Hey guys! I'm back with another story! Sorry that I haven't updated my other story, the diabolik lover one. I swear I will update it when I get time, so please hang in there. Um, I got into otome games and such things like that, which brought up me making this story. The game is obviously Several shades of Sadism, this is my favorite game, along with Rental Boyfriends by OKKO. If you want to play the game(s), Several Shades of Sadism is by Arithmetic, and once again Rental Boyfriends is my OKKO.
"Disclaimer!: I don't own the game! That belongs to Arithmetic! I changed up the stuff that happens but I don't own the game or the characters.
Mc: Katsumi Hitomi
Age: 25
Height: 5'0
Hair: Blue, waist length
Eye: Blue
Family: Two brothers, one younger, one older.
Ren Hitomi ( Younger)
Hajime Hitomi ( Older)
Kenji (Father)
Katsumi Pov.
'The Kira group, a well-known company around the world, owns the current hotel that I work in, the Royal Shining. It's built on an artificial island off the shore of Japan,' I think, listening to the head concierge.
"Sorry to make you help out on such an important day," Yamamoto said, he was wearing the Royal Shining hotel uniform and a pin, claiming that he is the head concierge here.
"No, it's no problem at all, really," I say with a small smile.
"Even though today is the day the new sweet room concierge is decided," He trailed off, still feeling guilty.
"Really, it's no trouble at all. I've already completed my work for the morning," I said, holding my hands up to try and put him at ease.
'Everyone here was aiming to become part of the elite group of concierges who serve the sweet room. It's proof of your abilities as a hotel concierge,' I thought.
"Yes, if it's you, I'm sure you'll be fine," Yamamoto said, then a man with white hair walked to the front of the hotel lobby.
"Yamamoto, bring me my car keys," The man commanded.
'This man, he is the owner of the Japanese branch of the Royal Shining, Toma Kira,' I thought, recognizing the man. Beside him was the owner of the British branch, Chiaki Kira.
'If memory serves, I think Mr. Chiaki is the oldest of the two,' I think, remembering the articles that I've read.
"Have a wonderful day, Mr. Toma, Mr. Chiaki," Yamamoto said, giving Mr. Toma his keys.
"Have a wonderful day," I said, giving them a deep bow just as Chief Yamamoto taught me.
When I had lifted my head, I was greeted by another group of men who were running after the two.
"Charles! Mac! Don't just leave us behind," A man with orange hair said, running to catch up with Mr. Chiaki and Mr. Toma.
"Don't run in the halls, Minami," A blond said, walking calmly down the halls.
"Minami really has no off switch," A man with brown hair said.
"Go tell him how childish he's being," A man with black hair said, walking alongside with the man with the brown hairs.
'These men are...the heirs to the Kira family,' I think, looking at each of them when they walk into the lobby.
When I turned back to Chief Yamamoto, I see that he is pale as a ghost.
"Chief Yamamoto, are you alright?" I asked, running up to him, putting a hand on his shoulder.
"Yes, I'll be fine," He said, placing his hand on my small shoulder.
"More importantly, if you stick around a frail old man like me, you'll miss your meeting," He said, turning my shoulders to the door.
"But-" I said, but he cut me off.
"I'll be right behind you, I promise," He said in a sincere voice.
'I'm worried,' I think, he looked so pale earlier, but he wouldn't allow me to stay.
Grabbing his hands, I led Chief Yamamoto to one of the chairs in the lobby before leaving to go to my meeting.
When I entered the meeting room, I was spotted by one of my co-workers, Murayama,
"Hitomi, over here!" He called out, patting a chair that was next to him.
I walked up to him and sat in the chair he saved for me, then I leaned in close to him.
"Murayama, did you know? Just now the Kira siblings were gathered in the lobby, it was like a mini tornado," I whispered.
"Oh, those guys, huh? They always attract quite a crowd," He whispered back.
We continued the conversation for a bit, then Chief Yamamoto entered the meeting room, making the room go silent.
'Thank goodness, the color returned to his cheeks,' I think, looking at his face.
"Sorry to keep you waiting. I'll get straight to the announcement," He said, sitting in the head chair.
