""So, Mr. Ayanokoji, have you had any changes in your emotional state over the past few days?" I ask the boy right in front of me."
The Whiteroom is gone, but it's products are still out in the danger.
But fortunately for Ayanokoji, he isn't alone...
Staring outside the window, we pass by various trees and buildings which caught my interest. Their tall outreach towards the skies piqued my interest with the flowing of light green trees lashing against the wind. People, everyday normal people walking by; a mother and a child enjoying the scenery while a man proposes to his soon to be fiancé.
"How's the outside world , Kiyotaka" Mr. Horikita asks.
"Intriguing" was my only response. Although it interests me, I'm past the point of feeling anything towards it.
All my life, I've followed commands like a dog and his owner. I never needed to feel emotions in that place so it doesn't come to a surprise that I've suppressed them. The possibility of me feeling emotions freely is likely impossible. That's who I am, an empty shell.
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"Seems a lot more serious than I thought" He quietly mumbled.
While waiting to reach our destination, I quietly explored the cars interior once again.
The gray leather seats felt smooth but also hard to the touch. The red lining contrasted the appearance.
A clean interior with a fresh smell made it seem like a new car.
Perhaps it was.
The windows were also cold. When I breathed into the window, fog would appear then slowly disappear again.
Suddenly, the car felt a sudden jolt with the entire car swaying to the right while my body moved the opposite way.
"Hm?"
We pulled into a parking space where Mr. Horikita signaled me to step out.
Opening the door, I found myself to a large strip mall filled with row of shops where the crowd bustled around in different directions.
"What is this place?" I asked stupidly as I already knew.
"Come on, let me show you" he beckoned with a smile on his face.
We then entered a small medieval age cafe.
The natural lighting gave it that feeling.
Although crowded, the cafe was still open enough to find seats.
Taking spots next to a window, it gave us a clear view of the car.
Exploring the cafe, it had all sorts of items to choose from. From pastries, to coffee, and cakes. It felt truly mouthwatering.
The table also had a new aspect with a slick wooden design, but basic.
A metal stand with a rectangular shaped place of paper caught my eye.
I picked it up and examined it before noticing Mr. Horikita's smug look.
