the-king-of-decadence
Tomoya gets the Ginza address and takes about a half-hour to get there, if only because he decides to take his car instead of a motorbike. He has his trademark backpack with him full of assorted things, but besides that he hasn’t got much else. In the end, the most important thing is getting to Issay. Little details that come in-between don’t matter.
When he arrives, he stands at the front door and squeezes his fingers around the strap of the backpack. Unsure whether Issay’s already inside (or if they’re supposed to meet right here in the hallway), he lifts his hand and knocks.
It doesn’t occur to him that he could just call his mobile phone for clarification.















