Chapter 9
CoCo Ichiban was a go-to for relaxing as a group after a long working day. Japanese-style curry varying in levels of spice from “Oops, how did that speck of pepper get in there?” to the tail end of a rousing round of “100 Jars of Jalapenos on the Wall...” was deeply satisfying to all, no matter how sensitive to spice. (Kirin could handle about two specks of pepper while Kai wouldn’t know a jalapeno if it got caught in his throat.) However, privacy was essential in this case, so instead of hitting the nearby establishment, the members of Guardian all crowded into Naoki’s small living room where they liberated beer from his eternal stock and settled in to wait for their home delivery of curry. By mutual agreement, nothing more substantial than the latest tweets from their peers wa
