After cursing his son, Kurosawa's Father added, "All right, don't be lazy—anyway, they're just a few students. They're not as picky as working adults. Spend an hour a day throwing together a few meals for them. I heard they brought everything else themselves."
Kurosawa Kazuma anxiously tugged at his hair. "Old man, do you even know what kind of work I do? Could you stop holding me back at a critical moment?!"
Kurosawa's Father was baffled. "Aren't you just a taxi driver? What, will helping your guests cook a couple meals during your vacation affect your ability to hold a steering wheel later?"
"..."
Kurosawa Kazuma's blood pressure rose from his father's words. Knowing there was no point in arguing, he angrily slammed the receiver down. "That damn old man never listens to a word anyone says!"
After all, not every Organization member had lost both parents, and they couldn't expose their dangerous work to their families. In the end, this was what happened.
Seeing how angry he was, Hashimoto Maya could only comfort him first. "Your father doesn't know the truth. He probably thinks you really just came here for a vacation, so he asked you to take on a little side job."
Once Kurosawa Kazuma had calmed down a little, Hashimoto Maya pressed on and quietly suggested, "How about, after they arrive on the Island, we avoid them, take the boat, and leave for somewhere else?"
But Kurosawa Kazuma sighed. "Do you think places like this are easy to find? We finally got hold of a base that meets all the requirements. Why should we give it up to a bunch of bored rich kids?"
Inozuka Taro strongly agreed. "And if we leave now, we haven't arranged anything back home. Rather than rushing off to some place with