Subaru entered Hakuba’s number, then gave his own. “You may prefer that, but I am very secretive about my email. I prefer some measure of privacy.”
And he didn’t have an e-mail associated with this identity. Well, aside from one involving his college, but that was strictly for school. (That was something he needed to remedy, but it had slipped his mind, what with all the things going on recently.)
Hakuba hesitated after he put the number in, slowly lifting his gaze to look over at Okiya again. “Ah, of course… I completely understand.” He hit the save function on his phone, then slipped it back into his pocket, sheepish. This man was definitely not a typical engineer; he was far too cautious for that. Most people that he talked to willingly surrendered mountains of information as if they wanted to be taken advantage of. It always surprised him. But not this man.
The detective decided that he did, indeed, like Okiya Subaru. And that made him quite pleased.
“Thank you, once again… It’s been a pleasure, Okiya-san.”