Chapter Three
Koroku's Warning
Even though the sun was down and the office was dark, Seto Kaiba was still busy at work on his laptop in his office, going over last minute details for the tournament that following week. Checking the duelists, the duel stadium and all other things was a lot of hard work. And Kaiba, being the CEO of Kaiba Corporation, was a very busy man, and taking time to hold a tournament would not be easy on him in terms of business.
Kaiba clacked away at his laptop, his still blue eyes never left the screen once, when the buzzer on his intercom sounded. Without taking his eyes from the screen, he pressed the button and held it down.
"Yes?" he said sternly.
"Sir, Mr. Koroku is here to see you." Came the serious tone of his secretary.
Kaiba clenched his teeth in irritation, and stopped typing. He hated that Mr. Koroku, always telling Kaiba how to run his company, and not taking a hint when Kaiba not only turned down his ideas to improve Kaiba Corp, but told him he could not be bothered by amateurs. But Koroku always came back, no matter what.
"Sir?" his secretary asked.
Kaiba sighed deeply. "All right, send him in. but I'm not seeing anymore people tonight, is that understood?" Kaiba requested angrily.
"Yes sir." Said the secretary.
Kaiba took h is finger from the intercom button and resumed typing at the laptop. He wondered what Koroku would want this time. He was certain it would be about the tournament. Kaiba wished instantly that he told his secretary not to let Koroku in.
The door opened and Kaiba clenched his teeth and told himself to be calm and tolerable, even if Koroku was there to burn down his office. Kaiba didn't even look up as Koroku announced his entrance happily.
"Hello Mr. Kaiba!" came Koroku's cheery voice as he came in, holding a briefcase and looking as though he had just won the lottery.
"What do you want now, Koroku?" Kaiba asked impatiently, not looking up at Koroku.
"Well I couldn't help but notice that your Battle City tournament is only a week away." Koroku observed and sat right down in one of the chairs in front of Kaiba's desk without asking.
Kaiba looked at him coldly. "And."
"Well I took the liberty of looking into the duelist list and-"
"How did you get to that information?" Kaiba demanded, standing from his seat and giving Koroku a very stern look. "Those files were restricted!"
Koroku smiled as if to congratulate himself. "Oh, I have my ways, Mr. Kaiba." He laughed, ignoring Kaiba's burning eyes. "So as I was saying, I was going through the list of duelers and found that a lot of these duelists have criminal records and Domino City duelists who've really worked hard to get in probably wouldn't want some criminal to duel against." Koroku raised his eyebrows suggestively. "Don't you agree, Mr. Kaiba?"
Kaiba rolled his eyes. "I checked the profiles myself, they're all clean." Kaiba said and sat back down. Leave it up to Koroku to find something wrong with everything, Kaiba thought to himself. "Do you honestly think I'd let criminals into my tournament?"
Koroku shrugged. "Well you are letting in some very interesting people," he said, taking out a list from his briefcase. "You're letting in a few police officers, hookers, Americans-" Koroku raised an eyebrow. "A firefighter, a model, a professional tattoo artist-"
Kaiba was losing his patience. "We're not judging upon professions or nationalities, Koroku. Now do you have anything relevant to talk about? You're wasting my time."
Koroku looked rather annoyed. He closed his briefcase. "No, Mr. Kaiba." He said, and he stood up. "But I have one thing to say."
Kaiba began to type again. "Mmhmm, and what exactly is that?" Kaiba asked, not paying much attention.
Koroku gave a discomforted look. "Something's going to happen soon concerning the tournament, I can feel it." Koroku took a breath.
"What do you care, Koroku?" Kaiba asked.
"All I know is that something bad is going to happen. Cancel the tournament." Koroku advised.
Now Koroku had pushed a button with Kaiba. Advising him against certain duelists was one thing, but telling him to cancel the tournament? Kaiba's eyes flared with anger as the rage flamed inside him. "No!" Kaiba demanded. "I have been planning this tournament for months! I'll not cancel it just because you have a gut feeling that something will happen!" Kaiba looked at the laptop screen. "Now will you please leave? I have work to do."
Koroku sighed heavily, and left the office. Kaiba was alone, and let out an angry sigh.
So much that fool knows, if there was anything wrong with the tournament, I'd be the first to know. I don't understand what he was so terrified about. He seemed concerned about the duelists, does he suspect.Oh what am I doing? Koroku is a jackass. He doesn't know the first thing about dueling! Kaiba thought angrily.
Kaiba yawned and looked at the clock. It was already 12:30am. Kaiba decided it was time to pack up and go home. He got up and shut down the laptop. He left and locked his office. "Get the car around." He told his secretary.
On his way back to the Kaiba mansion, while sitting in the back of his limo, Kaiba continued to think about Koroku's words. Why was Kaiba still thinking about it? Was he worried that.maybe he had the same feeling?
