When Seiryo left the Anarkh, he was feeling out of his depths. He had two cousins he never knew he had, and he was now in cooperation with a dangerous crime overlord. Could he use overlord for that small woman?
It was strange how fitting the title seemed despite her diminutive size.
His train of thought was cut short by his ringing phone. He looked at the device and found it was an unknown number. He frowned and picked up the call. Even though he rarely received calls from unfamiliar numbers on his private line, he was not in a position to decline.
His life was too complicated to not pick up calls on his private line, especially with Misaki.
"Hello." He answered calmly but with caution.
The line was silent for a long moment before a female voice spoke up with a bit of gruffness as if the person was going to cry.
"Hello, Seiryo."