4. Privileges

4. Privileges

At last we entered the gates of my new home. And when I say home, it is a goddam palace. Only our garden was at least quarter of a kilometre long. A foundation on the entrance and white big rich people building.

'How the fuck they can afford this ? Is lawyering and dojo really make that much money ? '

" aren't we a bit too rich ?" I unconsciously mutter without realisation when Beatrice stopped the car in front of giant doors.

Beatrice - Ah yes, you don't remember. It's hinako's family inheritance. She doesn't talk much about her family but she said that her family used to be some kind of local lords of their town. So they owned a large amount of land there. She is the only descendent of their family so everything belongs to her now. It would be very considerate of you to not ask her about it though, she is weird like that.

Jake - Okay, I get it. No mentioning of how filthy rich we are.

They all chuckle like a some kind of beautifully orchestrated music.

Kristy - you seems to have changed a lot brother. It's been 6 months but I don't think you ever used to joke like this at all.

Beatrice and anna together - Kristy !! We talked about this.

Kristy - it's fine, he doesn't mind. Right?

Jake - Yeah, it would more awkward if you deliberately hide my past and stuff.

We reached living room while talking about such frivolous things. And I had my jaw opened wide the whole way. There were amazing paintings, and statutes and great deal of focus on asthetics like some kind of movie set in the hallway and walls.

It was 12 noon so my mom immediately went back to her office. Anna had her medical studies so she also left after a while, a bit reluctantly so I might add. Only Kristy and me was left behind she showed me around the house, and told me to tell the kitchen maids if I want to eat anything.

Jake - ahh it's fine. Jena you said. I was just thinking about talking a bath can you check if everything is in it's place in the washroom?

Jena - of course young master. Just a minute.

She hurriedly closed tge door and went to the washroom checking on stuff. I went to my wardrobe kinda place where there were hundreds of different kind of clothes. Even some skirts were mixed, ' what's with this guy is he crossdressing or something?'

I selected a simple looking grey t-shirt with some cartoon drawn on it. I don't recognize this at all. And I was a proud weeb in my old world. I also pick up one simple looking half pants that covered little over my knees. It was dark blue.

Jena comes back and tells me everything is alright so I go right to the washroom. It was of course even larger than my room in University back in college days. Bath tub filled with midium hot water with little foam and everything else is also perfectly ready to be used. I take off my shirt that I was wearing, and turn around for removing pants when I saw jena still standing there.

Jake - hm ? Jena ?

She was looking at me like some guy with diabetes looks at chocolate cake. With great effort to distract herself from the attraction and focus on behaving professional.

Jena - uhh yes master.

Jake - why are you still here ?

Jena - ahmm we, uhm I used to help you wash my lord. Young miss said that to remind you of your past daily life if necessary.

Jake - ohh of course, I have a personal maid who helps me take a bath.

I was not even surprised anymore at the weirdness of this world.