Chapter 45: Breakfast.
"Everyone take a seat."
Everyone did as they were instructed by the head of the family and took a seat on the dinning table.
The dinning table was separated into two parts. One for us kids where me and my cousins who were sweating, sat down and the other table was for the elders, where grandfather, uncle and aunt as well as ritauka were sitting together.
"Sir here." he came and surved a plate of food made using crabs ,"This is made by young mistress ryo."
"Hm..by Ryo." he hummed and took his chopsticks, "I will have a try," he said that , as he used the chopsticks to pick up the sliced down crab leg up and took a bite , "Hm..the seasoning is well done."
While all of us were eating, I was thinking why my mother was still called mistress. It's probably grandfathers decision which is why no one said anything about it. And judging from their expression, it's not foreign to them , of seeing their sister or sister-in-law to be addressed as mistress. It's just my intuition but I think their is something else going on between Luther and grandfather and it's about my mother and probably.... myself as well.
I have heard the stories about mothers argument with grandfather and her departure from this household. And many more. But I think there might be more.
Something that no one. Both my mother , father or anyone knows about. Except for grandfather and Luther.
Maybe they are thinking of letting go of the old ways of thinking. It would make sense since the modern world is influencing many people to change their way of thinking. So it wouldn't be a surprise if he is actually thinking of bringing his daughter into the world of business.
Also there is another thing that is quite amusing. That is, the tension on the face of my uncle and aunts.
To think such a reaction would paste itself on their face , just because of a womans hand cooked crab. There's also the fact that this crab was quite cheap, We brought it with a discount. It's quite amusing that such a trivial thing could do such a large effect.
It's probably because they think that the youngest daughter , who has not been into the competition for inherence , has now suddenly appeared in the competition as a new competitor.
Looking at uncle's face I can tell that he will talk about taking over the company.
"....Um father. How about taking a step back from the sun chemical," he said , in a people pleasing tone , "Now father you've had hard time working. So why not let your grandchildren play?"
I must say , gotta give credits to him for being so straight forward, also being so stupid at the same time. I thought all humans posse's a certain level of reading the room but he made me question that thought. His wife will do the same thing. She will try to recommend her son which will backfire quite well.
"Thats exactly right! Our son has-!"
*Slam!*
When the sound occurred in the room ,except for me and Ichigo , everyone shook from the sudden sound.
"Now recite the manufacturing process of sun detergent." he said while looking at his son with eyes that seemed to say that he is barely holding onto his calmness.
He wasn't able to do so , as I expected. So with his head low , he just looked on the ground without saying anything. Like a child who couldn't remember the formula of a math and is being questioned by the father or the mother.
"..Those who call themselves the managing director of a company couldn't even recite the manufacturing process of what the company makes and yet you want me to leave my seat?!" he almost yelled , "If I were to leave this seat , then the company that I build on my blood and sweat will be destroyed."
He was mad.
Really , really mad.
"I didn't mean that.." like a cornered rat , he said.
"Enough I don't want to hear anything." he got up from the seat. I glaced at his plate to see that he actually ate the food.
"Father listen to me-!"
"This company will not go to your hand. If time calls then I will just submit it to charity. That will give me some good deeds at the very least. And it would still be shinning." he said that , leaving the table with Luther following behind him. After that , Ichigo also got up and left.
But for some reason I feel like this isn't the whole picture I am seeing. It's as if someone was behind this whole thing of the company being thrown into the mud. I wonder who it might be.
•••••••
"The election is coming near huh..." harate said muttered to himself, his eyes running through the news paper , "Oh how the world moves....." he looks at Ren who was sitting on the sofa , doing nothing but staring at nothing, "So what do you want to do in the future?"
When harate asked the question several conclusion came in his head. But he decided to go with one he thought would help keeping harates heart at ease.
"I want to make my parents happy."
Harate chuckled at the reply and continued to speak while reading the news paper at the same time, "You sound like a filial son. So you want to earn a lot of money?"
'Money...' the word ran through his head, 'If I were to use my knowledge from my previous life then I would be able to earn much faster than others. But that's not what I want to do. Do I?'
"I want to make my parents happy," he spoke , his eyes meeting with harates , "I want them to live a happy life."
Harate sighed as he heard the answer. He looked at Ren who was then looking around the room their were sitting. A thought came in harates head but he decided to go against from letting it out.
" Sir Ren your room is ready." Luther said as he entered the room.
"Alright then Ren how about you go and wash up. We will be having lunch at a friend's house." harates sudden announcement caught Ren slightly of guard but he quickly composed himself.
"I will grandfather." Ren said as he walked out of the room.
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'So this used to be mothers room huh...' Ren thought as his eyes fell on the bookshelf and the bed , all of them were neatly cleaned, 'But now she's washing other people's clothes but doesn't complains at all. For some reason it feel ironic...'
His eyes lands on a bag which was laying on the table in front of him.
It was clean and well maintained.' So mother used to play violin.' he picked it up and opened it.
He looked at it , his eyes widening for some reason. When he was going to pick it up...
"Sir Ren , the chairman told me to bring you over and make you pick up a outfit. Are you coming?"
He was cockblocked.
"Yes..yes I am coming." He muttered , leaving the room , not before stealing a glace at the violin bag.,
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