In the backyard of the Kuno Clan.
Kuno Ichiro had barged into the old man's quiet retreat. To him, this was a golden opportunity worth risking. Even if he lost, it would not be a big loss.
"Ichiro, I haven't seen you for a long time. What matter brings you to dare intrude upon my place of quiet retreat?" the old man Kuno Sora said in a deep voice.
Kuno Ichiro took a deep breath and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. The man before him was his great uncle, and Kuno Yukki was not the son of Kuno Sora, but that of his third uncle.
If it had been Kuno Sora's own son, Ichiro would never have come to this uncomfortable place.
Since neither of the two was Kuno Sora's direct descendant, Ichiro felt there was a chance, at least the old man might be somewhat fair.
Back when they were competing for the heir's position, Kuno Sora was quite biased towards him, but later, due to Ichiro's origins, he had to side with Kuno Yukki.
