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Chapter 20: Fair Game
"I wouldn't expect less from the great Sesshōmaru Taisho. I believe that astuteness is in the DNA."
A man in his twentieth the same as Sesshōmaru waltzed into his friend's office casually. Said friend glared at his abrupt entrance with eyes that would piss the demon itself. However, his friend was way too familiar with his cold mannerism.
"Don't give me that look, you are one nasty overprotective brother, you know?" The red-eyed lawyer for Taisho household was at home taking the scotch and pouring it for two. The hard-nosed businessman merely snorted at his remark. "To go as far as rounding up every potential beaus for your cute little sister..."
"Am not. I only make a game of it and she deserves to pick and choose as she please. It just so happened that her other childhood friends are also participants in the tournament." Sesshōmaru took the offered glass.
"And is it just so happened that you suggested HIKA to be the mascot idol by cheerleading for the pubertal lads?" Smirking handsomely, the dark-haired man plopped himself down on the velveted sofa. The heir of Taisho pivoted before sitting on his customary seat.
"Surely your appearance is in no purpose for this frivolous prattle. State your business, Naraku." Chortling at his dodging attempt, Naraku moved to sit in front of Sesshōmaru.
"Impatient as always. Here, your father asked me to check some background regarding Higurashi household. Quite an ancient family, if I should give any say, and a spiritual clan. Did it have something to do with your little sister abduction?" He handed over the report.
"Hn, probably." Sesshōmaru perused the report, overlooking Naraku. Sighing, Naraku took his leave.
"Over the long haul, I suspect that trigger-happy boy would get what he want after all." He swiftly exited before Sesshōmaru could have his ass in a sling, because already the amber-eyed man was in position to throw himself upon his pestering pal.
Naraku was always fond of yanking people's chain, particularly toward his stuck-up buddy.
'If I didn't know them any better, I would've joined the game of chasing after Taisho's adopted little girl. Pity the males are no less vicious than terror raptor,' he mused.
Stting at the topmost level of SM Ent.'s office building, Sesshōmaru smirked to himself.
'She's not even reaching her sixteen yet. As if father and I would accept average stripling to be her boyfriend. Not even you, unless you prove a considerable accomplishment, lil' cousin.'
Meanwhile at Deimon Private Senior High School, a shiver suddenly ran down Hiruma's back, distracting him from shooting his team mates' asses off. The wily commander shrugged it off, cursing on autumnal wind, impervious to a certain someone's animosity.
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