Prologue
Fuyuki sat next to her elder sister. She had been forced to accompany her parents and her sister to am omiai [1]. Countless times, Fuyuki has accompanied her sister to these things and every time she's found them to be extremely boring. However, she dared not say a single complaint to her mother having been brought up by strict manners. Today however, Fuyuki found the contestant quite intriguing and for once she was sort of glad she came.
Atobe Keigo had an ego so large that Fuyuki couldn't help dropping her lady-like manners to snort at him when he spoke. Everyone turned to stare at Fuyuki when she snorted but she was able to convince them that she found herself with a small cough when she woke.
"Ore-sama likes to play tennis in his spare time. If not for the sake of the corporation, Ore-sama would've achieved his dream of becoming a professional tennis player."
Another snort came from Fuyuki. Immediately though, she went into a fit of fake coughs to cover up her snort. Miura-san sent her younger daughter a glare for interrupting with her coughs.
The pompous Atobe kept talking, answering all the questions Fuyuki's parents bombarded him with. Fuyuki held her giggles the best she could but occasionally she had to cover them up with more coughs. When Fuyuki could not take it anymore and Miura-san looked quite aggravated, Fuyuki excused herself.
"May there be a place where I can rest for a bit. Any room will be fine." Fuyuki tried to be polite but inwardly gagged at how she sounded when she used "proper" language.
"There's a library next door." Atobe seemed to disregard Fuyuki's question and only gave her a short, simple reply. He didn't even ask for one of his servants to escort her.
Fuyuki then excused herself from the tea room and managed to find the library. Once safely inside she let all her giggles out. Out of all the suitors Fuyuki has met with her elder sister, this man was the most amazing by far. By amazing, she meant absolutely ridiculous. Sure he was handsome and smart but his ego was unsightly. He addressed himself in third person – Ore-sama. He looks down upon them even though they're probably around the same level of class. And lastly, it appears that he think he has some godly insight that allows him to see everything.
After a few hours, Fuyuki fell asleep on the sofa in the middle of the room. She felt herself being awakened by someone shaking her. She groggily stared up at the person who had awakened her. The person had silvery hair and… Instantly, Fuyuki jumped to her feet. She had thought her sister, Shizumi, would surely be the one to come fetch her.
"Your family is waiting for you outside." Atobe stated. He had to admit, this girl was intriguing as well. A light blush covered her cheeks and Atobe smirked. "Ore-sama brought you some medicine for your cough. It's best you take care of it before it gets worst." There was a hint of sarcasm laced into his words and Fuyuki noticed it. She stared blankly at the medicine; she feared that he found out she was only coughing to hide her ridicule of him.
"Thank you but I'm feeling much better now that I've napped." Fuyuki bowed to her sister's possible fiancée and made her way past the pompous man.
"By the way, your snorts are quite cute." He called out to her just as her fingers grazed the handle of the door.
Oh shoot, he knew. Fuyuki quickly fled downstairs to her family, leaving Atobe Keigo standing alone in his library laughing. Nothing escapes Atobe Keigo's insight.
[1]: omiai is the Japanese term for arranged marriage meeting