A Disturbance

In the lobby of the restaurant, he stood there with his back against the wall and his arms folded across his chest. There seemed to be a commotion coming from the attic, and his eyes followed the strange sound, flitting an inquisitive glance towards the ceiling. With a shrug of his shoulders, he turned his attention back onto Hiroomi, who was smiling up at him.

"Dunno." He said offhandedly, preferring to disregard the clamor from upstairs.

But then, he figured if Yamada was causing trouble or vandalizing the property, he would be the one to suffer the wrath of their boss. He would be found responsible somehow for the misconduct. The nagging feeling wouldn't leave him alone if he just ignored it, so he decided to grit his teeth and investigate. Luckily, he had Hiroomi there. Yamada would most likely listen to Hiroomi, since she was practically a minion to him.

"Should we check up on her?" He finally wondered out loud after cleansing his stubbornness and deliberation.