[b]Mikami Kumini[/b]

Cho's talkativeness was a nice change of pace. People holding their tongues around him was an everyday occurrence. He couldn't necessarily blame them. He'd done the same to authority figures when he was younger. In fact, the only people he could think of that talked even remotely casually with him were his lieutenant on the rare occasions that the second in command convinced him to go out drinking. He almost never took the invites, because time that wasn't spent working was time he could be spending at home. He did like to indulge his right hand man every once in a while though. And of course Kouki was always a chatter box around him. Apart from those two though, everyone else he talked with frequently seemed to think it wrong to speak freely with one of the most powerful people in the world. It wasn't like he had a short fuse or anything. Mikami liked to think of himself as a reasonably calm and collected man. 

"Yes, the rain a few weeks back was rather annoying. I'm glad the weather has taken a turn for the better." The small talk was rather mundane and uninteresting, but that's not to say it isn't enjoyable. There was something refreshing about being able to talk about things that really didn't matter when most everything one talked about could be considered very serious. "Although I'm not looking forward to the heat summer brings."

Then Cho asked how he had been and that caught him off guard. The only people that ever asked that were the lady who lived in the apartment across from his after he'd been away for several days and definitely could have been looking better, and his son when he would poke at the dark circles under his eyes and scold him for not coming home enough. It seemed like everyone else either assumed he was fine because of his position or that because of his position he wouldn't want to talk about it if he wasn't fine. His lieutenant had long since given up on asking about his life outside of work too, probably worn down by Mikami's constant avoidance of the topic. 

"I'm fine. Why do you ask?" It was a lie. Mikami was tired. He'd spent the last two nights at the Scepter 4 headquarters. The guilt of not going home was getting to him more than the lack of good sleep though. He'd have to make it up to his neighbor somehow. He remembered her talking about liking musicals. Maybe he'd get her tickets to one. Making it up to Kouki wouldn't be as simple. He'd have to spend every night at home for a week just to prove to the five year old that 'yes, the dream beasts aren't going to get me' (where dream beasts attacking people who didn't get enough sleep had come from he had no idea. the mind of a child was a mysterious place). 

By that point, the two of them were entering the cafe, and instantly Mikami's eyes zeroed in on three people sitting back in the corner. "Cho, I'm going to inform you that this breakfast outing just got a lot more interesting." He nodded towards the one corner booth, occupied by none other than the Red King himself, his second in command, and another of their clansmen. Well, this had potential to get messy. 

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[b]Tadashi Sakurai[/b]

He waited patiently for the signal that all the traffic problems had started to tell his team to move out. They'd gone over where to place the bombs for the best effect. Tadashi himself had one, stored safely in a bag on his back. He was also the one with the remote detonator. He signaled his team to move out, giving his getaway bike, that he'd placed in an alley close enough it was practical but far enough away that it wouldn't get damaged in the blast, a pat. It hurt him a little bit to have to leave it out in the open like this. After all, his cars and bikes were his babies. Tadashi would probably sulk for days if someone stole one of them. 

He shook his head. There was no time to think about that right now. He had bombs to place and detonate. And that was exactly what he did. The team worked quickly, placing the bags where they needed to go before heading away from the area of immediate damage to wait for the Red Clan to arrive so they could taunt them even more. On his walk back towards his designated waiting point, Tadashi bumped into an older lady with a young boy beside her. It made him question his motives just a little bit. The two were walking towards where the pipe bombs were set to go off. They would get hurt and they certainly weren't red clansmen. Although the boy could probably pass as one with that hair of his. 

Tadashi pushed the thoughts away. Matsura would never forgive him if he messed this up. They were doing this for a reason. 

Once he was a safe distance away, Tadashi pulled out the detonator. With a deep breath, he gave it a push. The pipe bombs went off not so long after the Blue King and one of his clan members walked into a cafe.