𝙏𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝘾𝙖𝙧𝙚 | 𝐓𝐨𝐣𝐢 𝐅𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐨

- Chapter 2 -

Helia immediately stops in her tracks and bows in an instant. "I'm very sorry sir, I can explain."

The elder grits his teeth as he sees her bow, the respectful gesture not doing much to quell his fury. His eyes narrow, taking in her disheveled state. He's fuming.

"You better."

He grabs her arm with a harsh grip, pulling her aside into a nearby room, away from prying eyes. The grip on her arm was surprisingly strong for a man of his age.

"Explain." His voice is a low, dangerously sharp growl.

Helia can feel the fear rushing through her as she tries to keep her composure before speaking in the politest tone she can. "I had a stain on my uniform, so I had to wash it."

The elder's face darkens even more as he listens to her explanation. The stain on her uniform was a minor issue, easily resolvable.

What was really bothering him was the fact that he had seen her coming out of Toji's room in such a state.

He clenches his jaw, his eyes scanning over her exposed skin with a mix of disapproval and disgust.

"And why didn't you just leave that stain on your uniform instead of stripping?" He grits out, his voice trembling with suppressed rage.

"That is what I was planning to do sir but..."

She stops in the middle of her explanation not sure if she is supposed to tell the truth or not. But maybe the elder didn't hold Toji in his heart and would be on her side, that's what convinced her to continue.

"...But Toji insisted that I should remove it and clean it."

The elder's eyes narrow dangerously as she mentions his name. Toji. The problematic, disobedient son. Of course, he was always bringing trouble.

Toji would always disrespect elders, break rules and act as if he was just a spoiled brat.

And the fact that he had her in his room, with her clothes off. It was the final nail in the coffin. The elder's face contorts with fury as he clenches his fists. "What were you doing in his room in the first place?!"

Helia's eyes widen. She's a maid, what else could she be doing in the room of a member other than cleaning?

"I was told to clean his room sir."

His face turns a shade redder at her words, he felt like she was disrespecting her by the tone she was using, but in reality, she was just defending herself. His already strong anger boils over the edge.

He clenches his jaw so hard that a muscle in his face ticks. He's struggling to contain his wrath.

"Did he...?"
He can't even bring himself to say the words.

"Did he touch you?!"

She couldn't tell if he was worried that Toji might have laid his hands on her or if he was furious that a member of the house could have touched a lowly maid like herself.

"No sir he didn't."

He did grab her wrist twice but she knows that it's not the kind of touch the elder was referring to.

The elder searches her eyes, looking for any signs of lies. He's not entirely sure that he can believe her. But the mere fact she was in Toji's room is enough for him.

He lets out a deep, sharp exhale of disdain.

"You're lying."

His voice is low, dripping with cold anger.
"I'll get to the bottom of this."