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Chapter Eight: First encounters(5)

Summory: The meetings takes place, and Takemichi learns the true meaning of 'good'

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"What do you think about the kid, Nii-san?" Rindou turns his head, facing his brother as they walk down the silent halls towards the meeting room as instructed.

Ran smiles, chucking slightly at the sudden question, "Hmmm, I don't know, Rin. What about you? Any thoughts on the kid?", he directed the question back to the younger sneakily.

Rindou deadpans at his brother's strategy on deflecting the question. "I asked YOU first, so you tell me", the man says as he sighs.

Ran chuckles a little louder, "Hm hm, my apologies dear brother, but it may take a while longer until I'll be able to deduct thoroughly on my opinion", the older says ominously, annoying the younger.

"Fine, be like that", the younger Haitani relents, no longer interested in his brother's views of the mysterious boy.

They continue to walk in silence for a while longer, saved from Ran's irritating chuckles from time to time as if the air was whispering something humorous to him, Rindou blatantly ignored the other, though can't help but think his brother had finally gone mental.

Out of the blue, Ran had decided to break the silence, "Though, I am curious. Things are about to get a lot more interesting around here", he mused, mostly to himself. Rindou glances at his brother, still choosing to keep silent, though as much as he hated it, he'd have to agree, things were already getting interesting.

                                                                                             Location:

                                                                                   The Meeting Room

The brothers pushed through the meeting room's door, it seems as though they were the only ones left yet to arrive, saved from Kakuchou, he had heard briefly that he had been excused. Ran briefly glances around the room.

Next to him was their financer, Kokonoi, he seems to be mumbling something to himself as he courses through the many digits on the paper he was holding, 'what an ethical b**tard', Ran can't help but amusedly thought.

He shifts to the other side, his eyes briefly catching Takeomi, old b**tard just doesn't know when to die, someone ought to tell gramps to finally f**k off. But on the contrary, maybe the nicotine sticks he's been breathing in like air will do the job faster. It just wasn't fast enough to Ran's liking.

And finally, his favorite b**ch to f**k with, as he glances to the next person, which was, non-other than Sanzu.

Ran puts on a sly smile, he loves pocking the pinkette's buttons to the point they duke it out with an almost life-threatening cut to the throat, language so foul, it'll break any mother's heart (not that either cared about that bit) and a broken bone or two if it is the bare minimum.

You can't blame him, only Sanzu's irritated rage could satisfy his childish santisfaction. Seeing Sanzu seemingly pissed as he looked like he was a thread away from flipping the seat beside him was all it took for Ran to initiate his vexatious comment, "Well, what got your panty in a twist, Haru-?".