“Why do you need my activity schedule?” Seth asked after breakfast was over. I told him about my therapy schedule and asked about his activities at home. Seth was not an easy man to deal with, his gaze was piercing as always and his words were often annoying. Just like today. “As a therapist you should just show up and do your job.”
“I need to synchronize the therapy schedule with the activities you have, sir,” I said trying to be casual. I let some servants tidy up the plates we had originally used for breakfast. Living in this house made me feel like there wasn't much to do. I don't really like this kind of situation.
“Do you mind if I know?” I asked carefully. Seth seemed to be enjoying his coffee. Not far from where he sat, Jiro never moved away and was always ready to serve his mast
