Daisuke nodded as he exchanged numbers with the rude man (labeling him as such on his phone) and watched silently as he walked away. He did have a point, though... But at the same time his parents lived in Kyoto. Though he would have liked to see them in person, a phone call would have to suffice for now. Quickly pulling up his father's cell phone number and dialing it, Daisuke bit his lip and hoped he could get a response.

...

"The number you have dialed is curr-"

Clicking his tongue, Daisuke immediately cut off the call and looked around. The man had already left by now, which meant he was alone in the middle of the carnage... Again. Looking around once more, he noticed another two people sitting around. At a distance, they seemed to be a bit younger than he was, but it didn't hurt to see if they were in the same situation as he was in. Brushing off whatever debris he could off of his clothes, Daisuke began to move towards the two. Maybe they had some more information than he or that other man did.