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[Y/N POV]
I still don't know when the exams will be.
In previous years, they were usually on a Saturday, which so happens to be today.
To be completely honest, I had no energy to do anything after yesterday's incident.
My study session was rudely interrupted by some of Hajime's minions who decided to pour cold water all over me.
And the day before that, when An heard about the worsening rumors, she vowed to make sure no one else spoke poorly about me.
Somewhere along that, Mizuki gave me some comfort when they said they'll personally also help spread some good information about me.
Although the rumors did stop, Hajime still has it for me. I kinda saw this coming since a similar incident happened back at Kaware Academy.
'At least someone was there to help me out this time...'
I had gotten up early and was even formally dressed. I couldn't find my black dress, so my simple black and white suit should do.
'I could've sworn I've seen it in my closet, but it seems to have magically disappeared.'
Putting on some ankle boots, I finished packing my supplies into my school bag.
Right as I was about to leave, my father held one of my shoulders. "You do know exams aren't until tomorrow, right?" I turned around to face him. "No father, I was not informed."
'If it's tomorrow, then hopefully it's in the morning!Our show is in the evening.'
"So when is it exactly?" I questioned. My father looked over to him phone before answering. "Tomorrow evening."
'I knew it was too good to be true...'
"Since you're up and about, how about we take you to the office? You'll see what it's like to work." My father fixed his tie as he spoke.
I genuinely don't want to work on a Saturday. I could always just hangout with Mizuki or anyone from my group. Yet it seemed he wouldn't take me being busy as an excuse.
My mother was also now dressed in a simple suit, except she wore a plain skirt instead of slacks. She immediately smiled at how I was dressed. "(Y/N)! Are you going to work with us?! You look so professional in your outfit!"
While I stared at my father, my mother took it upon herself to redo my hair, giving me a low ponytail with a white ribbon attached to it.
"I don't hear any objections, good. Let's head to work." We walked out of our home, and made our way to the car.
While my mother and I got into the back seat, my father got a phone call so he stood outside the vehicle while he talked.
"So (Y/N), why did you dress up today? I know you weren't planning on visiting our work today. Enlighten me."
Her motherly smile never once left her face. She fixed my collar a bit before fixing any loose strands in my hair. "I thought University practice exams were today...I guess I was mistaken...."
A confused expression appeared on her face when I said that. "I thought those exams aren't until next week? I must be misinformed then...ask your father, he's knows more on these types of news."
'So even she didn't know, and my father never thought of telling me an exact date until last minute?! I already promised Emu and the rest I'd be able to do a show this Sunday...I can't be at two places at once!'
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My father's business is mostly finding worthy investments. His company invests in businesses around the globe, for a percent of their revenue, of course.
Among all the companies and common folk, whatever he invests in is bound to be successful. That makes people buy whatever he has invested in.
There are the occasional times where he offers me to model brands as a way to show his 'alliance' to those he's interested in.
'A man of pure lies, he's just in it for the money.'
Before we entered the tall glass building near the center Tokyo, my father made me give him my phone. Why? I have no idea.
A small tour was given to me. No much of interest, just a bunch of cubicles and computers. It smelled like a coffee shop though, must be because of how many workers drink it.
My father told we to sit in a room, which I did for thirty minutes. So here I am, taking notes of his boring meetings. Three hours long it was, and this was just the first one out of the other three I still have to attend.
They kept talking about the their profits for the month. At one point, I gotten so bored that I'd left the meeting and explored more of what the office had to offer.
'I forgot to have breakfast, and there's a neat ramen store near here...don't mind if I help myself~!'
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[3rd POV]
While the (H/C) girl went off to do her own things, Tomoe still had her phone in his possession.
In his private office, he began to look at his daughter's contacts and messages.
Saki Tenma
Tsukasa Tenma
Kamishiro Rui
Nene Kusanagi
Amia
Shiraishi An
Enanan
"None seem to be from notable families, except the Tenma's."
As he continued to get as much information from (Y/N's) device. He searched through her media's, photos, and even her search history.
When his wife entered his office, he placed (Y/N's) phone in his bag.
"Where's (Y/N)?" The suited man asked his wife, who seemed busy looking at a notepad.
Harumi let out a quiet laugh. "She's on lunch break. I have to say her notes are marvelous! She's better than most of our treasures~!" Harumi squealed in joy, proud of her daughter.
Tomoe nodded before cleaning up his desk a bit. "Harumi, do you know any Kamishiro or Kusanagi?" His wife seemed to be in deep thought before suddenly snapping her fingers.
"Ah, they're (Y/N's) childhood friends! Their families would take care of (Y/N) when we were at work, remember?"
Tomoe recalled a memory of the past. Before he became the man he is now, he worked long shifts, along with his wife.
(Y/N), around six at the time, had no one to care for her while they worked. So after she befriended the children down the street, her parents took it as an opportunity to have them babysit their child.
Yet these memories only bought a bitter taste to Tomoe. He'd always regretted the day he let (Y/N) hangout with those kids. No matter what, he always believed that they were the cause of (Y/N) straying away from taking over their company.
Sighing, Tomoe looked back to his wife, "After we're done with work, we'll go stop by and pick some gifts for the Tenma's, Kusanagi's, and Kamishiro's. Don't let (Y/N) know anything about this."
Harumi nodded and left her husband's office, presumably to continue her work.
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[Y/N POV]
The day was finally over! It was a bit past sundown, so only a faint orange remained in the now darkening sky.
My father allowed my mother and I to go home early, which I don't really understand because it's already technically nighttime.
On the way home, my mother mentioned how she was only going to drop me off before doing some last minute things, which is completely fine.
When we did arrive, I got out the car and made my way into the house. Searching my pockets, I realized my father kept my phone with him.
Letting out an exhausted sigh, I went up to my bedroom. My legs gave up from beneath me as I collapsed onto my bed.
'I guess I'll just text the group chat tomorrow morning...' Yawing, I closed my eyes and fell asleep.
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Next Chapter might be out by Sunday. Since these chapters are short, I decided to post them on the same week. 😅
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