( In this au, Atsuomi wants Ayanokouji to become a politician instead of being a test subject )
Narrators pov
A man with brown hair, golden pupils, and dark eyes sat in a quiet room. His face remained calm even with crying noises in the room. In his hand, a young baby was crying.
This baby was his son Ayanokouji Kiyotaka. As he waited in the room, a middle-aged man suddenly appeared.
" You're here Tsukishiro," Spoke Atsuomi
As Atsuomi gazed towards Tsukishiro, Tsukishiro responded with a smile.
" Of course, professor Atsuomi's child is born, why wouldn't I be here?" Tsukishiro asked with a smile.
Atsuomi ignoring Tsukishiro was thinking about the future of his child.
" I'm thinking about making him a politician," Decided Atsuomi after thinking
" Oh, a politician?" Asked Tsukishiro
Previously they had decided to make Ayanokouji join the whiteroom project but Atsuomi decided to change his plans.
" I think it's the best possible future for him," responded Atsuomi
" I fully agree," replied Tsukishiro
Atsuomi looked towards Tsukishiro and tried to think about why Tsukishiro thought it was a good idea. From what he knows Tuskishiro isn't loyal, he only follows those who win.
And he has been winning.
The only thing he could think about was that after he and Tsukishiro retired when Ayanokouji will take over, this would give them power even after they are still old.
This would also give them a chance to make Ayanokouji follow their philosophy and ideology in the future.
" What should we do about Mika?" Asked Tsukishiro
Atsuomi didn't even need to ask what Tsukishiro meant when he heard it.
" Mika Ayanokouji never existed, her family hallucinated about their dead daughter and couldn't let go of her death," replied Atsuomi
He would make sure that everything was taken care of
" Well, looks like I got a job to do," Replied Tuskishiro taking out a pair of gloves
" Make sure nobody can link it to me," Demanded Atsuomi
" Of course, if it's a job given by you then it's not a game anymore," Spoke Tuskishiro with his ever-lasting smile still on his face
Atsuomi looked at the back of Tsukishiro as he walked away.
Timeskip
Ever since Ayanokouji was brought to Atsuomi's house, he had been quiet. As the years slowly went by he started to grow.
He had always been curious about things around him, from the words of whiteroom instructors they believed that Ayanokouji was a genius. This made Atsuomi relieved as if Ayanokouji went into the whiteroom then their data wouldn't work with a genius.
From a young age, Ayanokouji learned almost everything available. Today he was going to a party for whiteroom investors.
Looking at himself in the mirror, he thought he looked professional. Being only five, his young mind wondered who else would go to the party. From what he heard from his father a group of children would also be there.
Although he wasn't sure how he'll make friends he still decided to go. Learning about human interaction through contact with those around him would be the best time to learn.
From the information gained, there were plenty of people to talk with, the one who interested him the most was Manabu Horikita. A boy three years older than him, although at this moment his family wasn't as strong as others even being able to be in the party would mean his family is in the top one percent of Japan.
Manabu Horikita from what he heard was an intelligent child who held great potential. This meant he'd take the Horikita family to a new height.
Since from a young age, Ayanokouji was raised to be a politician, he had already learned about the ways of politics. He knew that the best thing to do was to make friends early. This was one of the main reasons why secondary politicians could stay in power for a long time even without the capabilities of their position.
Being able to get the heart of someone while they were young would mean that they're loyalty would only grow over time. Ayanokouji at this point just wanted to get Horikita Manabu close to him. In the future, he'll make more friends and partners.
Walking out of his room, he was met with the face of an old man named Matsuo.
" Are you ready Kiyotaka-Sama?" Asked Matsuo with concern
Even though he was aware of how capable Ayanokouji was, it didn't stop that Ayanokouji was only five. This party would include plenty of the top people of Japan so someone as young as Ayanokouji would be under pressure.
" Yes, I heard other children would be there so you don't need to worry," Replied Ayanokouji without hesitation
" Well, good luck,"
As Matsuo gazed upon the back of Ayanokouji, he thought he saw the image of Atsuomi over lapping.
End
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