Koroku's Warning
Even though the sun was down and the office was dark, Seto Kaiba was still busy at work on his laptop in his office, going over last minute details for the tournament that following week. Checking the duelists, the duel stadium and all other things was a lot of hard work. And Kaiba, being the CEO of Kaiba Corporation, was a very busy man, and taking time to hold a tournament would not be easy on him in terms of business.
Kaiba clacked away at his laptop, his still blue eyes never left the screen once, when the buzzer on his intercom sounded. Without taking his eyes from the screen, he pressed the button and held it down.
"Yes?" he said sternly.
"Sir, Mr. Koroku is here to see you." Came the serious tone of his secretary.
Kaiba clenched his teeth in irritation, and stopped typing. He hated that Mr. Koroku, always telling Kaiba how to run his company, and not taking a hint when Kaiba not only turned down his ideas to improve Kaiba Corp, but told him he could not be bothered by amateurs. But Koroku always came back, no matter what.
"Sir?" his secretary asked.
Kaiba sighed deeply. "All right, send him in. but I'm not seeing anymore people tonight, is that understood?" Kaiba requested angrily.
"Yes sir." Said the secretary.
Kaiba took h is finger from the intercom button and resumed typing at the laptop. He wondered what Koroku would want this time. He was certain it would be about the tournament. Kaiba wished instantly that he told his secretary not to let Koroku in.
The door opened and Kaiba clenched his teeth and told himself to be calm and tolerable, even if Koroku was there to burn down his office. Kaiba didn't even look up as Koroku announced his entrance happily.
"Hello Mr. Kaiba!" came Koroku's cheery voice as he came in, holding a briefcase and looking as though he had just won the lottery.
"What do you want now, Koroku?" Kaiba asked impatiently, not looking up at Koroku.
"Well I couldn't help but notice that your Battle City tournament is only a week away." Koroku observed and sat right down in one of the chairs in front of Kaiba's desk without asking.
Kaiba looked at him coldly. "And."
"Well I took the liberty of looking into the duelist list and-"
"How did you get to that information?" Kaiba demanded, standing from his seat and giving Koroku a very stern look. "Those files were restricted!"
Koroku smiled as if to congratulate himself. "Oh, I have my ways, Mr. Kaiba." He laughed, ignoring Kaiba's burning eyes. "So as I was saying, I was going through the list of duelers and found that a lot of these duelists have criminal records and Domino City duelists who've really worked hard to get in probably wouldn't want some criminal to duel against." Koroku raised his eyebrows suggestively. "Don't you agree, Mr. Kaiba?"
Kaiba rolled his eyes. "I checked the profiles myself, they're all clean." Kaiba said and sat back down. Leave it up to Koroku to find something wrong with everything, Kaiba thought to himself. "Do you honestly think I'd let criminals into my tournament?"
Koroku shrugged. "Well you are letting in some very interesting people," he said, taking out a list from his briefcase. "You're letting in a few police officers, hookers, Americans-" Koroku raised an eyebrow. "A firefighter, a model, a professional tattoo artist-"
Kaiba was losing his patience. "We're not judging upon professions or nationalities, Koroku. Now do you have anything relevant to talk about? You're wasting my time."
Koroku looked rather annoyed. He closed his briefcase. "No, Mr. Kaiba." He said, and he stood up. "But I have one thing to say."
Kaiba began to type again. "Mmhmm, and what exactly is that?" Kaiba asked, not paying much attention.
Koroku gave a discomforted look. "Something's going to happen soon concerning the tournament, I can feel it." Koroku took a breath.
"What do you care, Koroku?" Kaiba asked.
"All I know is that something bad is going to happen. Cancel the tournament." Koroku advised.
Now Koroku had pushed a button with Kaiba. Advising him against certain duelists was one thing, but telling him to cancel the tournament? Kaiba's eyes flared with anger as the rage flamed inside him. "No!" Kaiba demanded. "I have been planning this tournament for months! I'll not cancel it just because you have a gut feeling that something will happen!" Kaiba looked at the laptop screen. "Now will you please leave? I have work to do."
Koroku sighed heavily, and left the office. Kaiba was alone, and let out an angry sigh.
So much that fool knows, if there was anything wrong with the tournament, I'd be the first to know. I don't understand what he was so terrified about. He seemed concerned about the duelists, does he suspect.Oh what am I doing? Koroku is a jackass. He doesn't know the first thing about dueling! Kaiba thought angrily.
Kaiba yawned and looked at the clock. It was already 12:30am. Kaiba decided it was time to pack up and go home. He got up and shut down the laptop. He left and locked his office. "Get the car around." He told his secretary.
On his way back to the Kaiba mansion, while sitting in the back of his limo, Kaiba continued to think about Koroku's words. Why was Kaiba still thinking about it? Was he worried that.maybe he had the same feeling?