Kenji was the one who pushed the glass door of the restaurant open, while Lake stepped into the air-conditioned room before him. The moment they walked in, they were welcomed by the aroma of several steaming hot meals, placed on several tables around the room.
Kenji watched his best friend walk slowly and carefully until they approached a table at the end of the room. Kenji followed him behind, while wondering what it was that had caused Lake to insist they come here. It was certainly not hunger, because from all indications, Lake was far past having a growling stomach. He settled into the seat in front of Lake, on the same table. His eyes did not leave the man for a single moment.
Lake's mind continued to wonder around the room, he found it hard to restrict his thoughts to a particula
