Chapter 118 - Only worry about finding the woman

When I wake up, Kiyohira is already gone. I spend the day thinking about what's going outside the world. Did he do something to Chisa? Why won't he tell me anything? I need to find out about that hacker and that place in the video. I am going crazy inside the room. 

Tsuchiya Tsumi, the chibi bodyguard, is strict. She comes inside four times exactly - two times to deliver food and other two times to take away the empty plates. She would only smile if I ask any question. She would barely say a word. 

Even the window is tightly locked. I can't open it to see sunlight. 

"What's this?" I look at the bundles of papers.

"Mr. Kamiyama sent this," Tsuchiya tells me. "He gave me this message. If you change your mind again, you can select a second wife for him."

What the f.u.c.k! He really wants me to find a second woman for him.

"He is serious." He also knew that I was pretending. I don't even have a phone to chat with Lady_NotV.i.r.g.i.n about this. "Tsuchiya San, can you tell me what's going on..."

"I can't, Madama Kamiyama." She walks out of the room. I hear the cl.i.c.k.i.n.g sound. The door is locked. 

Fine. I will find a second wife for you and see you f.u.c.k her in front of me. Then, I will leave you, you bastard! You think that you can play me. You guess what? I will find another man and make sure that you see me kissing him. I will live the life of a s.u.c.c.u.b.u.s after leaving you. 

***

"Phew!" Iori releases her breath and relaxes her shoulder. Ever since that day, she's been too embarrassed to see Takeshi. She should be mad and he should be embarrassed. But he's certainly cool as if nothing happened. 

"How long are you going to hide from me?" 

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" She jumps in horror, backing away. "Why are you behind me? Don't come closer."

He might kiss her again. She can't tell what's going inside this demon's mind.

"If I was in front of you, you would run away." He grabs her arm and pulls her closer before she can dash away from him. "Why are you avoiding me?"

"Takeshi, you ask me?" Iori's face turns red when she remembers the kiss. "You took away my first kiss. I wanted to do it with someone I like."

He raises his brow. "You said that you would date the person who took your breath away."

"I didn't mean it like that." The anger overtakes the embarrassment. "He should be charming enough to take my breath away. Why did you misunderstand my words? What are you? Wait, why would you want to take my breath away anyway? Do you like me?"

"Yes." He looks into her eyes and tells her seriously. Just in case, she misunderstands his love as love and care between friends. He adds, "I love you, Iori, as a man."

"Oh my god!" She laughs at him. "You really..."

This must be a prank.

"When did you fall for me?" She chuckles. "Who would have thought that Prince Takeshi would have a crush on someone like me? Am I pretty in your eyes, Takeshi?"

"You say that I stole your first kiss." He eyes her coldly, hiding the hurt in his heart. "Was it your really first kiss? As much as I remember, When we were 11, Haru's dog jumped on you and licked your mouth. That was your first kiss. I am sure that I did better than a dog. I gave you an experience. Otherwise, you would have licked your romantic prince charming like a dog."

"Why did you mention that?" She yells at him. "That wasn't my first kiss. That was..."

"A kiss is a kiss whether it's with a dog or a man." 

Not waiting for her retort, he walks away.

***

There is a detailed profile attached to each woman's photo. All the women are pretty, slim, and tall. There are even divorcee profiles. They quite match Kiyohira. 

After reading those profiles, I realize that I am none of those. I am not good at cooking, being graceful or elegant, or socializing. I didn't go to university. I don't know how to speak multiple languages.

I am only good with computers. That's my only weapon. I don't even have my weapon with me now. I am vulnerable. I can be easily taken down.

There's so much difference between Kiyohira and I. He belongs to the ranks of kings. I don't think that I have anything to offer him. I am not even a commoner. I am someone even below a commoner. 

Yes, Kiyohira needs a woman who can become a queen for him. He needs a woman who can love him back, bends her knees in front of him and accepts him as her king, and that person should be whole. He and I have never belonged to the same ranks or the same world. It's his misfortune that he fell for me and met Hashimoto Chisa. 

I will fix it. I will find someone who can become his queen and stand beside him in this society. 

***

She's seriously checking out the profiles. Kiyohira furrows his brows uneasily. Why is she so calm? She should feel uneasy. She hasn't glanced at him once since he came back.

He peeps at the paper in her hand. It's a woman's profile. It's his secretary who prepared this. 

"Are you really okay if I am with someone else?" He takes the paper away from her hand. "If I sleep with her and..."

"It doesn't bother me. I will do a good job. I will find you a decent second wife." She glances at another profile. "Tell me what are you doing to Chisa."

"Don't be bothered. She's my worry." He swallows down his wrath. "You only worry about finding the woman."