The burly man understood and nodded. "Since the Fourth Young Master has said so, we'll naturally leave."
"Don't..."
Hiramoto's heart sank, and he hurriedly reached out and called after them.
"What is it, Fourth Young Master? Do you have something else to say?"
The skinny man and the burly man exchanged sinister grins before sneering as they asked.
"Um... I want to go home now. Take me home..."
Uehara Hiromi Taro saw that Mirai said nothing and was still staring at him with those indifferent eyes. He shuddered, then tried to speak.
As soon as Hiramoto finished speaking, the skinny man froze. At first, he had thought Hiramoto wanted them to help kill the guy who seemed to have a grudge against him. But that was not it. His request was for them to take him home?
They had never heard such a request come from the mouth of this narrow-eyed Fourth Young Master!
Moreover, compared with Hiramoto's usual arrogance and his behavior today, there was clearly a huge difference!
"Could the Fourth Young Master be... afraid?"
The thought surfaced in the skinny man's mind. After considering it carefully, Hiramoto's strange behavior seemed to make sense.
"Fourth Young Master, don't be afraid. Since we're here, no one can hurt you while we're around," the short man said.
"This..."
Uehara Hiromi was feeling miserable. Seeing Mirai's gaze grow colder and colder while more and more people gathered around them, his irritation intensified. He finally said impatiently, "I told you to take me home, so take me home. Why are you talking so much?"
"Ah..."
The skinny man was choked back by Hiramoto's words. His mouth twitched slightly. He wanted to get angry, but held it in and replied, "Yes."
"Jianji, let's take the young master home."
The skinny man called out