Kenji's POV
"Young master," I called for the young master's name as soon as he had arrived in the mansion. He's been having this sour expression on his face that makes me want to tease him. Even if he tries to hide it from me, waka is someone I've known ever since we were children. "Did the young lady skip the study session yesterday again?" Waka stopped walking after I told him that. 'I knew it's about the young lady again.'
"The oyabun told us to recheck the mansion." I reminded him as he entered his room. "You cannot skip this time—"
"I know."
I sighed. "I'll wait for you," I told waka, and it didn't take long for waka to get out of his room wearing a black suit with his hair pushed back. "Shall we?" He didn't respond as he walked in the hallway towards the garage. "If you're wondering, the young lady is in the living room with lady Tomoe." Waka didn't respond.
