Inside a two-story villa, a little dumpling was pestering her uncle after dinner.
"Uncle~ Look! Buy Chiharu this! Pretty please?"
Chiharu blinked her round eyes with both of her hands clasping under her chin. Her appearance looked so angelic it almost made Kazuya succumbed to her pressure.
"We haven't done talking about what you did today, my little troublemaker," Kazuya cast a side-long glance at his niece while his hands were busy cutting the roll cake that Chiharu brought back home.
No one knew how surprised he was when Izumi contacted him saying that Chiharu was missing. Although he looked calm on the surface, the waves of concerns and anxiousness surged forth within him.
If anything happened to Chiharu, he wouldn't dare to face his brother again.
"Chiharu knows, it's Chiharu's fault. I'm sorry, Uncle," Chiharu was well-behaved as she once again apologized to her uncle.
