Soon, the order was made. The only one who was excited with the meal was Chiharu who kept eyeing the door, hoping for the waiter to come quicker with their dishes.
"Kazuya, is everything good?"
Madam Tokioka broke the silence by asking a question to her second son. With one leg crossed the other, she kept her posture straight with both hands clasping together on a knee. Her eyes carried clear nonchalance despite the nature of the question.
Kazuya ignored the indifference in her voice as he answered curtly and returned a question at the same time, "Everything is good. How about you, Mother?"
This was nothing more than a formality. Despite how cold their parent and child relationship was, Kazuya wouldn't act rude to the woman who gave birth to him and his brother. Even the word 'Mother' sounded foreign and distant to him.
