Night soon arrived.
Wielding the phone in his hand, Anthony stared at the chat room with Kenneth, brimming with hesitation and not knowing how to confess the whole truth.
Ultimately, he couldn't sleep a wink that night. Thus, he decided to head out and spend some time wandering on the streets.
Be that as it might, the moment he set foot downstairs, he caught Kenneth talking on the phone.
“At long last, the renowned Anonymous is willing to make an appearance!” was the latter's statement.
Anonymous? Anthony's eyes narrowed.
Despite hearing that, the boy continued to keep a weather eye on his father.
“Okay, I'll see you there,” uttered Kenneth. He hung up the phone immediately afterward.
He was clad in a black suit as if he had long been prepared to step out of the house.
Seeing Kenneth moving toward the exit, Anthony spoke out loud at once. “Daddy, it's so late now. Are you going somewhere?”
The former turned around toward the source, only to find Anthony's presence. He narrowed his eyes slightly. “Hmm? Why are you not in bed yet?”
“I must've eaten too much, so I thought a stroll might help with digestion.” Anthony didn't avert his gaze as he continued to inquire, “Where are you going, Daddy?”
“I'm meeting somebody.”
“Who?” probed Anthony.
Kenneth looked at his son but said nothing.
Right then, Anthony approached the former and pressed on. “Daddy, I heard you mention the name Anonymous, right?”
The man still wouldn't give an answer.
Seeing that, Anthony threw yet another query out. “Are you meeting up with Anonymous?”
“Is there a problem?”
“Yes, of course, there is.”
“And what would that be?”
“Because—” Anthony froze as words remained at the tip of his tongue, refusing to go past his lips. After a short while, he blinked and remarked, “Anonymous will never show up. Even if he does, he'll let us know beforehand. So, I bet the one that you're going to meet is an impostor.”
“I'll find out once I see him.”
“He's just a fake! Daddy, I guess someone's trying to set you up. Don't fall for it,” advised Anthony.
“Oh, really? Are you sure about it?”
“Absolutely.”
“You think? Why?”
Anthony peered at his father while trying to reason it out. “Because... Because Anonymous told me before that if he's coming, I'll be the first to know.”
Without uttering anything more, Kenneth wheeled around and marched outside.
“I'm serious, Daddy. You've got to believe me!” the boy pleaded.
At that very moment, Kenneth turned to clap eyes on his son, suggesting, “Why don't you come with me and have a look?”
Anthony was slightly taken aback at that invitation. “M-Me?”
“Yes. Didn't you claim that you know him? It'd be perfect if you could help me check that person out.”
Anthony fell into a light trance. He, too, was eager to know who in the world was impersonating him.
After giving it some thought, he bobbed his head. “Okay.”
“Let's hit the road!” prompted Kenneth.
With that, the father-and-son duo set off in the car.
Very soon, they were out of the castle. Anthony sat in the backseat, contemplating as his father maneuvered the car in the driver's seat. “Is it only the two of us, Daddy?” he asked.
Kenneth glanced at the boy through the rearview mirror. “What's wrong? Are you scared?”
“It's not that, but since the impostor has planned to deceive you, he'll definitely come at you fully prepared. Wouldn't we be sorely outnumbered if we showed up like this? Plus, I'm not at all powerful or intimidating. I'm worried that I might end up burdening you.”
With a hand grabbing the steering wheel, Kenneth unwittingly flashed a smirk. “Don't worry. I won't let anything happen to you.”
Since his father had said as much, Anthony couldn't argue anymore.
Even though he was fairly concerned about the matter at hand, his heart was pounding with excitement. After all, it was his first time being on a journey with his father alone, and that inundated him with an indescribable emotion.
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