— Well, we're done with that. What happened to the death of the younger Sate, Kato-kun?
This time, not only his eldest son was present in the office of the head of the Ohayashi clan, but also the head of the security service, and concurrently the head of a kind — Kato Jiro.
— He died of fright in his bathroom.
Despite the fact that the conversation turned to death, the men could not resist smiling. After all, Sate Shinichi was not particularly respected among those who knew him.
— Heh. Ahem. And more specifically?
— This morning he was found by a maid in his dressing room. The cause of death is a heart rupture. According to the personal doctor, there are no symptoms that can lead to such a death. Toxic substances, both in the blood and in the glass found on the table of the deceased, were not recorded. Penetration into the house is not recorded. There were no recorded phone calls, both incoming and outgoing, on the evening before his death. Now the SB of the Sathe family is restoring the last days of the deceased every minute. At the moment, I considered it inappropriate to go into this matter more deeply.
— And that's right, we'll wait for now. Or maybe we won't interfere at all. Seng, do the condolences.
— Standard or add something? After all, he was Aneko's fiance.
Dai did not answer this question immediately. He tapped his finger on the edge of his desk for a minute, until finally he said,
"Standard." He will also consider it a hint, he will have to fight off his second son. I don't want to be disappointed in the youngest. So we won't take any chances.
"Considering your relationship with the Sathe clan that has developed recently," Kato remarked, "any informal condolences, on top of everything else, he may consider bullying.
— Especially. In short, you've figured out what to do, Sen. Further. Who should I take with me to Koyama's appointment, I hope you understand?
— Hikaru. I visit them all the time, so I'm not enough alone. Aneko and Raydon are Sakurai's friends, so it turns out that one of them will not be enough. And the three of us going there would be too fat for Koyama. The rest are either too small or not born Ohayashi.
"You've forgotten my brother and his family.
— I haven't forgotten. It's just that the ruling families should reconcile our two families. If I go there with someone else, it will look as if we are afraid of them, and considering that we initiated the rapprochement…
— That's right. Did Aneko tell you who Sakurai is going to the reception with?
- no. What is known is that Koyama Shin is also not aware of this. So is Raydon. No one in their school company knows this at all.
"It's quite possible that it will be the younger Koyama," Kato said.
— Well, yes, it is quite possible… Okay, there's no need to guess, we'll find out there," the head of the clan finished with this question. — By the way, Kato, do you know what's going on with the ancestral... uh... lands of Sakurai? He hasn't rented them out yet?
And to his company. Now Shidotamor will own these lands for fifty years. Although I personally think that as soon as Sakurai receives the coat of arms, they will break the contract by mutual consent.
— Hmm, that makes sense. He wiped our nose with these lands.
"Is that possible?" — It seemed to me that it was impossible to hand over things with the status of "generic" to a legal entity that you own.
"He's a minor," Kato explained. — Although the company is registered to him, but he does not actually own it until he is eighteen.
— And how does he manage it? Seng didn't understand.
— The question is how he managed to create it at all, — said Dai. — Develop, and then also save. By the way, Kato, take care of this issue.
— Already, Ohayashi-dono. But so far it turns out that everything is based on ... honesty and respect of employees. However, I have just started digging in this direction.
— You, most importantly, be careful. We need Sakurai, and there is no need to give him a reason to distrust.
— As you say, sir, — the head of the SB clan bowed his head.
* * *
— Okay, the security service will handle it. Now another question. What are we going to do with this female boss? — the head of the Koyama clan addressed the two people present in his office.
Koyama Kagami, as always, remained silent, waiting for what the men would say, so that after them she would express her opinion. If necessary. But the heir of the clan, realizing that serious issues related to the clan were over, relaxed, stretched out his legs and, sitting comfortably on a special pillow — a zabuton, expressed his opinion:
— And do nothing.
— What, I'm sorry? Kenta asked.
— Do nothing. We have too little data on this issue. You're going to do something now, and then it's going to get even worse. At the moment we need to collect information. Roughly speaking, we sit quietly and watch what happens.
"Before it's too late?" I didn't expect this from you, son.
"The only thing we won't be able to cope with is if he falls in love with her," Akeno said, catching his father's skeptical look. And without noticing the same wife. "Ho—o-o... understand, Father, you still think of Shinji as a child. Sometimes I also sin this, but at least I try to look from the other side.
"And what's on the other side?" the old man chuckled.
