"The situation is this," the bespectacled young man said hoarsely as the dim streetlights illuminated everyone's faces. "We've already been branded as K's believers. Even if nothing happens this time, the Federal Bureau of Investigation will keep investigating and monitoring us. We might even get arrested again as K's believers."
"But if we go, we'll really become K's believers. And that guy who suddenly showed up doesn't look like a good person either. He might not be trustworthy." The short, stout young man spoke quickly. "And our families are here too."
"It's fine. Those who want to stay can stay. Staying doesn't necessarily mean anything will happen," the bespectacled young man said hoarsely. "We don't have much time."
His gaze swept over the crowd. "Who wants to come with me?"
"I'll go." A voice rang out. It was the young man in work clothes lying on the machine.
"I'll go too," the blond-haired young man said hoarsely.
"I'll go." The young man in casual clothes spoke up.
The short, stout young man opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but ultimately said nothing.
The bespectacled young man waited for a while, but no one else spoke.
"All right, we're leaving." He nodded and, together with the other two, helped the young man in work clothes into the car.
As they got in, the SUV started automatically and drove into the depths of the night.
"Fuck, this car drives itself." The blond-haired young man's eyes widened. "What kind of high-tech is this?"
"That's autonomous driving. It's been around for a long time." The bespectacled young man turned back to look at the dim streetlights and the friends beneath them seeing them off.
"That's so advanced?" The blond-haired young man could not help saying. He looked ahead. "There seems to be another