At Seijirou's house, the engines went silent as the two motorcycles came to a stop.
The dim glow of the porch light washed over the cracked pavement, their shadows long and tired.
Sakai and Shuo helped Seijirou off the bike, making sure he didn't stumble, before handing his keys to Suzune.
"You sure you got him?" Sakai asked, half-serious, half-teasing.
Suzune nodded. "Yeah, I'll take care of him. You two should rest too."
"Got it. See you tomorrow, boss, Suzune." Shuo said, giving a small wave before the two started walking down the quiet street.
"We won't be dropping bt tomorrow boss! We'll head straight to the hospital!" Sakai waved his hand.
Soon, their footsteps faded into the night as Seijirou and Suzune walked inside the house.
The moment the door closed, Seijirou let out a sharp hiss, clutching his side.
The pain that he'd been ignoring since the fight finally caught up to him, every bruise and muscle strain making itself known.
