"Saburo? I need to talk to you about your friend." Kuma looked... Tired. He'd been working constantly finding out as much as he could about Shoutos home life after he promised to help
"Sure, let's talk." Saburo nodded, bringing Kuma upstairs into his room, offering his big ergonomic desk chair and lying on the bed, closing the door remotely with a little robot arm Mei helped build. "What's up?"










