Minamoto's POV
Lunchtime came this noon, and I decided to eat my lunch with Arturo, who was in the campus courtyard. The courtyard had an Andalusian style of columns and arches with painted yellow, white, and blue colours on them. The patterns are my commission, so they are beautiful in a country like this. "Hey there, Byeon-san," I said to him.
He then heard and looked at me, with food in his mouth. "Yes?" he asked with a muffled sound, before chewing his food and swallowing them.
"Would you mind if I sit down next to you?" I asked.
He wouldn't mind, so he said yes.
So, I sat down with my bento lunch, which was homemade sinigang with pork tonkatsu curry on the side. Mineral water is our beverage. We ate our meals in silence, with birds chirping on the branches of the courtyard trees.
"So, how's your first battle with the Port Mafia in the Agency?" I asked.
Arturo was surprised that I knew about it and glanced at me, this time, with no food in his mouth. "How did you know that, sir?"
"Let's just say I had eyes and ears to the Agency and the Port Mafia, and I was a peacekeeper between them. I don't take sides. I am a Grey man between them."
Arturo seemed to get what Grey Man meant, and he replied, "So that's grey neutral?"
I gave a smile. "Yes, much like that, and it seemed that you handled the Black Lizard of the Port Mafia like a champ. These guys are not to mess it, kid."
Arturo then chuckled at that. "Yes, but I don't care what they would say to me. I just wanted to make sure that Atsushi-kun and the Agency are away from their clutches."
"That was basically exceptionally brave there, Arturo-kun. You have a heart of a Filipino after all."
"Yup!"