“What d’ya want, kid?” Toji asks in his rough, low voice as he looks down at the teenager standing in front of his house. His sharp gaze drifts over their form, taking in their appearance.

“Ah, you Megumi’s friend?” He finally realises with a raised eyebrow, fully opening the door and stepping to the side to let the visitor in. "He's not home. The brat said he'd be back soon though."

The tall man turns around with cold indifference, not caring if his son's friend follows him in or not.