"The attendant of the sweet room will be...Murayama," He said with a smile.
"Wha?...Me?" Murayama said, flabbergasted.
The whole room turned and did a round of applause to Murayama as they tried to hide their disappointment.
'How sad, but I'm happy he got it,' I think, feeling a little sad, but it quickly vanished.
I turned to Murayama and was about to congratulate him when Chief Yamamoto had added something else.
"...and Hitomi," He finished with a smile in my direction.
"What?" I asked, clearly confused.
'But there can only be one, why?' I thought.
"It's reassuring to be paired with Hitomi," Murayama said, turning to me with a big smile.
"Ditto, but," I turned to Chief Yamamoto, who just continued to smile at me.
Chief Yamamoto got up from his chair and made his way to Murayama and me.
"Now, come along you two. We've got much to discuss," Yamamoto said.
"Yes Sir," Murayama said, and we followed the Chief out of the meeting room.
We walked along the halls and had ended up in the lobby, then he turned to us.
"Um, Chief Yamamoto...why was I chosen?" I asked, bringing up my question.
"Well...you see," He began, but he never finished. His eyes looked at everything and anything, but they didn't once meet mine, not once.
"I'm also curious as to why. Hitomi is a very hard worker so I'm not complaining, but...why did you suddenly decide to have two concierges work the sweet room?" Murayama asked.
When I nodded my head, a commotion erupted in the lobby.
"What could that be?" Murayama asked.
"Maybe another celebrity coming back," I said.
I straightened my collar and headed towards the entrance hall, where the commotion was.
Fishing our way through the growing crowd, I see a familiar group of people.
"Ah, it seems they have returned," Yamamoto said, peering over the crowd.
"The owner, Mr. Toma and his sibling correct?" I asked, making sure my memory was correct.
Chief Yamamoto nodded his head in my direction.
'Here goes nothing,' I thought, greeting the group with a soft smile.
"Welcome back," Yamamoto said,
"Everyone, welcome back," Murayama said,
"Welcome back, I hope your trip was well," I said with a smile.
I did a quick bow and when I looked up, I saw Mr. Mei and Mr, Rei watching me.
'Mei Tarantino, I believe he's a famous pianist and Rei Shindo, he's in charge of the chain's affiliate companies, a management specialist,' I think, turning my head away from their gaze.
Next to them is Minami Kira, the owner of the American branch, he's most known for partnership with the most powerful groups.
"Hey, Yamamoto, listen to this. These guys are such selfish jerks," Mr. Minami said, walking up to Yamamoto with a sigh.
"Did something happen?" Yamamoto asked.
"We all left together to get lunch right? Then when we were deciding what to eat, it turned into this huge fight," He complained.
"It's because Minami said stupid stuff like wanting to get hamburgers," Mr. Mei said, a tired look on his face.
"Of course I did, I wanted to get hamburgers! Not my fault," Mr. Minami said with a pout.
"Well, in the end, we didn't actually eat anything. Sorry, but can you bring something up to my room?" Mr. Minami said, turning to Yamamoto.
"I understand, I will prepare something immediately," Yamamoto said with a head nod.
"Okay, thank yo-oh?" Mr. Minami turned to me.
"Since when did such a cutie work here? What's her name?" Mr. Minami asked.
I stayed silent, but I couldn't help but blush a little.
"This is Hitomi and Murayama. Starting today, they'll be in charge of the sweet room," Yamamoto said.
"Is that so...?" Mr. Minami trailed off. He gave me another once over before looking up, meeting my gaze. A smirk on his face.
"I look forward to seeing you around," Minami said, the smirk growing wider.
"As do I, please give me your guidance," I said with a small bow.
"Now, now Minami, you shouldn't be picking up girls in a hotel lobby," Shizuka said.
'Shizuka Kira, he's a model,' I think, watching him walk up to Minami.
"It's not like I'm trying to hook up with her or anything," Minami said, trying to defend himself.
"Really? That seems like the smile you sue when you're gonna bring a girl home though," Shizuka said with a smirk.
"Ah, but she is quite the looker isn't she?" Shizuka said, giving me a look over.
