A Terrible Drive

"He seems pretty worried and is probably waiting until I come home."

"Don't worry, you'll make it back," Nikki assured him, "and make sure you keep your dad in good shape while you're there." Masaru nodded at that remark, before September patted him on the shoulder.

"Alright, let's get you home," she said. There was a line of black cars that were waiting for him, as we walked towards the car.

Malachi jumped inside in one of them, as I followed inside with him. One of the agents was already driving, but he looked at me with a bit of confusion on his face or so it seemed. "Alright, mansion here we come," Malachi said, shimmying down to a laid back position, so that he could look outside through the windows.

"What are you looking for?" I asked as he shrugged his shoulders slightly. "Just viewing."