The phone buzzed angrily on the sheets where Kamenashi had left it. Wiping his sweat beaded brow, he reach for the phone, expecting the usual number to appear. It was only when he glanced at the I'D he froze. It wasn't what he had expected. The number itself wasn't even a Japanese calling code. A nervous feeling came over Kame as he shakily flip up
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