~Mystery Man’s POV~
“Meanwhile in the other seats, the three of them seemed to look at each other. Mrs. Damon stared at Helen, communicating to her.
“I don’t realize that Fender and Norah were here,” Ino said.
“I already knew that those two sweeties were here, but they seemed that they didn’t want to be disturb so it’s better to leave them alone and pretend to know nothing,” Helen explain.
Mrs. Damon looked very serious, “You hear it, too, right, Helen?” she asked.
“Hear what?” Ino asked again.
Helen suddenly stood up, “It’s better to go now.”
“Go where? Our food hasn’t even gotten here yet. If they both have a problem, let them solve it on their own,” Ino insisted.
Mrs. Damon also stood up, “It’s not their problem. We have to help them.”
Ino sighed, “If you say so, Emilia,” he stood up although he seemed like he didn’t want to.