After a lot of teasing, freaking out, and pillow fighting, the two young adults managed to end up in the conference room. Even Airi wasn't entirely sure how she had managed to get cleaned up and ready so fast, but there was no time to dwell on that.Not when she was face to face with her father, her partner, and the superior she accidentally spilled her guts to last night.
"Airi, Kaito, this is Jurou Saito. He currently works in America, though I'm sure you vaguely recall seeing him around here when he was still climbing the ranks. Jurou, this is my daughter, Airi, and her partner, Kaito," Rin introduced with a small smile, gesturing to the man.
Airi smiled up at Jurou politely, praying that her cheeks weren't as red as she felt they were. She wouldn't have done anything with any of her superiors on any other day, why had she even agreed to dance with him in the first place?
More than that, why had her superior asked her to dance, even when knowing she worked under him?
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Saito," Kaito said politely, stepping forwards and extending his hand for Jurou to shake, ever the perfect gentleman. He really could turn on the charm when he wanted to, which was usually around everyone except for Airi.
Not to be outdone, Airi stepped forwards to shake Jurou's hand as well, though Jurou didn't even give her the chance, giving her a charming smile instead. "Oh, President, I've already met your daughter. We happened to bump into each other yesterday, when I was bringing my things up to my room. She's a lovely woman, and I'm sure her partner is as well," he said innocently.
If Airi could have disappeared on the spot, she would have. It wasn't that Jurou had even really said anything bad, she just wished that he hadn't bothered mentioning it at all. She didn't need her father questioning her about the kind of impression she had made on Jurou. Not only that, but she could feel Kaito silently laughing at her as well, especially since he thought they had really fucked. She was really in for it now, from both of them.
Rin raised an eyebrow when he heard Jurou, his eyes narrowing slightly as he glanced over to his daughter, before he looked back at the Board member. "Well, she and Kaito are two of our most promising Angeli Mortis members. Their abilities are quite useful. Kaito works in more of our day to day operations and Airi works mainly in our IT Department," he said, and that snapped Airi out of her thoughts quickly, her dark eyes narrowing.
The IT Department of the Angeli Mortis was unlike most other IT Departments, starting with the fact that it had a double meaning entirely. Yes, they did have an Information Technology Department, but they also had an Information Torture Department. And while most people came out of IT Departments alive, Airi couldn't guarantee the same kind of customer service in her department.
Jurou raised an eyebrow when he heard that, glancing over at the female with a somewhat impressed look on his face. Killing people was easy, but the torture that the Angeli Mortis required of their employees could make even the most burly of men squeamish. Let alone a pretty, fashionable woman who was barely five feet tall.
"Well I can't say I'm too surprised, you were pretty good back in IT back in your day. It only makes sense that your daughter would follow in your footsteps," he said, locking eyes with Airi for a brief moment.
It was at that moment that Airi felt an unfamiliar chill go through her body, one that made her visibly shiver before she tensed up, breaking off eye contact with Jurou as she glanced to one of the walls instead. "Sorry, I just thought I felt something, you know how drafty these old conference rooms get," she said apologetically, plastering a sweet smile on her red lips as she glanced between the three men.
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General Fictionignis aurum probat, miseria fortes viros. fire tests gold, adversity tests strong men. (or in this case, strong women). ~~~ In a world where money, power, and supernatural abilities reign supreme, Airi Nakamura and her family are at the top of the...