What We've Missed Without You

chapter 5

*sorry for mistakes*

Meanwhile, down at the diner, business was going smoothly as usual. Everyone was eating, having a good time, and going with their day as if there wasn't anything wrong with the world going on as of right now.

Well...Except for the eldest Komori daughter.

Momoi was in the backroom, sitting at an old wooden desk and staring at the invitation, reading the calligraphy what seemed like the hundredth time as she practically glared holes into piece of cardstock while she thought in silence.

"That man...Cannot be my grandfather...I haven't even met my own father. Does he really expect me to accept the fact that he somehow just waltzed into our home and made my mother fall into a mental breakdown. I wasn't there for the whole conversation...But from what I can piece together, it all has to do with this ball and that man." The twelve-year-old let out a sigh as she stared at the phone number with a serious expression. Her thoughts were faltering from left to right, from defense to offense, what was good for her mother or what was good for satisfying her curiosity. Momoi's golden eyes trailed up to the old phone sitting at the corner of the wooden desk, fueling her thoughts even more:

"He left his contact information...Naturally, I should call it and ask him...But I can't go into this blind, I must have a plan." The pale blonde-to-white haired female sat there, her thoughts running from left to right, bumping against the walls of her head, and finally collided on an agreement for what she should do at the very moment. It was all of that man's fault for altering her mother's mental health, so it was perfectly reasonable to call him and question him about how he knew her mother, what he was to her, what happened that day, and such other information. With her decision set in mind, she picked up the phone and wound up the correct numbers until the entire number was written out. The twelve-year-old placed the phone to her ear and anxiously awaited for the other side to pick up, she mentally told herself to calm down and  quickly planned out what she was going to say until the ringing stopped and a voice was on the other line.

"Hello, this is Sakamaki Tougo's office. How may I help you?" A feminine voice answered, making Momoi furrow her fair-colored eyebrows. "Sakamaki Tougo? I guess Karlheinz is some kind of pseudonym..."

"Ah, yes...Is Sakamaki Tougo available at this time? I wish to speak to him."

"I can check to see if Sakamaki-san is avaible. To whom am I speaking to?"

"Komori Momoi."

"Please hold on for a moment." The woman on the other line hung up, Momoi kept the phone close to her ear and thought. Sakamaki Tougo...Sakamaki Tougo...Sakamaki Tougo...Where has she heard that name before? She wasn't really good at recognizing famous people since she's lived her life without internet...She'll be sure to ask Adam later. Suddenly the woman's voice appeared on the other side of the line again. "He says he can take your call now, I'll be switching you over to his line."

"Thank you, miss." Momoi politely thanked and awaited for the awaited moment, with one last sigh to calm herself down she was ready to face the deep voice that came on the other line. "Why hello there, how may I help you?"

His voice was deep and cold, sending chills up the young girl's spine.

"Hello. I am calling you to discuss something rather important with you...If I may ask...Who are you to my mother?" 'Tougo' chuckled before answering. "I am the father of your father...Well...The relationship is more difficult than that, but I'd like to be call your grandfather."