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Everything felt surreal.

She took a deep breath and looked at the imposing gate with a coiled dragon motif with some apprehension. She wanted to turn back her vehicle and go back to her house. An unknown sense in her mind told her that once she entered the gate, she would not be able to escape Yagi Seiryo.

She did not know if she was being paranoid.

But there was a sense of entrapment as she slowed down and stopped in front of that black gate.

Perhaps, the feeling came from the sensation of powerlessness when she was facing that man.

That helplessness made her agree to show up on Saturday at the Yagi home. She did not know why she ended up agreeing to do it.

.....

When Yagi asked her to start teaching Misaki baking the next day in her office, she was tongue-tied for a short moment.

It was not like she had plans for Saturday, but she did not want to set a precedent that she would always be available at a moment’s notice. However, the man made a very compelling argument before she could reject the invitation.

“Misaki is excited about this undertaking, but children tend to lose interest in activities without the right support. I am afraid that if she does not begin the classes immediately, her excitement will wane. Baking in itself is not important.” Yagi said.

“But I would like her to have the discipline to keep up with her commitments. Moreover, she has not been participating in extracurricular activities. Of course, you will be compensated appropriately for the tuition.” He added.

Emi did not agree at once. “This is really short notice, Mr Yagi.”

“Call me Seiryo.” He said.

The two of them looked at each other for a moment with a certain twinkle in their eyes at the familiar words. The repeated phrase had become something like a private joke between them. The easy amusement changed into a strange tension as they continued gazing into each other’s eyes.

However, the tension made Emi restless, and she wanted to break free of it. So, she found herself agreeing.

“Alright. But we need to plan ahead of time for the next session.” She said.

Yagi smiled with satisfaction. “I will send someone to pick you up from your house tomorrow.”

Emi shook her head. “It is not necessary. I prefer to drive myself.”

“Alright.” Yagi did not insist. “If you have any requests, you can call me anytime.”

Emi freed herself from the memories of the previous day as the black gate opened before her. She looked with nervousness into the property before her. She did not know what to expect from this visit, and whether it would be good for her.

At the same time, she was filled with unconcealed curiosity about this home.

The rumours about the Yagi family and specifically, Seiryo were outrageous, but there had to be quite a bit of truth in it. She wondered if the home would give her mafia vibes, or if it was just like a normal home.

Emi drove into the property along the driveway and stopped in front of the house. There was no parking lot, just a footpath with stairs leading to the entrance. She did not know if she should keep driving or just leave the car in the driveway.

She mulled and wondered if she should call Seiryo.

In her distraction, she did not notice when two men in black suits appeared beside her car. While they were not wearing black shades, they gave a strong ‘men in black’ vibe. She could tell right away they were the quintessential underworld bodyguards.

One of the men tapped lightly on her window, and she lowered it.

“Hey. Am I blocking the road? Where can I park my car? It seems wrong to leave it on the driveway because I don’t if someone else will come in or out. Although I suppose, there is enough space for another car to squeeze through.” Emi started rambling.

The young bodyguard did not seem bothered by the continuous talking; his face did not change as he looked at Emi.

“I will take your car now.” He said calmly without an explanation.

“What?” Emi finally looked at him properly.

The man was good-looking in a youthful way, despite his emotionless face. He did not have underworld vibes or the scent of blood. He looked like he belonged in a bank or a tech start-up instead of working in the yakuza.

“I will take your car.” He repeated.

Emi did not think too deeply. After all, she was a visitor, and when in Rome...

Perhaps, she could have opposed the demand or asked his intention, but she felt it was unnecessary to worry about small things. Since she agreed to come to the house, she should be prepared to be a good guest.

She stepped out of the car with her black sling bag and handed over the keys. The young man in black stepped into the car and drove off, supposedly to park it.

“You will need to submit to a search before stepping into the house.” The remaining bodyguard said.

Emi had almost forgotten about this other person. She looked at him with a critical eye, and she did not find him as pleasing to her as the young one who had left. She could also sense the dislike emanating from him in waves.

No, it was not just a dislike. It was disdain.

There was something in his eyes that told Emi he was looking down on her as if she did not deserve to be in the house.

“No.” She said directly.

“What?” The man was taken aback as if he had not expected her to be so direct.

“No, I will not submit to a search of my bag or person.” She said.

The man lost his temper. “Those are the rules. If you are not willing, you cannot enter the house.”

Emi scoffed. “In that case, I will leave. Get my car.”

The man laughed harshly. “Do you think this is the kind of place you can come into and leave as you please?”

Emi tilted her head. “Do you think you can stop me from going in or leaving?”

“Ha! I have never seen a woman who does not know the immensity of the heavens. You will not learn how to behave until I teach you a lesson.” He said with a disgusting grin on his face as he looked at her.