"So what?" Beichuan Si looked up.
"I won't say what you're planning to do, nor will I interfere—of course, I might not even know what you're up to." Gangye Yoshiko shrugged, changing lanes as she drove.
Beichuan Si put the chewing gum back in his pocket, his tone pausing slightly, "Thank you."
Gangye Yoshiko was a sharp woman; she naturally understood that Beichuan Si's visit to Tsuchiya Motomu was not for old times' sake, which would be meaningless.
That's just the kind of person Beichuan Si was; he would never suddenly engage in an action without meaning.
So why did such a person suddenly want to see Tsuchiya Motomu?
Both knew the answer in their hearts.
"Remember your Sister Liangzi's kindness."
Gangye Yoshiko teased with a chuckle, continuing to chew her gum as she drove on.
Their destination was a remote prison.
