Ch-4 Time Before Freedom

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No one's POV

It was raining heavily. A dark, gloomy, stormy day it was. The sky was dark. Stormy dark clouds engulfed the sky, preventing light from reaching the earth's surface.

The scene shows a graveyard, filled with tombstones. In front one particular tombstone however, we see five different young girls with long red hair and blue eyes. They all had the exact same face, hair and eyes. It would normally be impossibly hard to distinguish between them.

The five girls are cried and looked down in anguish as tears dropped down their face. Right in front of them was a grave named "Nakano Rena".

Standing a couple metres behind them was a man dressed in black. Nakano Maruo stared at them with a saddened expression.

A few days ago, an unfortunate incident took place which would most likely change his daughters completely. Maruo's wife unfortunately passed from a terminal illnes. He was currently standing a little further back and allowing his daughters to properly grieve over their mother's passing.

Maruo looked down solemnly while clenching his fist. He was clearly in just as much anguish as the girls but he didn't say anything. He just watched from the background.

"Maruo-san ?" Maruo was surprised and looked back and then down. His eyes widened when he say Akihiko standing there.

"Akihiko ? What are you doing here ?" He asked the little boy.

"I was supposed to go meet with the Nakiri's today. Father told me he'd introduce me to Mr Nakiri's daughter and the rest of their family members. We decided to stop here to pay respects to my dead grandmother, since it was in the way." He explained.

"Oh. I see. So that's why you have that bouquet." He pointed at the large bouquet of flowers in his hand.

"And where is Tetsuya-sama ?" He asked while looking around.

"He's in the car."

"He didn't come out to pay respects to his deceased mother ?" Maruo raised an eyebrow.

"Aren't you business partners ? It shouldn't be a surprise to you that he doesn't really care about her. He visited her grave once during her funeral and never again. The only reason we're here is because I wanted to come." Akihiko explained.

Maruo sighed and rubbed his head while looking at own daughters. They were all so devasted by the loss of their mother and yet, Yoshihiro didn't even have the slightest bit of care. It angered him greatly.

"I heard that your wife passed due to terminal illnes on the 14th of August. You have my condolences." Akihiko told him.

Maruo looked at Akihiko and smiled. "Thank you Akihiko. It's been hard. Especially for my daughters. They've had it worse than me."

Akihiko then looked at the group of girls standing by that grave. "It seems they love their mother greatly. This will greatly impact them in the future."

His words made Maruo look down at him. "My father could learn a thing or two from them about respecting their mother."

"What were their names again ?" He thought for a while before looking forward again.

"Yotsuba, Itsuki, Ichika, Nino and Miku. Right ?" He looked at Maruo, who just stared at him with a surprised expression.

"I... I never told you their names."

"Father told me."

"Akihiko, let me ask you this." Akihiko looked up at the man. "Why do you treat your father so we'll ? Why care for him so much ?"

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