It was indeed Kiyoshi Matsumoto. He was taking a walk along a flower garden just outside the restaurant they were in. Two beautiful women were by his sides, one dangling at each arm.
They were laughing over a joke that Kiyoshi just told. One even smacked at Kiyoshi's shoulder and ran her hand down the man's upper arm.
"That asshole!"
Minato and Arata rose to their feet abruptly, intent on teaching Kiyoshi a lesson or two.
"Onii-chans, don't!" Midori cried out, but it was too late.
The two men already stormed out of the restaurant, heading toward Kiyoshi and his female companions.
When Arata and Minato stepped into their path, Kiyoshi and the two women raised their eyes and looked at them.
"What is the meaning of this, Matsumoto-san?" Arata snapped.
"The meaning of what?" Kiyoshi asked in return with a curt smile on his lips.