He lifted his eyebrows in surprise at the look she gave him, considered smacking the taste out of her mouth for it, but whirled around instead to disappear behind the side of the door they’d just come out of. He scrambled up to the top of the little roof of the door and took his newly-acquired (after scaring the previous owner) lunch spot, legs dangling over one side as he silently regarded the cityscape sprawled out in front of him. It was a impressive and awing to realize that his dad almost “owned” it, and in a few years he might as well.
He supposed it was only natural to take over this school first..
He was silent for a few minutes. She’d wait.
“Hilarious how the students always complain about me until delinquents from other schools start hassling them. Ain’t that the last time we spoke?” He sounded amused, but a little bitter too-- there was always something bitter in his voice, though. It was funny that he’d already dabbled in what he was to do as an adult when just in middle school. Protection, jeeze.
“If I stop asking OTHER people for pocket money, you’re the only one left I can ask. It’d be a bother to walk all the way up to the next floor just to find someone kind enough to spare me a hundred yen coin.”