The man had been sleeping for a while when the new prisoner arrived. The long hours of travel from one corner of Kusari to the other had built up the fatigue in him. His last flight near Aomori, where he had managed to steal half a shipment of h-fuel form a GMG convoy, had been almost perfect. Unfortunately, the cops at Akita had began to wonder why would a ship belonging to the Hogosha been traveling so near to GMG places considering their current animosity, and stopped him to investigate. He almost made them believe that he had bought the h-fuel from Kishiro and that he had lost the purchase registry when the cops started hearing about the lost ships near Aomori.
Not being enough to charge him with piracy, they arrested him for possession of stolen goods and sent him to Fuchu.
He already managed to report to his boss, and had to stay for the night before arrangements for his release could be finalized.
When he heard the door opening, he wasn't expecting the foreigner who had been brought in, and listening talking in a strange language piqued his attention.
Even if it was the first time meeting one, he could see he wasn't a regular foreigner, at least up until the time Gallia became involved in the affairs of Kusari.
Standing up from the bed the prisoner examined the new arrival form top to bottom. He then pointed to a pair of shoes neatly aligned near the entrance of the cell and said:
"Anoo, Gallia-jin-san, can I ask you to leave your shoes over there? It helps keeping the place clean."
He then gestured to the bed he had left, the only in that cell.
"You sit there. Sleep if you want." he said, unsure of how to address the situation properly.
He moved his hand to his utility belt, only to remember that it had been emptied by the police while he was there. Sitting on a chair on the other side of the small cell, he kept his gaze all the time to the other guy, observing his actions.
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