Akira Ishikawa's POV The next morning, I knocked at the wooden door before letting myself entered his study room on the far end of the corridor on the second floor. "What?" He barked at me as soon as I enter his study room. He only lifted his eyes from the documents he has been reading to snarl at me before focusing his eyes again to those blasted papers. "What do you want? Are you here again to spout nonsense to me again about her?" Held up my hands in silent surrender about his outburst early this morning. Before we arrived at the estate last night we concluded that we were officially not talking to each other. I didn't know if I would feel relieved or sad to the fact that the promised punishment of me in his bed was postponed. Sleeping on my own bed last night made me realize that I
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