
Kouhei was stricken by the sudden attack. A man in training clothes stood nearby, looking intimidatingly at him. Everyone's attention was on the man who had just entered. Sanubari was no exception.
"Basic of a Stupid Child! Wandering around unguarded in enemy territory, troublemaking, what are you doing, huh?" The man with the training pants squatted down, slightly raising Kouhei's collar with a wrathful expression.
Akamizu Shima is the Chief Leader of Onyoudan. Kouhei's father is the minister of economy and commerce. He tightly gripped the collar of Kouhei's shirt as he continued to slap his temple.
"Open up, Otou san!" Kouhei tried to protect his head.
"You're serious this time. I made a fake business itinerary because of you!"
"Otou san doesn't have to do that if you don't want to."
"You're this ...," Shima paused for a moment before finally sighing and encouraging Kouhei, "can't you act more calm like your brother?"
"I'm not him, and I don't want to be him." Kouhei's voice weakened. This discussion always triggered a sense in his heart. His expression was suddenly unsightly.
Sanubari looked puzzled at the quarrel of father and son before him. The person he saved should be his superior because people called him young master.
Sanubari was called that way too. Exactly how Kelana and Aeneas' men called him when he was a child. The last time I met him, the subordinates still called him young master. For years they never met.
The sight before Sanubari's eyes seemed so complicated to him. He did not understand why a father could hit his son. Sanubari's mouth was tightly closed.
Suddenly Sanubari remembered Aeneas. Sanubari dropped a glance at the floor. Both hands on the thighs were tightly clenched.
"Think of it, papa never hit me like that. He never scolded me either." Sanubari's heart began to sound in his mind.
The figure of Aeneas smiled in his thoughts. The man was always warm to her, freeing up whatever she wanted to do. His desire was always fulfilled.
However, the sight of the warm father was suddenly distorted. Bloody events remove the warmth that exists. Sanubari's mind always regarded it as a vile fact that he hated.
"I saw it with my own eyes. Papa holds a knife ...," Sanubari's inner heart strengthens his own prejudice.
Sanubari's daydream drags him to past events. The past that was formed not too long ago is turning back. In front of him, a woman trembled in fear.
The woman's face looked chaotic. He squeezed his shirt. Deeply agitated, the woman complained, "You know? Ever since you left, Aeneas has been tormenting Sanum. Until finally, that night he killed her. Aeneas is afraid I'll testify to the police and incriminate him. Therefore, he wants to eliminate me and all the workers in the villa."
His expression was so serious. Sanubari could not find the lie from the look of his eyes that sometimes looked up at that time. It was the beginning of trust that made him even more disappointed in his father.
He even wanted to protect the weak-looking woman from the cruelty of the father. But then, the woman stabbed him in the back. Not just the expression—poison knife really penetrates his skin and flesh.
Again, he did not understand. Sanubari doesn't know anything, but he becomes the target of revenge for the victim of his father's cruelty. At that time, he was still convinced that Aeneas was an unforgivable world demon.
"Sanu, you have to believe this! Mr. Aeneas never hurt your mother. You and your mother are precious to him. Mr. Aeneas was not involved in your mother's murder at all. It was a premeditated murder orchestrated by Matilda—the woman who stabbed you."
"Liar!" The hard-hearted Sanubari turned his face away.
"There's no real evidence because he's obliterated everything. But, you also need to know this. She was the one who kidnapped you apart all this time, and you know why Matilda was shot dead that morning?"
"To cover up papa's rot." In Sanubari's eyes, it was Aeneas who still looked bad. His heart trembled slightly, refusing to believe Kelana's words.
"That's because Matilda fucked you. He almost killed your sister. That's why, those people are after him."
"Fraud. I saw it myself. Papa's in the room, covered in blood. Papa killed mamak. My brother died a long time ago from a wild shooting. It's not Zia Ilda's fault." Sanubari's tears began to pool on her eyelids.
Two people of value to him were snatched away in a bloody event. He feels alone. Aeneas no longer considered him a father.
"Did you see your father stab him to death?"
Sanubari. He did witness the father embracing his mother while holding a knife. That was their condition when he entered the room. He did not know if his father just wanted to pull out the knife that had been stuck or had just stabbed him.
"As you know, young lady Sanum didn't just die from being stabbed. Matilda concocted it before sticking a knife into your mother's chest. Poison was found in the glass of milk your mother drank"
Sanubari did not know the truth, but he still denied, "Lying!"
"It's truth. I don't know what Matilda told you, but I think she tricked you. Maybe you need some time to think about it. Think about this well! I'll keep repeating this until you understand the truth. One thing you need to remember, Mr. Aeneas has always loved you. That's never gonna change. Now, rest!" Kelana rubbed Sanubari's forehead before leaving.
"Does papa really care about me?" inner Sanubari biting the lower lip.
Later, he recalled the mafiosos who chased him in Italy. At first, he thought Aeneas wanted to eliminate him by sending those people. At least, that's what Sanubari thought when he discovered the fact that his father was the great boss of L'eterna Volunta.
Seeing the interaction of Shima and Kouhei makes another viewpoint of Sanubari open. Shima asks them to save Kouhei, but he also scolds and punches Kouhei for his wrongdoing.
"Could it be that papa just wants to bring and protect me by sending them?" sanubari's mind trembled strongly.
All this time, he just kept running away pretending to have forgiven Aeneas, pretending to have accepted the situation. In reality, he could only be ordinary with Kelana. The turmoil of feeling still often occurs when he remembers, sees, or thinks of Aeneas.
Shima crossed her arms, sitting cross-legged not far from Kouhei. He turned to pay attention to the four men before him. Three of them were no strangers to him. Those sharp eyes paused for a moment on the new face that was stuck.
However, the first thing he said to the four of them was, "Thank you for saving my reckless son. You are the most reliable."