บท 111: The day before the FPS tournament

Once Carlo was done bribing the people in the arcade, he greeted Oliver and Kei. He once again apologized to Kei, while glaring a bit at Oliver. When Oliver noticed Carlo glaring at him, he smiled.

"Oh my comrade's father, Mr. Carlo. I'm sorry about last time, I didn't mean to be rude or anything. It was just part of the mission."

As he heard Oliver's explanation, Carlo sighed. Oliver and his son, seem to follow the same principle in regards to a mission. Which is do what you must for the mission. Once he heard that explanation from Oliver, he couldn't stay angry at the young lad.

"It's alright, it doesn't matter anymore." Carlo smiled wryly at Oliver, and shook hands with him. Oliver's grip strength had amazed Carlo, since that handshake they did was a casual one, and Oliver didn't even truly put any strength to it. He tried to grip Oliver's hand a bit for a little revenge, but Oliver unconsciously responded by adjusting his grip strength.