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Haruhi walked into the conference room and took a seat next to Mori. Across from them sat Ms. Sakamoto and her lawyer, Mr. Shioya. He was an older man with a very strong record. There was no way Ms. Sakamoto could afford him according to the tax papers Haruhi had on her income.
Haruhi had actually met him before; his son joined the Host Club at Ouran in 2010 and graduated as President.
At the end of the table sat a gentleman waiting with a recorder to take their depositions.
"Welcome ladies and gentlemen, my name is Mr. Watanabe and I will be taking your depositions today. I want Mr. Morinozuka and Ms. Sakamoto to tell the recorder exactly what happened on June 8, 2017. If Ms. Sakamoto will start as soon as she's comfortable."
Haruhi watched Ms. Sakamoto closely, keeping an eye out for those little telltale signs that someone is lying.
Ms. Sakamoto looked down and began talking to the table very quietly.
Mr. Watanabe cleared his throat, "Ms. Sakamoto, you need to speak louder please, the recorder can't pick up your voice."
As Ms. Sakamoto raised her voice and looked up at the recorder Haruhi caught a flash of anger in her eyes. Did she honestly think she could get away with not really giving a deposition?
"On June 8th I was working late, trying to file some paperwork we had recently received from a veterinarian on the conditions of different animals that have been adopted. I was almost done when Mr. Morinozuka entered the room," Haruhi watched as Ms. Sakamoto took a deep breath, as if to settle her nerves. "I asked him if he needed anything. He didn't say anything at first. He came over and pressed me up against the filing cabinets. He then started groping me and whispering things in my ear. Things he said he wanted to do to me," tears began to slowly trail down Ms. Sakamoto's face. "They were horrible things. Then he pushed his mouth on me, I think he thought it was a kiss. While he was distracted with that I rammed my knee up between his legs. When he fell I ran. I had just gotten into my car and locked the doors when he charged out of the building, a look of pure rage on his face. I drove away as fast as I could. I didn't say anything to anyone at first because who would believe me over the son of one of the most powerful families in Japan? I finally changed my mind when I saw him doing the same thing to his partner and roommate, Ms. Chelsea Willingham. When she wouldn't join me in protesting against him I decided to do it on my own. No more women need to suffer this."
Ms. Sakamoto then broke into tears and was comforted by Mr. Shioya patting her kindly on the shoulder.
Haruhi resisted to roll her eyes. A look of pure rage on Mori's face, seriously? He could look scary, but he never lost his temper. Mori was one of the sweetest men in the world.
"Thank you Ms. Sakamoto. Mr. Morinozuka, if you could begin yours." Mr. Watanabe said calmly as he adjusted his glasses, completely unfazed by Ms. Sakamoto's tears.
Mori took a deep breath and began to speak. "I was nursing some injured squirrels back to health. I had just finished bottle feeding the babies when I grew extremely tired. I grabbed my keys and headed for the door."
Haruhi noted that Mori looked extremely uncomfortable at saying so much at once.
"The next thing I remember is waking up on the floor of the office. I have no memory of doing any of the things that Ms. Sakamoto says that I did; nor do I have any memory of doing any of those things to Ms. Willingham."
Mori stopped talking and leaned back in his seat some, he was completely expressionless.
"Thank you Mr. Morinozuka and Ms. Sakamoto. I will have copies of these depositions sent to your lawyers. Have a good day." Mr. Watanabe coolly packed up his recorder and left the conference room.
Before everyone else left Haruhi approached Mr. Shioya, "Mr. Shioya could you send me more copies of your evidence? My laptop was stolen, along with the case file."
Mr. Shioya frowned, "What about your office server? Don't you have a backup?"
Haruhi allowed herself to blush and said very quietly, "Well, I hadn't actually gotten around to backing it up yet…"
"Ms. Fujioka, I'd have expected better from a former President of the Host Club. You should be ashamed of yourself. Nonetheless, I'll have copies sent over again. Try not to lose them this time."
"Oh, don't worry Mr. Shioya, I'll make sure to back these ones up." Haruhi felt bad lying to Mr. Shioya, he was a nice old man, but another man's life and honor was on the line. Sometimes white lies were necessary.
When Haruhi got into the vehicle with Mori she finally let a smile appear on her face. "They fell for it Mori. As far as they know we did lose everything. The noose is still invisible."
"Good," Mori said softly as the two of them let the vehicle take them back to her office.
Author's Note: Here's the next installment. Haruhi has learned how to lie! Well, sort of, but she's rather good at it due to her usual lack of expression. Hope this answers some questions. Now, I'm going to go do another chapter of Lisa Turpin, it's been even more forgotten than this story.
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