“I’ve come to see Doumyouji.”
The world revolved around this one moment, or so it seemed to Tsukushi. Her fists clenched hard to keep it from spinning out of control.
“Let me see him, please.”
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“I’ve come to see Doumyouji.”
The world revolved around this one moment, or so it seemed to Tsukushi. Her fists clenched hard to keep it from spinning out of control.
“Let me see him, please.”
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O’okawahara Shigeru was bored.
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“Opposed!”
Tsukasa rose and slammed his fist down on the desk. The conference room turned to face him.

“So you WERE here the whole time…!” Shigeru exclaimed. “Well, doesn’t that just beat all!”
“Sh… sh… shi…”
“But why are you at the airport? Don’t tell me you’re going back?”
“Shigeru-san!?” Tsukushi finally got the words out of her mouth.
“Does that mean Tsukasa’s okay? He’s coming back too? Where is he?” Shigeru looked around excitedly. “HEY! Tsukasa!” she yelled into the busy terminal. “Where’s he at?”
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Doumyouji Kaede’s morning routine was one to see.
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Tsukasa was working hard on some papers when the maid came in. “Pardon me, young master,” she said in a muted voice, and began to clean. Tsukasa’s shoulders stirred slightly, but other than that, he didn’t respond to the appearance of the woman behind him.

“I see now what you’ve been doing,” Kaede said as she rose to her full height. “You had better hope I make it there in time, for your sake, O’okawahara-san.” And off she went.
“Oba-sama…” Shigeru raised one hand, but it was too late. There was nothing she could do. Kaede was gone.
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“I thought so.”
Three cold words flew into the air and landed, fluttering, on the hard wooden slats of the floor. They melted like snowflakes in the middle of this Bermuda triangle, more deadly than the one of legend, where sounds and thoughts fell into a void of tension, never to be heard from again.
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The man’s frame filled the doorway. His scowl darkened the room with its ferocity. He was a monstrous presence. He was a tower of imperial authority. He was…
Doumyouji’s father..!
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“Yeah, it’s me.”
“Nishikado-kun?”
“Yeah. Who’s this?”
“Oh, I can’t believe this! YOU don’t remember my voice?”
“Uh… um… of course I remember your voice…! How could I forget, when we shared that wonderful night together?”
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“…You’re not mad, are you? I’m sorry I haven’t called… I searched everywhere for your number, but I must have misplaced it…”
“Nishikado-kun…”
“Yes, darling?”
“It’s O’okawahara.”
“…………………………………oh.”