."
Ogata-san smirks, pulls out a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket and a lighter with it. "No," he says. "You did good." He looks at Akira.
"What is it?"
Ogata-san chuckles and lights his cigarette. "No, it's nothing," he replies. "You've grown, Akira-kun. Your father..." Ogata-san shoots a glance at Akira before continuing, "...your father would be very, very proud."
Akira smiles. "I'm glad you think so," he says simply.
They leave it at that.
to be continued.