Coiled Dragon

part 8

1

The receptionist at Huang Corp didn’t bother to smile at them this time.

Her face was blank, like a robot’s but everything about her was stiff and crispy clean. There weren’t a lot of people in the building today either but the security was still tight.

“What do you mean by the next available appointment is in three month?” Bakugou Mitsuki questioned impatiently as she tapped her heel against the polished floor. It was ten in the morning, they had come to make an appointment like the security guard told them yesterday.

Aizawa was sure Huang Zeku was doing this on purpose to discourage them from meeting Bakugou Katsuki. The news didn’t broadcast the Bakugous crashing the wedding yesterday but they could hear the whispers on the streets. People gossiped about it online and between coffee breaks.

Not to mention, when they arrived at Huang Corp almost every single staff member that passed by them was cold and hostile. They weren’t rude but they were making it very clear that the heroes and the Bakugous were not welcome here.

“Zeku-sama is a very busy man,” the receptionist said with a haughty pointed look. “And it was his wedding yesterday, we have orders that unless the sky is literally coming down on all of us, the newlyweds would like to be left alone.”

“I’m here to see my son. You have no legal right to bar me from seeing my own child!”

The receptionist placed one hand on the landline beside her. “You’re right, let me make a call to the butler and alert Katsuki-sama of your arrival.”

There was a fake smile on her lips while she talked to whoever was on the other side of the phone. Then, she set it down and turned back to face them slowly. “Katsuki-sama is still resting. We have not received any notifications that you should be allowed up into their private suites. You can wait in the lobby until you are called or visit us another time. Should I schedule that appointment three month from now for you?”

“That is ridiculous!” Mitsuki exclaimed with almost exploding irritation. “That’s my son up there and there are multiple heroes here. You telling me that he’s refusing to meet us when we came all this way for him? We even have to go through somebody else just to get a message to him? If anything, I should be reporting your boss to the police for harboring a runaway.”

“Heroes do not have any legal authorities in Yokohama, Ma’am. And if you were serious about suing Zeku-sama, should I contact law enforcement for you?” she said sweetly but there was a finality in her tone. “We can’t just let any random strangers meet the boss and his spouse whenever they make a demand. I have not received any orders to let anyone up there today. If you are his dear parents, shouldn’t you be able to contact him yourself?”

She knew where to hit that would hurt the most. They were heroes but within Yokohama, they were regarded as the same as any other citizen. They had no authority to demand anything or make arrests. Also, if Bakugou was willing to talk to any of them, they wouldn’t be standing here right now.

The kid knew they were here. If he wanted to talk, he could have called or approached them at any time but he didn’t. He even threw his own parents out of his own wedding yesterday. Aizawa thought that was clear enough of a message. He doesn’t want to see them. Any of them.

Nighteye had told them this much already. He said that no matter when they came, the receptionist would block them and make them wait. It wasn’t going to be a nice meeting that went the Bakugous’ way.

But they still have to try. Aizawa was curious too. How did Bakugou Katsuki end up in Yokohama? Why did he marry the owner of a prosthetics company in such a short span of time?