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The news's that Takao Tajima was wrongfully convicted came down on the Shigeko, Tessai and Settani family like a hammer.
Who know that their once peacefully and highly privileged life style was so delicate in the first place?
Once Takao Tajima mother stopped crying after receiving the news, the three families soon found themselves being handed an official looking paper detailing that she planned to sue them for everything they got.
None of the wealth they had, belonged to them so she was taking it back and putting it, into a bank account in her son's name, ready to use in case her son ever came back home.
And that was only the least of the family's problems.
With a father who was once hailed as a Hero's and had such a big impact in the tech industry, that the next generation, was guaranteed to either live off of their father's fortune or have an amazingly paying job, respected by all.
So, when the attitude around them suddenly changed, they noticed immediately.
No longer were the children looked up upon, with awe and admiration for their father's contribution, instead they were now known as the spawn of the man who not only set up an innocent man for treason but had been living off the wealthy that belonged to the man as well.
It was like those gazes had done a complete one eighty.
Sure, everybody know that not everybody in the tech world were saints, but when most of the people in Japan know about it, people tended to distance themselves away from those who had their secrets exposed.
When the three in question, appeared in court, suddenly their massive number of 'friends' vanished as if they weren't there in the first place.
The media crucified all three of them, and their families.
Their remaining family members lives were a complete mess and they were shunned everywhere they went, nobody was willing to hire anybody with their sir names and it was only a matter of time before what little money they were allowed to keep, ran out.
They had lost everything except for the clothes on their backs.
It was so bad that they were even thinking about changing their last names and undergoing plastic surgery, for survival.
Who know that appearing, frequently, on the television, would come back to haunt them?
And then the three families plunged into despair had an idea.
Why don't they look for Takao Tajima, and have the man tell the media, he didn't hold a grudge against the rest of the family.
They could already see the better lives if that were to happen.
Each member wanted to find the man for their own selfish reasons.
But it wasn't easy finding a man who had been banned from Japan, 20 years earlier.
Very few people were willing to let them find, even, one hair strand from that man.
Hadn't the man suffered enough?
He could even be died for all they know, without ever knowing he was a now a free man.
Who would help such a man when he was faced with such hostility outside the walls of Japan?
His possible death had crossed many people's minds and was a very hot topic amongst the Japanese.
However, there were still people willing to point them in the right direction, if they paid them enough.
And there was some people who swindle them once they heard the word money, as a result, two of the family's official want bankrupt and only the Shigeko, managed to make it to the front of the house on the verge of Bankruptcy.
Still not entirely sure they were being told the truth.
As luck would have it, the man himself answered the door, looking older and much better kept then what they had all envisioned after twenty year's.
The man was surprised at first seeing the complete strangers that turned up at his doorstep and then he saw the only female adult in the small group who was fatter then he remembered her to be but the features were still there, once he realized this his eyes couldn't keep away.
Several emotions passed through his eyes, before finally settling on anger which made her look down.
She remembered the last time she saw those eyes which haunted her through the years in her sleep.
She had no right to appear before him.
But at the same time, she had to think about her family's survival.
So, what happened next shocked her kid's as their usual strong mother, swallowed her pride and begged him to take them in since they literally had no other place to go.
She didn't care that she was making a scene, as many neighbors walked by with wide eyes.
But the man certainly did.
He had no choice but to let them inside the house.
The first thing the Shikego family noticed when they walked inside was how spacious and extremely posh everything in the house looked.
Servants were everywhere.
It seemed to them that the man, who the Japanese media was currently looking for, hadn't suffered at all since he had been thrown out of Japan.
The man, even though he was much older than his pictures had a very healthy glow to his skin, like what they used to have.
Miyaka Shigeko was suddenly aware of the pictures of the man she had long ago being engaged to, holding a tiny child who got older when she went from picture to picture.
It looked like she wasn't the only one who had children after what happened.
Suddenly she felt the urge to look away and pretend those pictures didn't exist, from the deep regret.
"Sit" The man voice was low and but before they all realized it, they had taken a seat.
The atmosphere was so heavy that every one of them, felt the strong urge to leave.
It was then that a teenager arrived at the house and they came in contact with Takao Tajima young adult son.
Ch 20: Intruders invade the home.
Kazuko found a whole group of people staring at him for some reason.
"They're nobody, son" Creator said, in a voice a tone that told him not to dive into any of their identities.
So, despite his curiosity, he said. "Okay then." Surprising those who were sure he wanted to delve in more into their identity.
Then he turned and left, they watched him as he went up the step's and disappeared, until the sound of footsteps completely disappeared and the sound of a door closing echoed along with the sound of some kind of video game coming on.
Envy could be seen on the younger children's faces.
After all, not to long ago, they too had lived equally privileged lives.
"Takao" Miyaka began, only to be cut off harshly.
