Saturday July 30 - 12:38 p.m. - At the school
Ichiro walked right into his grandfather's office. It was pretty nice since his grandfather thought that being the headmaster of the school you had to leave an impression and a Toriyama wouldn't want their name to be any less. He made his way around the desk and sat in his grandfather's chair. He turned on the computer and pulled out his cell phone and speed dialed a number.
"Grandfather Toriyama I have something important to tell you. . . . .No its not like that." he whined into the phone. "That was an accident it has to deal with the rumor. . .Yeah about the kids dealing at the school gates. . .well I'm at the school right now picking that thing up for father to give to you and came across a group of students hanging out at the gate. . .Yeah its not like it was a coincidence it was a group of kids that always hang out but what was unusual was they were with some kid that didn't attend at all. . .no I didn't know the kid"
A smile graced Ichiro's lips. "Names! Yes I can give you names." he looked at the computer screen with pictures of the students and there names on it. "All right there was Hart Andrea, Ogawa Kenshin, Sune Kiti, and Tsukita Hikaru. Thanks grandfather. . .I won't forget the thing. . .bye" he clicked the phone off and turned the computer off as well. Getting out of the chair he grabbed the manilla letter off the desk to leave. It wasn't the first time his grandfather had forgot something and his father was to pick it up. The old man was getting senile. That's when Ichiro suddenly stopped. Grandfather Toriyama wasn't senile at all like all Toriyama's they were secretive. . .too secretive.
Ichiro's mind raced at the possibility of what could be in the envelope. Out of all his family members his grandfather was the one he knew lest about but supposedly had the most impressive life before being a headmaster. It was curious why they kept it all a secret. With a sly smile on his face he sat back down and opened it pulling out some paper and noticed it was a note addressed to his father. It wasn't anything accidentally left it was on purpose for his father to get. Ichiro began to read the rest of the letter with interest.
Seiichi,
I understand your concern if you can't find the kid at all the schools you searched so far. I haven't noticed anything out of the ordinary yet at the school but I'll keep an eye out. I do have a few attending from pretty rich prestigious lifestyles that seem out of place and I know a child from the yakuza will be living a pretty nice high life. So if its any it has to be one of them. I'll let you know if I find out which one, if any, is the Yakuza kid. This can be to our benefit we can meet up and discuss this later.
Ichiro quickly put the letter away with shaky hands. One of his peers could actually be part of the yakuza but who. His mind wondered to Kenshin the boy was obviously from a well to do family and seemed to try and make an impression on anyone bigger then him. Maybe the name Toriyama, a known yakuza hunting family, rang a bell in his mind. Meaning Kenshin knew who Ichiro was and possibly using Ichiro's ignorance to his advantage. It seemed the idiot might be more of a threat then first thought and Ichiro vowed to bring him down if he was the rodent.
"Grandfather Toriyama I have something important to tell you. . . . .No its not like that." he whined into the phone. "That was an accident it has to deal with the rumor. . .Yeah about the kids dealing at the school gates. . .well I'm at the school right now picking that thing up for father to give to you and came across a group of students hanging out at the gate. . .Yeah its not like it was a coincidence it was a group of kids that always hang out but what was unusual was they were with some kid that didn't attend at all. . .no I didn't know the kid"
A smile graced Ichiro's lips. "Names! Yes I can give you names." he looked at the computer screen with pictures of the students and there names on it. "All right there was Hart Andrea, Ogawa Kenshin, Sune Kiti, and Tsukita Hikaru. Thanks grandfather. . .I won't forget the thing. . .bye" he clicked the phone off and turned the computer off as well. Getting out of the chair he grabbed the manilla letter off the desk to leave. It wasn't the first time his grandfather had forgot something and his father was to pick it up. The old man was getting senile. That's when Ichiro suddenly stopped. Grandfather Toriyama wasn't senile at all like all Toriyama's they were secretive. . .too secretive.
Ichiro's mind raced at the possibility of what could be in the envelope. Out of all his family members his grandfather was the one he knew lest about but supposedly had the most impressive life before being a headmaster. It was curious why they kept it all a secret. With a sly smile on his face he sat back down and opened it pulling out some paper and noticed it was a note addressed to his father. It wasn't anything accidentally left it was on purpose for his father to get. Ichiro began to read the rest of the letter with interest.
Seiichi,
I understand your concern if you can't find the kid at all the schools you searched so far. I haven't noticed anything out of the ordinary yet at the school but I'll keep an eye out. I do have a few attending from pretty rich prestigious lifestyles that seem out of place and I know a child from the yakuza will be living a pretty nice high life. So if its any it has to be one of them. I'll let you know if I find out which one, if any, is the Yakuza kid. This can be to our benefit we can meet up and discuss this later.
Ichiro quickly put the letter away with shaky hands. One of his peers could actually be part of the yakuza but who. His mind wondered to Kenshin the boy was obviously from a well to do family and seemed to try and make an impression on anyone bigger then him. Maybe the name Toriyama, a known yakuza hunting family, rang a bell in his mind. Meaning Kenshin knew who Ichiro was and possibly using Ichiro's ignorance to his advantage. It seemed the idiot might be more of a threat then first thought and Ichiro vowed to bring him down if he was the rodent.