Whether he’s just slow to pick it up or he’s really ignorant of what I was talking about, I had no idea. Ichihara Jun idiotically tilted his head in confusion. He then looked at his followers, perhaps trying to find someone who knew what I meant by Marika’s gift.
I threw that somewhat reflexively when he made his entrance extravagantly. I haven’t heard from Watanabe yet and even the short exchange of messages with Marika yesterday didn’t touch upon the photo we took.
Maybe she’s still holding onto it, looking for a better chance to slap it on Ichihara Jun’s face. Who knows? I’ll try to see her later if possible but if not, I’ll rely on messages again or Watanabe to become something like a bridge for us. Much better than letting Tanaka find me again for that guy ordering her.
A few seconds later, Ichihara Jun’s followers either shrugged or returned the same confused look at him. Due to that, the guy groaned in annoyance at how useless they were.