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I'm at Mr. Mitsuya's mansion, having a lovely dinner with them and my parents. What a farce.
In all honesty, I'm sick to the bones, Saeki is sitting on Mr. Mitsuya's lap, placing her right hand on his chest, and her left hand is slowly caressing his hair.
Too sexual, if you'd ask me. I have nothing against that, but it makes me want to puke how fake this two people can be Infront of all people.
I wonder what will Mr. Mitsuya do if he finds out his trophy wife is fucking a 21-year-old behind his back?
We all know Mr. Mitsuya doesn't care much about Saeki, but they are married with three children, and Ran is only two year older than Takashi.
I also have no plans to tell Takashi about this any sooner, he has a gang and I suspect Ran also has a gang-because of that Izana, Kakucho, and Hanma guy on the carnival.
Ran disappeared for five days the last time, but these last days Ran vanished for three days, and so did Saeki.
The thought of Ran and Saeki touching each other, spending the night under the same roof, and on the same bed for three days flips my stomach every time it crosses my mind.
