[Prologue] Father with two children

[Continue the previous volume last epilogue] 

As the man standing in front of the house, stood tall, full suit with a fedora. His face shows serious demeanor, to describe his facial figure, his eyes seemingly close with sharp eyelashes. His lips have almost like a neko grin, though still keep the facade serious. 

He who is still standing tall emits Kael's worst nightmare. Kael who fazed, unable to jitter after seeing this figure in front of him, couldn't comprehend how damn he is. And the figure finally spoke– "Shachou..!" His voice came out with full worry and unseriousness unlike his facial figure. Kael in response quickly waves his hand desperately while looking back at both siblings in worry– "Iya, iya, iya, don't call me that!" 

The man seemed rather confused by Kael's unusual demeanor, but soon after, he heard a huge ominous step emitted by Yoko who sprinted down the hallway while screaming on top of her lung– "Da-Da-Darling! Who are you talking to???" She arrived as a pleasant cool woman who was excited to be by Kael's side, but as soon her eyes met the stranger, her attire face changed into serious taunting yandere mode. Her eyes were scanning the stranger as whole, top to bottom, potentially suspected for the dangerous outcome. She didn't want any person to steal her love partner..

The stranger responded– "Err I didn't know you were married." He looked at Kael in slight questioning of his attire, as if he knew him very well. But Kael intercept by waving his hand profusely. In return Kael introduces both individuals to each other– "This is my boss, Yamazaki." His gesture, his hand over to Yoko– "Yamazaki, this is Yoko and she is.." Kael searches for words that best describe his status with Yoko, his face facing Yamazaki but his eyes avert slightly to Yoko puzzle for what she really is..

Kael thought it through– 'Uh.. who is she to me..?' But after a slight pause his answer– "She is a woman." –With a straight face looking at Yamazaki, without any hint of a joke. Yamazaki replied with another straight face– "un, I can see that." But Yoko's intolerance with having a man who seems to be close to her love interest spiked her obsession . She looked at Kael to say– "Ahh Darling, I didn't know you had a friend!?" But as it was her turn to talk to Yamazaki, her face changed into a demon with horns–! "Teme.. If you ever dare to have a feeling for my man, know your life will be in danger!" Yamazaki flinches backward, seeing Yoko's demonic form while Kael has some thoughts– 'Even man…?'

But Yamazaki took Yoko's facade too seriously to mutter– "Iya-iya that's impossible, our relationship is far from that." He said it with a very genuine face. Though Yoko, who heard it, took this as a sign to pull out her hidden knife! She grinned while suddenly pulling out a knife from nowhere–! "Hehe.. is-is been a while since I hurt s-s-someone..!?" Yoko tries to stab Yamazaki but her way of doing it is almost like she is afraid to get closer. 

Yamazaki tries to invade the knife while complaining to Kael– "Ergh.. Shachou! Help me!?" Kael, who was just standing there annoyed with Yoko's dilemma, quickly pulled her back. Yoko sparkled as Kael held her shoulder– "Ahh Darling!! Let-me-go!" Yamazaki responds back as he calms his composure– "Ouh~ What a dangerous woman! By the way, can we talk about why you didn't show up to work?" Kael uses his other hand to invite Yamazaki inside– "Come in…" Yamazaki tries to enter while Kael slowly pulls Yoko along who still has a knife in hand. 

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A moment later…

All of them are seated at the dinner table while Yuki is on the couch watching the Tv. Yamazaki slowly listened to my story– "Un, un, un woah, mm, I get it." Yamazaki seems to finally get it through for the current dilemma. But Yamazaki quickly decides to draw his phone to dial a number– "Moshi-moshi, Police desu ka?" 

I quickly responded to Yamazaki– "Yamazaki! I know my situation is a bit weird but I'm totally fine." Yamazaki replies by putting down his phone– "fine… But still you need to come to work." Yamazaki speaks with a wary face, and seems to be in trouble without me in the office. I muttered reassurance– "Aight-aight, I'll be there."

Yamazaki heard my words and reassured me that I would be coming back to work. Since his business was done, he stood up– "I'll be leaving then." But before I couldn't stand up and guide him outside he stopped me– "Don't worry, I can walk out by myself." Given his familiarity with my apartment, he goes himself. As he leaves, I lean on my palm looking at the balcony while Yoko hurries herself to death stares at Yamazaki until he exists.

Then when she returned back to look at me, I couldn't help but to look at her to wonder. I was thinking about my sudden interruption in life. 'How could I forget about my job?' Ever since Yoko appeared, everything has been spinning out of control. My eyes avert to Yuki who is watching the Tv like he has already made himself comfortable inside my house. My eyes lean back to Yoko's eyes who were looking in questionable demeanor. 

Yoko who hesitantly wanted to ask a question steer in– "Darling.. What job did you work at?" She appears to be fixated overly on my reposition. But this returns back with another question from me– "Wait, how do you not know about my job?" I thought for a moment– 'If she truly was Yandere, she probably would know everything about me.'

Yoko walked closer to the table to answer– "mm.. Of course I didn't know!" Yoko spark admitted to not know, but she continued with a low subtle mixmash of sadness– "I try to know but you are a difficult man to track down." After hearing it, I couldn't help but to be perplexed with my own self, for whom I really am. I stood up trying to go to my room, but Yoko wanted to stop me– "Ahh Darling? You okay?" I told her– "I need a moment." Before leaving the living room.

