Krad was a punctual man, the boy thought with an smile. He liked that. Hakuba stood and for some reason remembered his first meeting with Tyki. Maybe things will go different with Krad as well, who knows? For now, there was no reason to not be polite.
Opening the door, he greeted the man with a smile. "Welcome, Krad. Please, come in."
A wood table and two comfy chairs was set out on the balcony for them, the style was a mixture of British than Japanese as the whole place was a reflex of Hakuba's taste and heritage.
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Krad was a punctual man, the boy thought with an smile. He liked that. Hakuba stood and for some reason remembered his first meeting with Tyki. Maybe things will go different with Krad as well, who knows? For now, there was no reason to not be polite.
Opening the door, he greeted the man with a smile. "Welcome, Krad. Please, come in."
A wood table and two comfy chairs was set out on the balcony for them, the style was a mixture of British than Japanese as the whole place was a reflex of Hakuba's taste and heritage.