´A new job, eh?´
Already seated in his truck, Musashi found himself on his way to visit Deimon again. His window rolled down to enjoy the nice spring weather, between his lips a shortened cigarette hanging mindlessly, unlit.
A silent sigh escaped the side of Musashi’s mouth as he reclined back comfortably in his seat. The speed from his driving giving him a nice breeze and making his bandana rap against his neck a little uncomfortably, in contrast to the uneven hitting from his cloth, the smooth road ahead of him giving him no trouble to drive and making it easy for his thoughts to wonder.
And wonder they did. Musashi couldn’t help but let his mind drift to Hiruma, that male had him working on more “projects” than usual. Coming to Deimon almost regularly.
A brief frown of frustration crossed his face as his wondering thoughts led him back to that time. That particular event was never far from his mind, he knew he’d let Kurita and Hiruma down, and yet, the two remained stubborn to him returning to the team, unexpctadly
to others, the blonde appeared more set on his ways to get Musashi back.
Making a turn to enter the school grounds, Musashi cleared his face of any melancholic traces of his past and proceeded to park in a conveniently close cleared space, which he silently chuckled to himself, half guessing the devil probably had something to do with it.
Not even bothering to take any paperwork with him, Musashi simply walked straight to the clubhouse, where suppousedly, Hiruma would be waiting for him to clear and review the plans for the expansion of the small “base”