The White Room.
Ayanokoji Kiyotaka looked at the instructors moving back and forth, and for the first time, a hint of doubt appeared in his eyes.
The instructors, usually as cold and indifferent as "ice" found only in textbooks, were today rushing back and forth in the corridor with panicked expressions, even running disrespectfully.
"Go get the equipment! You idiot, the Miyako Family people are arriving soon. Don't embarrass me at this crucial moment. Where's Tanaka? Quickly tell Tanaka to prepare the medical examination equipment. Baba, go gather all the instructors from each room. We'll welcome them at the entrance later."
"Welcome at the entrance? Ayanokoji-sensei, are the people arriving soon worth such a big fuss?"
His dismissive attitude earned him a harsh scolding from Ayanokouji Atsuomi.
"Baba, did you take the wrong medicine? What nonsense are you spouting? Shouldn't you be clearer about the surname Miyako than I am?"
Ayanokouji Atsuomi's reprimand made Baba's face turn grim.
It wasn't because of Ayanokouji Atsuomi's attitude, but because he absolutely did not want to see Miyako, who had driven his family out of that sleepless city like trash.
For the first time, Ayanokoji Kiyotaka's eyes held a hint of liveliness.
The plan deep within his heart also changed from a 0% chance of success to 0.1%. Although it was only a negligible increase in probability.
But it was a world of difference from 0.
Ayanokouji Atsuomi, his father, also had things he feared and dreaded. Knowing this was enough.
The children in white training uniforms were all gathered and lined up, seemingly intending to showcase their achievements to the esteemed guests who were about to arrive.
A group of people waited under the scorching sun for about half an hour when three black cars sped towards them from a distance.
"Everyone, maintain your focus."
Ayanokouji Atsuomi sternly warned the White Room members again.
Seeing Ayanokouji Atsuomi being so cautious, Ayanokoji Kiyotaka couldn't help but feel more anticipation.
Finally, the cars stopped in front of everyone.
From the first car emerged a group of fully armed adults. Holding weapons, they paid no attention to Ayanokouji Atsuomi, who simply stood still, waiting for them to finish their inspection.
From the passenger seat of the second car stepped a red-clad girl with a long whip at her waist. She looked only fifteen or sixteen, but she exuded an aura similar to, or even stronger than, theirs.
"Young master, we have arrived."
After the red-clad girl spoke, the car door opened, and a burly man swaggered out of the car.
Although the man was very burly and strong, Ayanokoji Kiyotaka could tell at a glance that his steps were very unsteady, as if his body had been hollowed out by alcohol and women.
However, with such a good appearance, it would be a different story. Tempered by power and with a good facade, outsiders would probably be intimidated by just a glance.
"Amane, it's time to get out, we're here."
The last to emerge from the car was a small figure.
Her white hair was as beautiful as "snow," and her cold appearance matched the description of snow in books.
After getting out of the car, Amane kept her head down, her amethyst-like eyes fixed on the Rubik's Cube in her hands, her fair fingers rapidly twisting it back and forth.
As the other sides were completed, a cute smile gradually appeared on Amane's face.
Just then… "Amane! Didn't you hear what I said?"
"No."
Facing the man's roar, which was even more terrifying than Ayanokouji Atsuomi's, the smile on Amane's face gradually disappeared.
Her calm reply made it impossible to tell that they were father and daughter.
The enraged man snatched Amane's Rubik's Cube and smashed it fiercely on the ground in front of everyone.
With a bang, the Rubik's Cube shattered into pieces, and colorful small squares scattered everywhere.
At this moment, both Ayanokouji Atsuomi and the armed personnel, under the man's furious state, fearfully lowered their heads, choosing to ignore the domestic violence happening right before their eyes.
It was a perfect display of dominance, seemingly scolding his daughter, but actually to usurp the host. It seemed to be an act of seeking cooperation or favor from Ayanokouji Atsuomi.
But he was unwilling to humble himself, so he displayed a corner of his power through a small incident.
Unfortunately… such childish behavior would only make him more despised, wouldn't it?
Ayanokoji Kiyotaka observed everything from the side with cold eyes.
The adult world was so boring.
Just as Ayanokoji Kiyotaka thought Amane would cry and make a fuss because her beloved toy was destroyed, he saw Amane point at the man.
"A-Ling, hit him."
"Yes, sir. I've been wanting to do this for a long time, you scumbag. Do you only know how to bully children?"
The red-clad girl, called A-Ling, pulled out a long whip from her waist and, before the surrounding security personnel could react, lashed the man's face three times fiercely.
Three lashes left the man in a pathetic state, but for the sake of his pride, he could only grit his teeth and endure it. His gaze towards A-Ling also turned hostile.
"Hmph, a guy who never learns."
A-Ling pulled out another soft whip with tiny barbs from her waist, ready to make the man suffer, but Amane ordered her to stop.
"A-Ling, that's enough."
After Amane told A-Ling to stop, she walked alone to Ayanokouji Atsuomi.
Facing a five or six-year-old child, Ayanokouji Atsuomi felt a strange sense of pressure.
"My name is Miyako Amane, pleased to meet you."
"I wouldn't dare to talk about guidance. I am Ayanokouji Atsuomi, and I hope you will take good care of me in the future."
"Hmm, take me inside."
Amane left the man behind and walked alone through the welcoming crowd into this hell, which Ayanokoji Kiyotaka saw as a cage.
"Were you peeking just now?"
Amane stopped specifically when she passed Ayanokoji Kiyotaka and asked.
"Something like that."
"Did you have no intention of helping?"
Amane's gaze remained fixed on the somewhat dim road ahead.
"Leaving aside that this is your family matter, for me, the law of the jungle is the rule of nature. The fact that he can abuse you now does not mean that twenty, thirty, or even more years in the future, he will still be able to act so arrogantly in front of you. Revenge is, of course, most satisfying when taken by oneself."
Ayanokoji spoke words that made one break out in a cold sweat, with an unchanging tone.
"Ayanokoji Kiyotaka! Do you know what you're saying?!"
Ayanokouji Atsuomi, seeing that his son actually intended to incite the Miyako Family's daughter to seek revenge on her own father, felt his scalp tingle and immediately interrupted Ayanokoji Kiyotaka's speech.
"It seems there are also boring people here, just like my father."
"I think your father is even more unreasonable."
Their gazes met for the first time.
"Ayanokoji Kiyotaka, right? I remember you."
"I remember you too."
"Then what's my name?"
"Miyako…"
"Miyako Amane."
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