They begged Kiro until he relented and promised to throw a party. But his mind wasn't there, it was on the interviews that he'd have to attend the next day.
He had of course told his parents about this, his father promised to go with him. He didn't turn him down because he was quite nervous about the whole thing.
Philip had joined them for breakfast on the eventful morning, Freya insisted on it. He could start eating by his self once he settled in, she told him while convincing him that he was not imposing.
"You have a lot of friends Ki, it's surprising." Freya commented, having had a full house.
"Why's it surprising?"
"You didn't really have friends at your old school."
Kiro laughed bitterly, remembering that, he didn't have friends at the academy either in his past life. He gained these ones through sheer luck and newfound confidence.
"Loki will start school next year, I should hurry up and apply for him." She said, more to herself.
"They'll beat the rebellious stage out of him, I cannot wait." Kiro commented excitedly.
Loki shot him a deadly look. He smirked in return. Freya broke their internal fight with just a stare. They pretended to be friendly smiling at each other.
"Well Ki, we must go, we don't want to be late." Sekani told his son.
While his father was wearing a black suit. He wore a black turtleneck tucked into his black trousers, with a beige coat on top. He didn't forget the watch Isla bought him.
They were going to the interviews after all so they dressed accordingly. Freya looked at them with so much pride and joy.
"My handsome boys." She wet her thumbs to fix up both their hairs. Kiro's hair particularly had gotten longer after the 3 months of no haircuts.
"Men." Kiro corrected her.
"Isla Silva was it? Is she the one who told you, you're a man now?" She teased.
"How much start up capital do you think it needs?" Kiro could estimate but he wanted to hear it from his father.
"Mm let's see. To build at least 3 plants for mass production, for marketing the product, a headquarters, hiring qualified people. It probably rounds up to 6 billion." Sekani sighed.
'5.5, but that's still impressive.' Kiro admired his old man.
He'd give him the start up. But he wasn't going to say that in front of a stranger. He stopped asking questions about his venture, and looked out the window, admiring the heart of the upper like a child in a candy store.
Finally arriving at the agency. They were well received.
"Welcome Mr. Waynworth, pleasure to have you both here." The woman said extending her hand to shake theirs. "I'm Kiana, please follow me."
Kiro thought she was cute. As old as she was, she didn't have the elegance, beautiful old people usually had. She maintained her youthful cuteness.
It didn't take long, 5 minutes later the interviews started in the boardroom. It was the two and just Kiana conducting the interviews.
Kiro felt bad that so many people wanted jobs, he felt ashamed he was only hiring 3.
"Can't we hire 4 at least? or 5..." He whispered to his dad. "The yard will be too big for just the 3 of them, I think."
Sekani laughed shaking his head, seeing right through what his son intended to do but he refused to indulge him. They were going to create jobs anyway.
"There's you, and your siblings. The yard will be just fine." He whispered back.
Clearly not intending to spoil their children into not doing simple chores around the estate.
Most of the candidates weren't at all impressive. But 3 managed to catch Kiro's attention, although the butler mentioned he had a granddaughter around age 12. They both didn't mind.
His name was Wilfred Jackson, 45 years old. Already a senior to his parents. His father was a bit sceptical hiring someone older than him but there was no better candidate.
The second was a 25 year old and her name was Vada, no last name. The last one being 40, her name was Angelina Sullivan.