"Takao Tajima no longer exists, Mrs Shikego. He died twenty years ago" Arata Kurama said, the words 'Mrs Shikego' was a slap to her face a far cry from what he used to call him in a soft loving tone.
They were no longer two young people in love.
They both had their families to take care of and she had chosen for them to split so it was too late for her to start regretting now.
Arata had been through too much pain and had done so many terrible things just to survive, that, that very name was taboo to him.
"I can offer you a bed to stay tonight" He said.
Their face lit up, at the idea of a soft and comfortable bed but it didn't last because he said next.
"However, after you've eaten you breakfast. I want you all to this leave."
"Ta-" Miyaka began.
"For the last time, Takao, is not my name and you have no right to call that name" Arata said, "I'll help you look for a place to stay and a job, but you will not contact me after you've settled in and you will not tell anybody that I'm still alive. I don't want to have to explain to my own son, why we have to move. He knows nothing about what happened 20 years ago and I don't want him to live a life of hatred for the rest of his life. He has a very bright future."
And before any of them could say anything, he had called a servant over.
"Yes, Master Kurama?" The man said dressed in a butler uniform and being very respectful, surprising them.
"Can you help put these people in some of the extra room's? They will be staying here tonight" He said.
The man looked at the complete strangers, wrinkling his nose in distain, clearly, he had a very snobbish attitude as he said. "Master... can I burn their clothes as well?"
The face he got was hilarious and it did do its job in raising Arata spirit's a bit.
"Unfortunately, you can't. They will be out in the morning anyway. I don't see any reason to go beyond providing a place to stay and food to eat. No need to waster money on clothing." Arata said, ignoring how everyone else was realize how cold, his heart was towards helping them.
"..Alright Master" The man said, clearly not happy about it, as the family suddenly found themselves swamped by servants on all sides, who led them to the room they would be staying in for tonight.
Each room they were introduced to, was nice and very plain, it was a far cry from having a 'Home' feel to it and there was clearly no love thrown into the room.
It just felt empty and cold.
They could all feel that they weren't wanted here, if not for the sounds of Kazuko video games, the silence would have driven them mad.
When they were called for Dinner Time, neither Arata or Kazuko showed up, instead they all eat alone.
But it was defiantly a delicious meal.
They had no idea that Kazuko had been ordered to eat dinner in his room instead of coming down to stairs.
There are enough food to make them feel bloated and when they were lead back into their room's, laying down in their extremely comfortable room's, they drifted off to dream land immediately.
When morning came, the smell of a freshly cooked breakfast had them salivating.
They couldn't even remember, the last time their personal kitchen had cooked them a breakfast that they had taken for granted.
Very soon each one of them showed up drawn to source of the smell, but when they arrived they couldn't believe their eyes seeing how much their minds had lied to them.
On the table was just sliced toast with butter on, a couple of jars with jam, chocolate and honey in them, some beacon, scrambled eggs and sausages.
Very plain.
A lack luster meal, nothing like what their minds envisioned.
But it only took one glance at Kazuko plate to see the that fantasy's in their minds weren't wrong, the food prepared on his plate was beautifully and delicately made, even from here, they could see the golden hash browns, blueberry's, strawberry's, barbeque worthy sausages that only come out when you want to make a good impression on a large group of people and a beautiful poached egg alongside some golden toast.
The breakfast screamed love, a far cry from what was currently on the table in front of them.
It was like looking at Heaven and Earth.
"Good morning son" A familiar voice called out and they all saw the master of the house enter the room and gave his son an affectionate ruffle of hair.
"Good morning, Father" Kazuko said, even though he had no idea what was going on, there must be a reason why his creator was suddenly acting so affectionate towards him, all of a suddenly.
Then the man sat in the seat directly across from him and a servant came and revealed an equally well-done breakfast, a far cry from what was on the table.
"Aren't you people eating?" Arata said, "The Kitchen spent quite some time preparing food for you"
They almost showed their thoughts on their faces, it was clear as day that the food on the table was for them while he and his son would be eating food much more higher class.
Like the common people and the rich, sitting on one table.
But they were all hungry so they couldn't even complain and went through the limited and much less prepared food.
As expected it was delicious.
But that still didn't stop them from feeling the massive wall on the table, separating the two families.
They ate in uncomfortable silence, the only sound where their mouth's moving.
It didn't last long because Kazuko suddenly noticed at the corner of his eye two small claws appearing at the side of the table, that he could recognize anywhere.
The appearance of the whole body confirmed his suspicions, as a brown skinned naked mole rat made an appearance.
SharpTooth.
He had to wonder what the naked mole rat did when he was at University, he know very well that the mole rat could easily escape his cage at any time, it seemed the Syndrome animal was attracted by the smell and was hoping to get in on the action.
Kazuko was the first to see him, then Arata, who noticed his gaze, then Miyaka Shikego who saw him and screamed.
"RRRRRAAAAAATTTTT!"
The next thing poor SharpTooth know, a murderous fork flew towards him.
And scene!
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