Contaminated Freedom

39.2) Studies

Saya's point of view.

I had woken up a few hours ago, today I will not attend the academy.

Honestly, he needed a day away from the idiot Takashi who kept his tantrums just because the girl he loves is with someone else.

I don't know what good he saw in Rei, but I think we all had the right to fall in love with who we wanted.

That includes me, who was in love with him and yet he didn't care about my feelings, he just saw me as a childhood friend and nothing more, although I hoped that in the future that would change even when the odds were minimal....

But enough of so much sadness, today would be my first solo encounter with kiyotaka, at least on better terms than we find ourselves in the academy.

On second thought, I was very idiotic at the time, but I didn't know that kiyotaka was a genius.

No.

I am a genius.

He is in his own league.

Maybe a generation genius.

I had asked him yesterday to help me with my studies, plus I hoped he would teach me the Korean language, it never hurts to learn, it's that or continue in the bottomless pit called Takashi.

He should arrive in a few minutes after installing his sister and babysitter.

Who knew, that boy would have such a cute and adorable sister.

Ahhh

I want a sister too!

But they were so different...

His sister radiates tenderness and joy.

he is someone calm and serene.

I still remember when my father mentioned that we would have a guest for some time.

It was strange, although we had had guests before, my father had never accepted that any of them would stay, much less for so long.

Even Mom was surprised that my father accepted so easily.

After all, my father is someone too strict and proud to do favors like that out of nowhere, let alone a few hours in advance.

But when my father mentioned the last name "AYANOKOUJI", I could even see how my mother's skin color paled.

When they explained to me I knew why....

He is the son of a powerful Ex-Politician, but not just anyone, he was even the one who supported my father to have the empire he has today.

If his father wanted, he could destroy everything my father and mother strove to build.

Basically, you can't bite the hand that fed you.

A few hours passed and he arrived.

When I saw him, he seemed like just an ordinary boy, but when I saw him closer, it was obvious that he wasn't.

He had a sharp and penetrating gaze, he felt as if nothing could escape his gaze, we had even had dinners with current businessmen and politicians from Japan, but none of them had his gaze.

He devoured you just by seeing it.

It didn't help that he was really handsome, he is tall, very tall, almost as tall as my dad, he has brown hair and beautiful golden eyes that if you saw them a lot, I felt like they would decipher everything about me, in addition to having that mature aura and I knew with him, like every college kid.