"Moreover, I advise you to do it as soon as possible."
Oto Toyama sipped her tea, "It's generally easier to admit than to be caught."
"I will, uncle."
Haruka Yuzan felt his mind was in turmoil.
After having dinner in the estate, Haruka Yuzan returned to his villa.
As the evening approached, the setting sun cast a srizing rouge across the sky, painting the neon-filled city in its twilight hues.
Haruka Yuzan sat alone in the backyard, deep in thought. The juvenile fish he had released into the pond months ago had grown into small carps, swimming around.
Footsteps sounded from behind, and a cool young girl stood beside him, "What are you thinking about?"
"Reflecting on ti."
"Hmm?"
"Heraclitus believed 'no man ever steps in the sa river twice,'" he said, lying there. "Right now, I can really feel life slipping away."
Haruka Yuzan lay on a rocking chair, resembling an old man nearing his end, devoid of any longing for life, with only a thirst for existence in his eyes.
"What are you planning to do?"
Worry flickered in Chiba Shimizu's eyes. Haruka Yuzan looked up at her, giving a helpless sigh.
A sigh that seed to hold a thousand words.
"Nothing much, have Sister Reiko and the others returned?" Haruka Yuzan waved his hand.
"No, Sister Reiko saw from the villa's security cara that you'd co ho, so she sent to ask if you're hungry," said Chiba Shimizu calmly.
"Aren't they coming back for dinner?"
"Today a company ordered five hundred cups of coffee, so they have to stay at the café to help out." She was breathing sowhat heavily, clearly just having finished her work.
"Five hundred cups?"
Haruka Yuzan seed to ponder this and then nodded, "Being busy is good. It makes life more fulfilling." His tone sounded as if he was setting his affairs in order.
It conveyed a sense of loneso déjà vu.
With a "snap!"
Haruka Yuzan was stunned and held his aching arm, his bewildered eyes fixed on the young lady beside him, "Why did you hit ?"
"If you spout nonsense again, next ti it won't just be my hand hitting your arm," Chiba Shimizu said coldly.
"I was just reflecting on life."
"Not allowed."
"I was being poetic."
"Not allowed either."
Chiba Shimizu's response was cold yet commanding, completely suppressing the lady's haughty aura.
"Sss."
"What would you like for dinner? Should I make it?"
"Aren't we going out to eat?"
"Hmm?"
"Udon, just udon..." Haruka Yuzan was intimidated by her, hastily retracting his poetic deanor.
As night fell, Reiko Onodera and her team finally completed the order. After sending a ssage to Chiba Shimizu, she cheerfully told Risa Yaguchi and the other junior staff, "Let's go out for dinner tonight, team building."
"Yay!"
Answering her was Misaki Saki, who had been summoned from the villa at the mont the order was received.
After two hours of frantic work, the female little devil's pale face was dotted with sweat, "Sister Reiko, what are we eating tonight? Is Haruka Yuzan coming?"
"Yakitori," Reiko Onodera replied with a slight smile. "Haruka has so things to handle, he won't be joining us."
"Well, okay..."
Arisugawa Hoshina wiped the sweat from her forehead, a thoughtful look in her eyes.
The lights inside the villa were very dim.
The empty dining room seed particularly bleak. Haruka Yuzan slurped his noodles, while the young lady opposite quietly watched him.
"Aren't you eating?"
Haruka Yuzan found it strange; Chiba Shimizu shook her head.
"Why not turn the lights on a bit brighter?"
"It's just the two of us, we don't need so many lights."
"Alright then."
In the evening, after the al of yakitori, everyone returned to the villa.
Suddenly, the empty room beca lively.
Misaki Saki plopped onto the sofa, patting her swollen belly and bossed Rika Onodera around, "Little Rika, fetch a marble soda from the fridge."
"But, Sister Misaki, you already drank five bottles during dinner."
The little girl stretched out her finger, gesturing in the air.
"Oh... " Misaki Saki sprawled on the sofa, her mind seemingly wandering, "Then just one more～"
"Mr. Haruka, what did you and Shimizu have for dinner?"
Reiko Onodera asked tenderly.
"Udon." Haruka Yuzan smiled, "Chiba-san cooked it herself."
"Ah? Udon made personally by little Shimizu, I really want to try it!" The evils of the female little devil are everywhere.
At night.
As Haruka Yuzan prepared to sleep, suddenly, there was a knock on his room door.
"That's odd. I told Misaki, Reiko, and Hoshina that I'd be resting tonight."
Curiously, he got out of bed and opened the door.
Outside stood a beautiful young girl, her white nightgown accentuating her cool deanor.
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