I (30), Who Works for a Black Company and Died While Regretting My Gloomy Life, Started Over From High School! - Chapter 44

Chapter 44: President, got upset.

“By the way, how’s Haruka doing at school? Does it look like she’s doing well?”

“Well… there used to be a little bit of jealousy from other girls because of her beauty, but lately she hasn’t had any trouble and has been enjoying school events with a smile.”

After the storm of an unexpected and intense interview passed, Tokimune-san and I were leaving the room together and moving towards the living room.

In a normal house, it would be a short distance away, but in such a large mansion, it’s like moving to a different classroom.

“By the way, when we ate together at the cultural festival, she mentioned that her favorite food was yakisoba. It was because the taste reminded her of the memories of when she was a child and went to a festival with her parents.”

“…I see. Those few memories seem to be hard to forget, Is it because I made her feel lonely back then… Hmm? No, wait, ‘when we ate together at the cultural festival’ …? Haruka and you went together?”

“Oops. Oh, we finally arrived at the living room. I almost got lost.”

“Don’t try to fool me, you idiot! What the hell were you doing when I wasn’t watching!?”

Perhaps it was because we deeply and honestly exchanged our thoughts in the short time we talked, but both Tokimune-san and myself had changed the way we treated each other, as if some kind of a shell had been removed.

This is probably a positive thing. At the very least, Tokimune-san has acknowledged my existence.

“Ah …Niihama-kun!”

As soon as I entered the living room, Shijouin-san rushed to me.

“Are you okay!? Did my dad say something terrible to you?”

She was probably waiting here during the entire time that Tokimune and I were talking, and was worried about me. Her kindness gently soothed my nerves that had been overworked during the interview.

“No, I’m fine. There’s nothing to worry about.”

“How can it be nothing when your clothes are soaked with sweat?”

Ah… yeah, I was covered in sweat the whole time we were talking.

And my shirt was still slightly transparent.

“Dad!”

“O-Oh, …what is it, Haruka?”

The tip of the spear was turned towards Tokimune-san, who backed away while letting out a squeak.

“What on earth were you trying to accomplish by locking up Niihama-kun for an hour?”

“N-No, we were having a man-to-man talk…”

“But even so, it’s been too long! Also, when you came back a while ago, you properly apologized for saying something rude like ‘what the hell are you doing!’ right?”

“That’s, err…”

Even the famous president was helpless in front of his cute and angry daughter.

And while I was watching the scene with great interest, Tokimune-san began to talk to me in a whisper.

(Oi, help me, Niihama-kun…! It would be wise for you to sell a favor to me here!)

(No, no, it’s not good to interrupt a father and daughter’s conversation.)

(You, bastard…! You suddenly became bold despite sweating all over yourself a while ago!)

(Haha, it was all thanks to Tokimune-san who intimidated me to the extent of making my heart grow thicker.)

It was understandable that Shijouin-san was angry that her friend, whom she invited home, was suddenly taken away. But I think that the interview itself was an inevitable part of a father’s saga.

I hope she could understand that.

“What are you whispering about? Please answer me properly, Dad!”

“No, but …Haruka, it’s rare for you to actually become really angry…”

“Mou, please stop trying to fool me!”

Perhaps Shijouin-san never expressed her anger even in her own house before, so Tokimune-san’s eyes turned blank. Is it the first time that Shijouin-san acted aggressively against her father?

“Niihama-kun, thank you for the hard work. I’m really sorry about our family.”

“No, don’t worry…”

Akiko-san then gave me a word of encouragement.

Apparently, she and her daughter were waiting for me in the living room.

“So… that bright expression, and the way you’re talking casually with that person… could it be…?”

“Yes, I managed to get permission to stay by Haruka’s side as a friend.”

Akiko-san, who seemed to have anticipated that Tokimune-san would conduct the interview, showed a very surprised face as if she had hardly imagined this outcome.

“How on earth did you do it? Because he’s that kind of person, he probably went into his adult, pressure interview mode! I was planning to comfort you by saying that you could get along with Haruka and eventually capture her, even if you were so scared and unable to say anything this time!”

“Haha… I was terrified to the extent that I thought my heart was going to jump out from my mouth, and I was given a lot of criticism, but I was so desperate to speak and just barely managed to…”

“Haaa… I thought it might be possible to pull it off in one shot, since it was the boy that Haruka brought home, but … you’re really amazing. Are you really a high school student?”

“Umm… Well, Tokimune-san also said that I’m lacking in youth-like qualities…”

I’m sorry. Although I’m 16 years old physically, I’m an old man mentally.

I mean, it’s impossible for a normal high school student to get through that pressure interview without some kind of cheat!

“Niihama-kun! We were supposed to have tea time now, but if we stay here any longer… My dad might say something strange again, so let’s move to another place!”

Shijouin-san, who was angry with Tokimune-san, suddenly made such a suggestion to me.

By the way, Tokimune-san, who was denounced by her daughter, is nodding off behind her with a sad expression on his face.

“Oh, that’s fine, Haruka, but which room are you going to use?”

“Yes! Since I brought him here, I’ll show him to my room!”

“”What?””

The astonished voices of Tokimune-san and I are in sync as Shijouin-san casually drops a bomb with a smile.

Whoa, her room…!?

Her room means …… the room where Shijouin-san always change her clothes, relaxes and sleeps…?

“W-Waiiiiit! What are you talking about, Haruka? You’re already a high school student, so you need to stop behaving innocently! Bringing a man into your room!? There’s no way I’ll allow that! What are you thinking!? Nn-mmmー!?”

“Fufu, let’s keep quiet for a moment, Tokimune-san.”

Akiko-san’s arm reached out from behind Tokimune-san’s back and blocked his mouth from saying anything further.

“I’ll handle this person like this, so both of you go quickly~. Ah, Fuyuizumi-san! Bring tea and sweets to Haruka’s room!”

“Yes, madam.”

Tokimune-san’s face was tightly held and he was screaming ‘Nnnnnnnn! Mmmm!’ While the young housekeeper at the end of the room nodded her head without raising an eyebrow.

“Thanks, mom! Let’s go, Niihama-kun!”

“Ah, ah…”

Seeing the famous company president moaning and groaning as his wife held him back, I vaguely realized the true power relations in this house.

No matter how rich or famous a family is, the universal law of mankind is―women are the strongest.