Chapter 34: A New Home
As soon as Murasakibara and I touched down in Tokyo in the afternoon, a car was waiting for us to be picked. I was rather surprised by my dad who actually did something like this. He doesn't spoil me as much as he does recently. We entered the car and the driver sent Atsushi home first before mine. We kissed each other briefly before he left.
When I reached home, my mother hugged me, followed by my dad. I was surprised he was at home. Usually, he would be away at work. He asked me to go to the living room as he has some 'discussions' with me.
"Can't we just do this later? I'm tired dad…"
"You would appreciate my idea. Just listen."
The three of us sat in the living room. I am showing my disinterest face because I want to take a nap. My dad had a folder on the table. He asked me to open it. Unwillingly, I took the folder and looked into the content.
There are apartment brochures, bills, and documents inside the folder. I wasn't sure what he meant this time and gave him a puzzled look, asking him what are all these. He started to explain.
"Your mother and I think it is time for you and Atsushi to own a place yourself. You need to learn how to be independent. And as such, I bought you an apartment in Roppongi. Consider this my pre-wedding gift to you two."
I was speechless. He was generous enough to fund Atsushi's trip whenever he wanted to go to America but this is just one step to ridiculousness. My friends envy me for my wealth but what they didn't understand is the constraints of such life, a daughter to one of the richest CEO in the country.
"Daddy, this is too much. I haven't talked with Atsushi about owning an apartment, let alone in Roppongi of all places!"
"Maybe it is time for you two to think about it? Where would you want to live together?"
I stayed silent. Is this really adulthood? I am barely into my 20s and I felt like my dad is trying to push me to become an adult soon. I still want to enjoy my teens. Better yet, I don't want to think about this because I am tired. I took the folders and told my parents that I am going to take a nap. With my luggage in one hand, the other on the folder, I went upstairs to my room and locked the door. I placed the folder on my table and went to sleep.
Author's Note: Lately I have been coming up to terms to my own fear and I almost forgot I have this (writing) as a refuge. Writing enables me to escape from my reality and I hope readers will be able to escape from reality while reading my stories. I apologize if my writings remind you of your reality. Until then, take care!