Ryuutaro was practically shaking with anger as he walked up next to Hayato. He had rarely felt such a desire to hurt somebody before.
"Assholes...", he muttered under his breath and that alone was amazing enough. Ever since he and Hayato had met this was the first time he'd gotten vulgar. Usually his speech patterns were proper, even over-proper and oldfashioned, after all.

However, there was not much time left for anybody to be shocked over that as Ryuutaro spotted another figure down the hall.
It seems like the scene had been watched. Ryuutaro's eyes widened as he made out who the other person was. It seemed impossible enough.
At least it was safe to say that Nobuhiro Fukami had also yet to get over the shock of suddenly seeing his son in this of all places.