Izen Wants A Quiet Life

Chapter 4: The Kawajiri Household

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7:22, it was 7:22 in the evening in Morioh. As the dark chilly night encompassed the once vibrant sky. The night loomed over anything it could reach, from house to house, tree to tree, nothing could escape its grasp. One of the many things brightening the night was the man-made lights. From cars to street lamps to neon signs to the little light from people's phones. But one particular car sparked interest, as it drove down the town's roads. Driven by a well-fashioned man.

The man was none other than our protagonist, Izen Kawajiri. Simply driving, just like moments ago. This time no longer listening to music, instead sitting in silence. Turning his head to the plastic bag beside him from time to time. His gaze returning to the road, not before catching a glimpse of his sharp and long fingernails. A quiet sigh escaping his lips, inspecting his nails for a second time. Going back to looking at the road, quietly uttering.

"I hope mom doesn't notice again..." He mumbled.

Cold sweat falling from his forehead, remembering the times his mother would 'scold' him for his long nails. A nervous chuckle escaping his lips, wishing the she didn't take notice at all. Snaking his arm into his suitcase, carefully rummaging through documents and his office stuff. Feeling no sign of his nail cutter, letting out a frustrated sigh in response. As he un-snaked his hand out of the briefcase. Placing it back on the steering wheel, now thinking to himself.

"Maybe I could borrow Hayato's nail cutter when I pick up Snowball...I just need to avoid showing my nails to her...That wouldn't be too difficult...Right?" He thought to himself.

Turning the steering wheel to the left, entering a road leading to the his parents house. Realizing he's only a few kilometers away from them, as he started to asses the things in the car. The plastic bag filled with the dessert for Eri, a drink for Eri, then his suitcase, his phone in his pocket. After that he checked his watch, seeing as it was now 7:24 pm. Only a a minute or two until he arrives to his destination, shifting gears. Slowing his car down, doing it to abide the speed limit sign he just passed.

A minute passes, as he drove down the streets of his old neighborhood. Passing by familiar houses, memories of walking by them fill his mind. How he missed walking to school and back everyday in the past, enjoying the little things. From how well-trimmed the hedges were too the refreshing cold breeze that greeted him each morning. How he felt could be described by dozens of words, euphoric being one of them. This reminiscing of his brightening his mood.

Though he still was a bit irritated by those hinderances moments ago. How they made him miss the perfect time slot on his routine, how it infuriates him. But he could care less right now, since he has now arrived to his destination. Pulling his car up right by his parents driveway, stopping a feet away from his fathers car. He raised a brow at the sight of his dads car. Going to his watch to check the time.

"He's earlier than usual, it's 7:25 pm...He's usually here by 8 pm..." He said.

Slightly surprised, but putting it aside for later. Instead simply focusing on gathering things and leaving his car. Grabbing the plastic bag carefully, making sure not to mess up the cupcake that's inside. After that he pulled the keys from the keyhole in his car, effectively shutting it off. Opening all the shut doors at once, with him simply opening his and stepping out of it. The late night breeze finally introducing itself, as it slightly ruffled his hair once more.

Giving only a pleasant smile at the feeling, before grabbing his car keys and shutting the car door. Not before grabbing the plastic bag of course, he couldn't just leave that in his car, the drink and cupcake wouldn't be in pristine condition if just left it there. With his keys in one hand and the plastic bag in the other, he started his journey once more, this time to the front door.