[Walter was in a good mood for once. A bucket of cleaning solution in one hand, a mop in the other, and sweet, sweet revenge on his mind, he was the very picture of chipperness.
The anonymity of voice communications on the network goes both ways. Walter had been forced to find out who Naoya was before tracking him down. Likewise, Walter hadn't shown his face at all during the course of the transmission in which he met Naoya, so if the other boy hadn't been looking after his other activity-- and given the boy's laziness, there was a fair chance he hadn't-- it would all be up to who recognized whose face or voice first.
As such, when he heard the name Teshigawara spoken, Walter's gaze abruptly turned to the speaker and the person to whom he had addressed. Then, cheerfully, Walter smiled, lifting the mop slightly into the air and waving it in greeting.
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The anonymity of voice communications on the network goes both ways. Walter had been forced to find out who Naoya was before tracking him down. Likewise, Walter hadn't shown his face at all during the course of the transmission in which he met Naoya, so if the other boy hadn't been looking after his other activity-- and given the boy's laziness, there was a fair chance he hadn't-- it would all be up to who recognized whose face or voice first.
As such, when he heard the name Teshigawara spoken, Walter's gaze abruptly turned to the speaker and the person to whom he had addressed. Then, cheerfully, Walter smiled, lifting the mop slightly into the air and waving it in greeting.
This was going to be good.]