— For example, for some reason you don't take into account that it is Shinji who is going to use this woman. And any of our gestures can harm his plans. The only thing to do, in my opinion, is to talk openly with him. I still take into account that he may not know her criminal side. Because of this, he is able to make mistakes that can negatively affect his current plans. The man who achieved his position is hardly a fool. Or an inexperienced youth. He'll deal with her himself.
— With a woman... a WOMAN who managed to become one of the strongest bosses of Garagarahabi? He's only sixteen, son!
— I believe in him. But it's time for you to leave all these affairs behind his back.
— What kind of affairs? The old man feigned indignation.
— Well, for example, whispering with the Mori family. Do you think I do not know that you want to marry a guy on the granddaughters of this harmful old man?
— Well, what's wrong? It will work out — great, it won't work out — and okay ... — muttered Kenta. "By the way, you wouldn't mind using him to get closer to Ohayashi.
—Don't use it, Father," the man replied sharply. — I'm not against his participation in this. And unlike you, I told him about it.
The silence that followed Akeno's words was broken by his father.
— I'm not going to put pressure on him, Akeno, I've never put pressure on him. And my actions, whatever they were, did not pose a threat to him. Therefore, son, TONE IT DOWN.
Kagami shivered imperceptibly. There was STRENGTH in the last words of the clan head. Not the notorious "yaki", but the very quintessence of human capabilities, character and will, which is called the aura of power. Glancing at her husband, she couldn't help but be proud of him. It is not known whether it penetrated him, but he did not show it. And, it seems, he began to wind up.
— Maybe we should talk to Bunya? Perhaps they can persuade him to return to the clan.
Stupid question. Stupid. And not in the subject. But that's exactly what she needs right now. Let them explain to a narrow-minded woman that they will not invite Shinji back, and Shinji himself will not return to them. At the same time, passions will cool down.
"Daisuke won't do that, you stupid woman! And he won't give it to others," Kenta said angrily.
— Sometimes you blurt out, you blurt out. Shinji wouldn't do that. You should understand that," the heir of the clan said.
They were silent, each thinking about his own.
— Let's do this. You, Akeno, will talk to the guy. You'll hint or tell me what kind of woman she is, and at the same time you'll try to find out... something. And you, Kagami, will talk to Nakata Akemi and hint to her what will happen if she tries to use him in something dangerous. And that's it. Kagami, bring us something to drink.
Silently bowing, the woman got up from her pillow and went to get alcohol for men.
— Did you watch that tape I gave you? Akeno asked after a couple of minutes of silence.
- yes. This is definitely a Teacher," his father answered him. — Strong, true, but a Teacher.
— Do we need him?
— If we didn't have to look for him or he would have fallen into our hands — yes. And so it's a waste of resources, with the ability to turn this Dwarf against us.
— But the station wagon, Father!
— And what? You know as well as I do what kind of animals they are. This guy will definitely become a master, but using two powers..." Kenta shook his head. — The Master, unlike the Teacher, he will be weak.
— But still ... even if weak, but Mas…
— Are you so eager to get the boy for yourself?
- yes. Perhaps it is still possible to retrain him.
— No, you can't, accept it. He's already... a station wagon.
* * *
I was sitting on the hood of my car and waiting for Akemi. Today my driver, Rymov, was sitting in the car and reading a newspaper. He, apparently, was completely indifferent to waiting. But I started to boil. I took out my cell phone and dialed her number, but I didn't have time to say anything.
— I'm already on the way out, — the speaker delighted me.
At that very moment, looking up, I finally saw her — a beauty in a purple yukata. And I immediately realized that I would be the last one now.
— What is this? Akemi asked when she reached the car and waved her hand in my direction.
— What are you talking about? — I played the unconscious.
— What are you wearing?
— Uh... in a youth outfit.
"Do you... do you even understand?.. Our clothes are incompatible! I look like an old woman next to you," she finished resentfully.
"Don't be silly. — It's obviously asking for a compliment. — This yukata suits you very well.
— Tell me, was it really so difficult to say what you're going to wear? Why are all men so... selfish?
We need to finish this. It hasn't really started yet.
— This is our response to your lateness. And let's go already. We need to pick up another little man along the way," I said, opening the door for her.
"That's not an answer, so you'll have to give an explanation anyway," she said, getting into the car.
—As the beautiful lady commands," I said, slamming the door. Taro, whom we took from home, could hardly be called legless, but there was some uncertainty in his movements. When we arrived at his house, he was waiting for us at the gate with his bodyguard. Getting out of the car and approaching the men, lit a cigarette. Still, Akemi knows how to get on your nerves, so much so that you won't find fault. Unless you can be rude. I hope that she will be more restrained with Tarot.