I went to sit at my bed in front of the table where I put a commentary prayer monument on top. There is a picture of a man who I really aspire to be. I took the frame and lay down on my bed, fixated with what was left behind in the land of memory. I stare at the picture like it was the dearest person in my attired life, which he is. I used to pursue a normal life, a normal citizen just like this person. But I wonder if that is true. Maybe I should give another try, another opportunity to be normal. 

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Next day…

Chan-chan!

Chiki-chiki Ban-ban!

Chiki-chiki chan-chan!

For some reason a loud song is playing beside my bed. It rings to my left eardrum painstakingly annoying as I reach my hand to grab the source and it appears to be my phone alarm clock. 'Who changed my alarm clock…' I thought about the possibility. 'I swear my phone has a password on. 

As I stood up from the echoing song permanently inside my brain, I stretched my shoulder, and loosen it up to take a deep breath. *Exhale* I let it out feeling refreshed. I went over to the table with a prayer monument to look at the picture. Reminiscing the gone, the memory, the bitter story. I thought that because of you, I am who I thrive to be, replicating you. But now my life is a mess, because I didn't know what was good for me. Though I know, I'm just a normal citizen, and I want to be just a regular person. Because you taught me that, and I value normalcy, highly. Maybe I'm playing around too much.

I head to the bathroom, brush my teeth, and take a cold shower. Twist the shower handle and head out to dry my hair. Then I go to my room to iron my clothes, smooth the fabric as I dress up for work. I wander out to the kitchen, preparing breakfast for the people who are close to me. But my eyes drew to the clock and saw it's about time for someone to appear. I went to the balcony to mutter– "Yoko, use the door, please." She was halfway jumping over the balcony. 

"Bububu!" She murmurs perplexed by my perfect timing. Then I went back inside to knock on the guest door– Knot-knot! "Oi! It's morning!" I wander back to the kitchen to handle the sizzling sausage on the hot pat. Shrink~ A moment later Yoko runs in the hallway to the kitchen in a childish manner– "Ahh Darling! Let me help you!" She creeped in trying to rampage utensils around, but I was quick to smush one long sausage into her mouth! Yoko tried to speak with a sausage in her mouth– "Am hm ma?" but it turns into mumbling. Since I rather cook alone, I push Yoko's shoulders away from the kitchen telling her– "Just go wait at the dinner table, okay?" She walked away in the end. 

A brief later Yuki walks out from his room to the table while Yoko is ready for another fight holding the chair up while the sausage is still in her mouth. But nonetheless I keep focus on breakfast. While waiting for the food to cook, my hands made hot drinks with my special equipment.

As soon as the food is ready I bring it to the table, serving them a Full English breakfast with a hot tea on the side. Together with them– "Itadakimasu!x3" Appreciate the food before indulging ourselves in the breakfast. With I fork some sausage to my mouth, the other two siblings seem to have fought over in the sausage war…

Yuki: "Hey!? Stop taking my sausage!"

Yoko: "Excuse me, it's not yours. My lover made this, so technically it's mine."

Yuki: "But I'm his guest!"

"Blurgh~" Yoko provokes Yuki with her tongue out while pulling her eyelid. On the contrary I seek to advise them– "Technically you guys give me zero cents. Behave or get out" I munch on the food after both of them calm down with their dilemma. 

While they calmed their composure, I thought about my situation. Some part of my reconsideration is that at this point am I just like a father? A single father who takes care of his two children. Now that I look in this way, it sends a shiver to my spine.. Getting back to reality as I stood up with my empty plate– "Hey Yuki, could you clean everything after you're done? I need to head out." Yuki, who was still munching on the sausage, looked up at me in a serious manner– "Wait, I thought I'm your guest?" He seemingly looked a bit too serious with his face.

Yoko, who is on the table, pulls out a knife and stabs it on the table to taunt Yuki– "DO IT OR ELSE." As she finished she went up to mutter– "Also wash mine too, okay?" She left the query to Yuki and hurried to my side. 

"Dar–ling? So you're really going to work after all? You still haven't said anything bububu!" She is by my side as I start to wear my shoes. I ask her what she wants to know– "Yeah, what do you want to know anyway?" 

Yoko then seeks to reveal her idea of knowing everything about my work– "So-so what job are you working at? Then-then where is the place?? What is your position??? How many hours are you working???? At what time do you return home????? When are you taking your break?????? Tell me-tell me, IS THERE ANY WOMAN SITTING BESIDE YOU???????" Each question makes her face closer and closer to my face…

I try to look away from her attire face in front of mine.. 'Yabai…' –My thoughts. Her questionnaire seems to be exactly every bit of her obsession.. I guess this is what you call an extreme obsession behavior or better term 'Yandere.' But sure I could answer them all!

"Coffee bean company. Middle of the city. Middle Class. 10 Hours. 6 o'clock. Usually at lunch. There is one ugly woman in front of me. Okay goodbye!" I grab the door knob, twisted so hard, swing outside and close the door tight! Bidding my goodbye to this psycho girl. 

'Gomen Kobayashi-san.. You truly are not ugly to my eyes.. I just have to use you..'

And yes, I'm just a regular citizen who works at Coffee Bean Company. Totally not a syndicate who monopolizes the whole country's industry. Just some normie… 

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