On fine saturday morning, second week of March. Kenichi and Cacha were happily doing their house chores together. Their quality time was distrubed by the rang of the bell
"do you expect anyone today ?" Cacha asked.
"Nope. is it Kimiko ? or Ann ? or Elena ?" He asked back with sour face.
Cacha shook her head "No idea. They ddin't say anything about coming here today"
"let me hava a look" He went to open the door.
He was stunned to see a young man was in front of his door "Excuse me, who are you looking for ?"
The young man smiled "Is it Miss Feng house ?"
"Yes"
"Is she at home ?"
"Who are you ?"
"President director ?!" All of sudddent there was a middle age man behind the young man.
"Mr Tanakura ?" Kenichi recognised one of his manager and furrowed his eyebrows. Without Cacha telling him, je knew his man actively encouraged her to go out with a man.
"President Director, why are you here ?" Mr Tanakura asked confusedly.
"This is my house. Come in side"
Three of the uninvited guests sat together on one side of the sofa while kenichi sat by him self on the other side. At that time Cacha was not there, she was upstair.
"President director, this is my wife and my brother in law" Mr Tanakura introduced his companions once they seated.
Kenichi just nodded "So, you are looking for Charlene, aren't you ?"
"Yes. Is she at home ?" Mrs Tanakura said happily.
"She is. She is upstair, having shower"
Mr and Mrs Tanakura sensed hostility from Kenichi. They stared at each other looking for a clue.
"Why are you two living on the same place" Mr Tanakuras' brother asked curiously
"She is fiancee, who else she should stay with ?" Kenichi said proudly.
Mr Tanakura face was pale. He looked around the room and finally saw few pictures of his president director hugging Miss Feng. There was also a digital photo frame which kept showing different picture of the couples.
"May I ask why you are looking for my fiancee ?" Kenichi asked coldly.
"we" The guests were speechless.
"Darling, who is coming ?" Cacha run down the stairs and was dumpstruck to see her manager was there "Mr Tanakura ?"
Mr Tanakura smiled awkwardly.
Cacha sat next to Kenichi and asked him softly "Is there any urgent matter that make him come here ?"
"He brings his wife and his brother in law to see you. What do you think ?"
She stared at Kenichi and blinked her eyes, she was confused.
"Mr Tanakura, are you looking for me ? is there any urgent thing ?" She asked confusedly.
"Is he really your fiancee ?" Mr Tanakura brother in law asked.
Cacha nodded "Yes. I told you many time already"
"Sorry sir, we need to go now. We are sorry to distrube your time" Mr Tanakura dragged his wife and his brother in law out.
"Hubby, how come the girl is your boss fiancee?" his wife asked once they were outside.
"I don't know. I'm doom. I am going to lost my job"
Once Kenichi closes the door he pinned Cacha on the wall and pinched her jaw"Babe, tell me what's happen ?"
"I have no idea. He told me he has outstanding brother in law and asked me to meet him. But I told him I already have boyfriend"
"Did you meet that man before ?"
She shook her head and nodded "He came to the office few weeks ago. We just met down stair. "
Kenichi let her chin go "is that it ?"
She smiled, she circled her hands on his neck and kissed his lips "Darling, I love you, only you" then she pinched his cheeks and giggled "You are so cute when you are jealous"
He snorted "Am I ?"
"You are. Darling, how does he knew where I live ?" Cacha asked stupidly.
"only one possibility"
"What is it ?"
"Employee file" He determined to bring up this on monday.
She nodded them she stared at him "Ah.. I forgot to tell you. That man was one of the persons who sent me flowers on Valentine days few weeks ago" Cacha was still unhappy. Kenichi in fact was no different from her brothers, they were the last bach of guys who expected to do anything romantic for Valentine.
He rolled his eyes, his girl really held grude. He had to remind him self to send her flowers on Valentine day next year.
On monday, as soon as he arrived at the office. He called the Human resource Manager to the meeting room "Do you
know why I invite you to this meeting ?"
The manager understood why he was called. His colleague, Mr Tanakura had told him over the weekend "I'm really sorry sir. I did not know, Miss Feng is your Fiancee"
Kenichi sneered "Right, you won't diclose if someone is relate to me but you happily do it for the rest. is it what you are saying ? is it what human resource department manager should do"
"No sir. I'm really sorry. I won't do it again"
"I'll consider this as your first warning. I hope you won't make sama mistake in the future"
"Thank you sir"
"You can go back to your desk now"
The manager went out from the meeting room and patted his chest in relief. He tought he was going to be sack.
"Why did boss call you early in the morning" Jun tapped the manager shoulder.
"Special assistant, do you know if Miss Feng is Boss fiancee"
"Yes. I do. She is here because boss"
"Why don't you tell me ?"
"Why should I ?"
"If you told me, I wouldn't make fatal mistake !!!" the manager roared.
"What did you do ?"
"Mr Tanakura wished to introduce Miss Feng to his brother in law. I gave miss Feng address to him and they went there on the weekend"
Jun snorted "Did boss sack you ?"
"No"
Jun patted his colleague shoulder "You're lucky. Go back to work now, don't challenge boss patient again"
Kenichi exited the meeting room when He saw Jun. "Jun, bring forward my meeting schedule for next thursday and friday. I'm going to urgent trip next week"
Last night, he had considered it carefully.
He was able to protect her safety. he put all his men everywhere in secret. The man who sold Takoyaki at the corner of the station was one of his, the one who run convenient store was also his, He put one in every corner from station to their house.
However, With their current relationship, no matter what he did, he could not shield Cacha well from other men. So, He concluded that the only way to shield her was openly proclaim that she was his by wedding. Therefore, He need to obtain approval as soon as posible.