Haruki took a deep breath, he had learned humility and discovered just that, that he wasn't the best.
Takashi was an important artist and curator, specialized in evaluating the veracity of works of art, preventing a renowned international company from buying counterfeit trinkets.
Hinata, a math genius.
Jun, a warrior, who became a master in baking and got his share of fame.
Daisuke, a communicator, digital influencer, and DJ with a legion of fans. And Saito, a man of courage who assumed his sexuality, managed to live freely, and was an activist for humanitarian causes.
In fact, the billionaire's words didn't offend Haruki since he developed some self-awareness.
"I agree. It would be even more interesting for you to spend long hours with Saito-san than with me. You voiced your preference once. And I know..." Haruki didn't finish what he was going to say.
"You punk! How dare you?" Abe-san was out of control and threw tea at Haruki.
