章 34: Chapter 33

In that moment, the door swung wide, and Sora entered, carrying a nylon bag filled with food. Fatigue marked his features, evident in his weary demeanor. His clothes bore the signs of hard labor, appearing soiled and coarse.

But despite the worn-out jeans and blue shirt he was dressed in that hinted at the hardships he had faced, Sora's striking features take center stage. His dark, tousled hair was covered by a face cap but there were loose strands that framed his handsome face. His usually dark penetrating eyes were shrouded by fatigue and the eye bags under his eyes bore testament to his sleepless nights which were all dedicated to making money.

"Brother!" Hiro called, elated to see Sora. He went over and hugged him tight. "Are you okay? You look so tired."

The second Sora walked in, Raiden tensed. He stepped away from Saika, a storm brewing in his eyes as he gazed at the person he harbored extreme disdain for.

Watanabe Sora.

The man who had turned his life upside down.