Charlie raised his hand to dismiss the concern. “It’s fine. Don’t worry. I have some personal affairs to take care of, and I’ll be back when I’m done.”

Isaac asked, “Is it in Osaka? Do you want me to arrange a convoy for you?”

“It’s not necessary.” Charlie didn’t say exactly where he was going, and he didn’t intend to.

For some unknown reason, he kept thinking about Nanako. It was perhaps out of sympathy, or admiration, or other indescribable emotions. He couldn’t figure it out, nor did he want to think about it.

Right now, all he wanted to do was to go to Kyoto to visit Nanako personally and look at her injuries.

No matter what, he could only return in peace after healing her.

Seeing that Charlie did not want to share his whereabouts, Isaac did not insist but advised him to drive carefully. And if the snow got too heavy, to wait until it stopped before continuing to drive.

Charlie agreed and then set off on his own.

Osaka was very close to Kyoto; it was only about an hour’s dr