"If you're ever having any trouble, feel free to call me anytime," Shizuka said, taking my hand.
Feeling uncomfortable, I send a panicked look over to Yamamoto, begging for his help. Thankfully, he understands and helps me.
"We are the concierges of this hotel. It should be the opposite, Mr. Shizuka," Yamamoto said, getting in between us.
"You don't need to worry about such a small detail," Shizuka said with a magazine smile.
"No, we should be the ones taking care of you after all. Please call me anytime," I said with a smile.
"Wow, how professional," Shizuka pouted.
"Shizuka, isn't that enough?" a man with a stern voice said.
We turned around and saw the owner of the Japanese branch, Toma Kira.
"Yamamoto, we're fine here. Go back to your work," Toma said with his arms crossed.
"As you wish, Mr. Toma," Yamamoto said.
Toma looked over at the group around me, then locked his powerful stare at me.
'Did I do something wrong?' I thought with panic.
"You," He said, looking at me.
"Yes, sir?" I asked, surprised that my voice is stable, I wanted to crawl in a hole right now.
"Seems like my brothers have caused you trouble," He said, going over the situation.
"No, it's no trouble at all Sir," I said, calming down a little.
"There's no need to be quite so formal with him," a voice called out.
I turned my head slightly, there standing was the owner of the British branch, Chiaki Kira.
"We not customers. We're simply, the owner and his family members," He said with his hands in his pants pockets.
"Don't worry about us, please put your full effort into greeting the guests," He said,
"Yes sir," I said.
"Now, let's go back to our room," Chiaki commanded, and the rest of the siblings followed his orders.
But before he left, Chiaki turned around and gave me a smile, then turned back to follow his brothers.
"That's to be expected of Mr. Chiaki, he outshines all of his brothers," Murayama said.
"I agree," I said, still looking at Chiaki's back.
'His smile...was nice,' I thought, feeling my heart flutter a tad bit.
"Let us take our leave, Hitomi, Murayama," Yamamoto said, stepping forward.
"Yes Sir," I said, snapping out my trance.
Murayama and I followed Yamamoto to the Sweet room elevator.
Once we got to the correct level, we followed Yamamoto to the concierge lounge, there he handed us a scarf.
"From today on, be sure to wear these," He said as he handed us this.
"Thank you," I said and wrapped the scarf around my neck.
"Hitomi, it really suits you," Murayama complimented.
"Really?" I asked.
"Yeah, it compliments your blue hair perfectly," He said with a smile.
"Thanks, Murayama, you look nice yourself," I said, giving him a compliment.
"Well, I have some work to attend to in the penthouse, will you two wait here for a bit?" He asked as he turned to leave the room.
'He's looking pale again,' I thought in worry.
"Chief Yamamoto, are you sure you're alright?" I asked, worried about his health.
'Being the only concierge of the penthouse, and dealing with the brothers daily, it must be hard to handle,' I thought.
"Yes...I'm perfectly fine..." He trailed off, then he slowly began to fall to the ground.
"Chief Yamamoto!" I cried out, running to his aid.
"Chief," Murayama yelled, rushing to catch him.
Together, we carry him to the sofa in the middle of the room to rest.
"Murayama, call the ambulance," I ordered,
"Right!" He said, running to get a phone.
I checked his pulse, timing the number of beats per minute.
'His pulse is weak,' I thought, fearing for his life.
When the paramedics arrive, they take Yamamoto away and Murayama and I take over as the head concierge.
As we walked down the halls, I see a familiar figure waiting for us.
"Hello, I am Mr. Toma's personal secretary, Kokonoe. The reason for Chief Yamamoto's collapse has been found to be...a stomach ulcer," He said.
"What?" I asked, my eyes wide with shock.
"He was under that much stress," Murayama said in shock.
"He will be staying in the hospital for the time being," Kokonoe said.
"Ms. Hitomi," Kokonoe said, facing me.
"Yes?" I asked.
"Can I entrust the penthouse to you while the chief is hospitalized?" He asked.
"Are you alright with it being me?" I asked, uncertain.
