
I came home already at 8, Shiori and Sayuri were chatting on the sofa of the sitting room, these two women were very suitable for each other.
"Papa, you're home. What the police said."
"They're gonna find the culprit. Nothing can speed up the process, we have to wait. But in the meantime, you'll be using extra backup bodyguards if you leave. Including you, Shiori."
"Me?"
"Yes, I don't want you to get hit like yesterday. Go and go home you must be escorted."
"Dad believes it's Dad's ex-dad's job?" Sayuri asked.
"Who else if not him. Never mind I'll finish it for a while you follow the security arrangements."
"You've eaten? We're buying food."
"I met a friend earlier. I take a shower, I smell like cigarettes."
My mind is busy finding out how to ask Yamada for help, who can I make a connection with. And I'm out of ideas. I have to call colleagues, it's impossible to ask for his help without a liaison, he'll turn me down with our history of meetings.
"Where's Sayuri?" While I return to the living room get Shiori sitting on her own.
"He went back upstairs, his friend called. It's a rumour it seems." I sat down beside Shiori. But my mind is still divided. I just stayed by his side. "You were just from the police station it seems you had a lot of thoughts. Haven't found a way to deal with this, no friends can help."
"Yuna it's Onee-san now, ..." I told you what I heard and what their advice was on the matter.
"Hisao Yamada, that's a big name. Is the Yamada family a big name, you have nothing to do with it? Don't know him at all?"
"He wouldn't like to see me." I grimaced.
"Why?" I doubt I'll tell you this one. But well that's the past.
"I once snatched his girlfriend who is now his wife, actually they are not his real girlfriend, yes but.he does not like me."
"Ohh, who's some kind of artist too?"
"Setsuko Takahashi." He heard the name, thought, picked up his phone and typed his name.
"That's the past. Don't talk about it anymore? At that time Hisao Yamada became his danny, I don't know at all "
"Your taste is very high Ryohei-san. " He looked at me and I wasn't sure what was on his mind.
"I'm with you now, not the others. It's just a story of the past..." He averted his gaze, there must be something going on in his mind after he found out.
"Hisao Yamada, gangster. My boss also said Mr. Akada is basically a big gangster in Hong Kong. You know my boss Philip Leung well. Why don't you ask him for advice, that Derrick-san yesterday had some kind of acquaintance who could look for that delinquent, which is clear their level of acquaintance is not just the level of a bouncer, but a leveller, even if they haven't found it yet, it's worth a try. Maybe he can help you deal with your crazy ex."
Now that her tone had turned flat, she didn't want to see me, even though I felt her advice was correct, but I thought she was jealous of my ex-boyfriends. I shouldn't have mentioned his name.
"You're right, I'll try."
"I'm going home, it's night." He stood up, but I pulled him back to sit down.
"You why? You're mad at me, about Setsuko, it's even been a long time."
"No. I just want to go home. You're gonna drive me." Their women always say there is no problem even if there is.
"Follow me."
"Where are you?" I didn't answer. I held her hand so she could follow me.
"Let's go in." He looks around.
"This is your room, why are we here? I'm just gonna go home..." I pulled him close to the sofa, until he sat down to stick to me and I confronted myself to him.
"You're not going home until we finish this. Why get angry just because you know who Setsuko is? I never even dated her."
"No..." He still won't look at me.
"Tell me what's on your mind. You're angry for no reason."
"I'm not angry, just feeling, ..." He didn't answer long. I guessed what was on his mind.
"What do you feel, you're less beautiful than them?" He's lookingat me. "Shiori, how many times must I say..."