118 Meeting Old Friends

Rey was standing in the alley behind his school. He leaned against the alley wall, gently tossed the pebble he picked up and caught it again with his right hand, while his left hand was in the pocket of the pants of the Briston Gal Private High School uniform he was wearing.

      About seven minutes and eleven seconds, Rey waited, until the roar of the motorbike sounding from the engine vibrated the surrounding air. About four large motorbikes, each of which had been modified, were seen passing at the end of the alley.

      Rey also threw a pebble that he had been playing with in any direction and got on one of the motorbikes that had just come without saying anything.