Kokonoi was left alone. Yasuhiro and Sanzu had gone off into the darkness. Inui and Takemichi were lying beaten on some trash heap, most likely unconscious. His wounds were stinging, blood was caked on his lips. He had been forced to leave his friends, leave ToMan, and become a member of the Tenjiku gang. Their financial advisor, and essentially their wallet. The guy didn't know what to do or what to think.

He lowered his head, looking at his hands. Where should he go? What should he do now?..

What are you going to do?