You do not immediately notice how a young man approaches you, putting his hands in the pockets of his almost unchanged white jacket with a zipper. When he notices that he has your attention, the young man waves at you with a semblance of a smile on his lips, taking one hand out of his pocket. — My name is Chishiya Shuntaro. And I need to discuss with you a couple of questions in private, — he notices, looking at you with some cunning with his black eyes.