Akira waited till they were gone. He held his hands under his chin and kept thinking about Reon's love interest. Sweat was sliding down his neck, but he was too busy thinking to rub it.
"Kamiya… and Reon… what the…" He sighed and rubbed his forehead, then swept his hand around his neck and he felt the wetness on his hand. Akira frowned and rubbed his hand on his jeans.
He found his right leg beating against the floor. He put a hand over his leg and pushed– but it would not stop shaking.
"God, damn it." He jumped off the rock, then rushed inside. He crossed the kitchen and went to the door at the end.
The deeper he got into the secret room, the darker it got. He lit a flame on his finger and advanced. After a moment, the path turned into a slope and he was going deeper into the ground.