[ There's a pause as he considers this. A smile that looks so out of place on a face eerily similar to Kazuma's own (or should it be the other way around) twists itself onto Terumi's face. ]

I'm a busy man, Kazuma. Detailing my endeavours during the time we've been apart would take a long, long time.

Tell me; how close are you to Noel Vermillion? [ He'd seen your hesitation in naming names, Kazuma, and quite frankly, he doesn't like that very much. ]