Arima Kousei gets trapped in a treacherous hidden world in a very young age after he was brought in Las Vegas, Nevada by force. It was at that time that he met his uncle who secretly works under CIA (Central Intelligence Agency) wherein he is the so...
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Arima Kousei POV:
I never really wanted to come and see my dad again after the three years I had been detained in Ashworth Las Vegas Estate but Jupiter had forced me to come along. I was only allowed out if I go to any Ashworth Casinos since his men can see me there.
Right now, I realized that it was normal for me to be surrounded by his men. He had been teaching me to be like him, after all. I can't help it but I know that I was adapting to his world. He's more of an American than Japanese. His morals aren't Japanese at all.
My dad just stared at Jupiter while I stand behind him in our formal living room. The formal living room had too many windows and was draped with rose pink paint. A sofa and a center table are inside of it, too. What makes the room luxurious was the huge diamond chandelier hanging at the center.
"You told me that Kousei is still alive," he told him. "Where is he?"
He doesn't seem to recognize me. I was right behind Jupiter but he can't seem to stare at me and know that I am right here. Since I know that Jupiter will hurt the people I truly care about including my dad, I can't even tell him right at this moment that I am him.
"I saw Kousei wandering in Las Vegas, Nevada. He's here but he doesn't seem to want to see you," he told him. "Looks like he learned about your relationship with Phoebe on his own."
"Then that means that I have to see him and I need to explain who she is," he begged. "Where is he? I don't want him to misunderstand things."
"Father, Kousei's upstairs. He's currently inside his room," I said to him. I chose to pretend again to be Arima Ashworth. "Who is he?"
Dad stared at me. "Who's that boy? Who is he?"
I know why he can't recognize me. I don't have any eyeglasses and I'm wearing blue contact lenses. He had made it sure that I won't easily be recognized by anyone after he had me.
"I'm Arima Ashworth."
We did shake our hands and at the same time, he looked again at me. "I don't know if Kuroshi had told you about me. You can call me 'Uncle Takahiko'. It was surprising that he named you after my surname."