"You can do it Hitomi! If you'd be happy with me, I'd gladly help you whenever you need it," Murayama said, placing a hand on my shoulder.
"I'll do it," I said, looking at Kokonoe dead in the eye.
"In that case, please follow me," He said.
When I nodded at him, Kokonoe let a small smile form on his face.
"Well, best of luck," He said,
'Luck?' I thought.
Kokonoe seemed to pick up on m confusion and answered my question.
"Follow me and you'll find out what I mean," He said as we walked to the penthouse.
Once we had made out entrance, the brothers were sitting on the lobby couch,
"Ms. Hitomi, your greeting," Kokonoe said,
"Yes, Pleased to meet you, my name is Katsumi Hitomi," I said with my best smile.
"Oh...you're that girl from earlier," Minami said, looking at me with a smirk.
"As of today, Ms. Hitomi was appointed as the concierge of the penthouse. Unfortunately, Mr. Yamamoto is hospitalized at the moment. So Ms. Hitomi will be here to assist you," Kokonoe said in a monotoned voice.
"Yamamoto was hospitalized?" Shizuka asked, shocked.
"He looked perfectly fine this morning," Minami said, remembering the morning.
"He is a pro, after all. He would never show his struggle in front of customers," Kokonoe said
"Is that so?" Shizuka asked.
The room was silent for a moment, then Chiaki broke it.
"Finally here, I see," Chiaki said, his lips curling up into a smile.
"I was waiting for you, Katsumi," He said.
"Waiting? Did he know I was going to be assigned here?' I thought.
"And what exactly is that supposed to mean?" Toma said, his eyebrows furred.
"I was the one who told them to make her the penthouse concierge...no, not the penthouse...I'll make her my personal concierge," He said, his mouth still in a smile.
"What?" I gasped, once-over in shock.
"Ever since she was young, Ms. Hitomi traveled the world time to time with her mother, an event coordinator," Kokonoe said, stepping into the light.
'How does he know about my mom' I thought in a state of panic.
"She fell in love with the work ethic of a concierge on the UK, deciding to, one day, bring smiles to customers just as they did. Eventually, she wants to work as a concierge there," Kokonoe said, reciting my background.
'How does he know about this,' I thought.
"Well then, clearly the best choice is right here in front of you. I own the British branch. Become my personal concierge and can make even your wildest dreams come true, just like that," Chiaki said with a smirk.
'Isn't that too easy,' I thought, feeling a little nervous.
"Hold your horses, Charles," Minami said,
"I want a personal concierge too," Minami pouted.
"I can make her a butterfly," He said, looking up and down on my body, making me shrink back a little.
"Hey, she's mine, I never said anything about sharing her," Chiaki asked, stepping closer to me.
'Please don't get closer,' I thought, taking a small step back.
"Not fair, why does Charles get her all to himself," Minami pouted.
"How did you even know about her Chiaki?" Shizuka asked.
"It's like you knew she would-" Shizuka was cut off.
"That's enough out of all of you," Toma exclaimed, and the whole room fell silent.
" You're making her uncomfortable, enough with the arguing," Toma said.
Chiaki sighed and turned his gaze to me.
"Katsumi, this is your first and last choice. Take your pick," He said, putting his hands in his pockets.
"My pick?" I whispered.
"If you say something lame like, 'But Mr. Chiaki, I just can't choose,' it's the end of your dream," He said.
"Bu-" I began but was cut off.
"Between us, whose will you become?" He asked.
My eyes wandered around the room, looking at everyone. Then my eyes rested on Chiaki's.
'His eyes...are similar to mine, mine are just brighter,' I thought.
Then I saw him smirk.
"I see. So it'll be me," He said with a smirk.
"Huh?" I asked, tilting my head to the side.
Chiaki walked over to me and took my hand.
"I don't understand," I whispered in shock.
"You chose me," He said.
AND THATS A WRAP! This is the prologue of SSS and a small hint of the first chapter :) Hope you all enjoyed
Update 2/16/18
I changed a small scene when Kokonoe said that the Mc traveled with her father, I changed it to her mother because I changed the plot a little :)