A Sweet Romance That Starts With One Bottle of Juice, Between a Heiress Who Must Marry Her First Kiss and a Lonesome Guy With a Menacing Look

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Chapter 9 – Father Wants to Talk – Part 2

I’m so nervous I’m about to have a stroke.

Yasunomihara-san’s father… he must be opposing this.

“—A commoner like you seduced my daughter! You will be executed!”

…He’d say that and drown me in Tokyo Bay.

※Yasunomihara is a clean Japanese company that has nothing to do with the mafia.

After exiting the elevator, I was guided to a restaurant room, which had full glass walls.

The restaurant is located on the top floor with a panoramic view of the city skyline, and according to Natsume-san, it seems to be a branch of a high-end restaurant that has earned three Michelin stars.

I walked through the restaurant, illuminated by the glittering interior and intricately shaped chandeliers.

The other customers around me seem to be high-income earners, and as a regular person in a student uniform, I’m worried that I might violate the dress code or something…

I was brought to a VIP room in the restaurant room.

Is Yasunomihara-san’s father here…?

When Natsume-san knocked on the door, a voice inside the room answered “Come in”.

Hmm? The voice was very high-pitched…

“President, I have brought Yasuda-sama.”

And inside was…

“Good day, Yasuda-san.”

…A small man seated at the back of a round table in the middle of the room.

Contrary to the image of a strong figure, he has a delicate body and an androgynous face.

He has a high nose and long eyelashes that are typical of Westerners, and long golden hair like Yasunomihara-san.

He could easily be mistaken for a woman.

“I am J. Yasunomihara, President of the Yasunomihara Group.”

“…My name is Yasuda Tadakuni. I have always been indebted to your daughter.”

“No need to strain yourself. Please have a seat over there.”

As I was reciting the set phrases in my head, Father prompted me to take a seat.

His expression was many times softer than I had imagined.

I sat on a chair pulled out by Natsume-san.

“Father, thank you for your valuable time today.”

“Why don’t we talk to each other comfortably, without being so formal?”

“Y-Yes!”

“Perhaps you are nervous?”

“I-I’m embarrassed to say that I’ve never been to a place like this…”

My vision, which had been so tense and unfocused until just now, finally calmed down, and I could clearly see his image.

I was expecting to be scolded right from the start, but I was relieved to find that Father was gentle and kind.

“First of all, I have to apologize to Yasuda-san.”

Father stood up and bowed deeply.

“I am so sorry. My daughter has taken away the most important choice in your life. There is no way to make up for this.”

“What are you doing, Father? Please look up.”

I thought about offering a helping hand to Natsume-san, but since she was also bowing her head next to Father, I couldn’t say anything more.

“Of course I don’t think I will be forgiven. But as a way of at least making amends, I will provide Yasuda-san with whatever he wants, be it a position or money. That’s why…! Please spare my daughter’s life…”

Does he think I’m a hostage-taking robber or something…?

This is the usual pattern, where I am being judged as a wicked person based on my appearance and eyes, probably.

“…Excuse me, President. With all due respect, Yasuda-sama is not the kind of person who desires money or status.”

When I was troubled, Natsume-san came from the side to defend me.

I’m usually met with a cold reception from Natsume-san, but hearing those words made me feel a bit bashful.

“Shut up, Natsume. My daughter’s life is at stake now, so be careful.”

“Um, Father? In order to protect your daughter’s life, I’m asking you to allow me to go out with your daughter today.”

“Please, Yasuda-san! I’ll do anything, just not my daughter’s life!”

Father rubbed his head against the table and begged.

He is too desperate to listen.

The head of a major corporation bows so low for his child…

“Yuuka is…my most precious daughter.”

Parents don’t even care about themselves for their children.

There was a sense of deja vu at this sight—

“Our Tadakuni never fights! Our boy is a gentle boy!”

In a case where there was trouble due to me fighting with high school students, my usually airheaded and gentle mother once confronted the junior high school principal.

“But just from looking at Yasuda-kun’s looks… Well…”

“If you’re the kind of person who judges people on their looks, then you shouldn’t be a headmaster!”

My mother raised her voice for me.

I still remember the scene vividly.

Parents are desperate because of their love.

Yasunomihara-san’s father is also desperate because he loves her daughter.

“Father, I—”

I promised Yasunomihara-san that I would not run away under any circumstances.

I got up from my chair and clenched my fists.

I’m going to tell Father that I’m prepared to respond to his desperation.

“—I’ll protect Yuuka-san. I really want to love Yuuka-san! I don’t need money or status. So please allow me to go out with her.”

The moment I said this, Father looked up and gave me a stunned look.

“…I-Is this a reality?” (T/N: Said in English.)

“It’s real. I told you. Yasuda-sama is a man of character.”

“…Will you help Yuuka?”

Father walked towards me as he waited for my answer.

“Y-Yes.”

“Thank you!!!”

Father was so moved that he hugged me.

“W-Wait, Father!”

“Thank you! Thank you!”

The powerful embrace was repeated.

What’s this soft feeling that’s hitting my abdomen over and over again? (T/N” Hehe, yeah boi…)

“President! Skinship!”

“Ha!”

Father moved away from me as if he realized something.

“I feel like I’ve been hit by something unnaturally soft…”

“I-It was probably just the piece of armor I wear for self-defense.”

“I see.”

Dad returned to his seat and sat back in his chair.

“We, the Yasunomihara family, will do our utmost to support you and Yuuka’s relationship. If you have any problems, please tell us anything.”

“Thank you, Father.”

✳︎✳︎

—The day after my interview with Father, I woke up on my bed and there was a ceiling I didn’t know.

Where did I sleep?

If I remember correctly, yesterday after the interview, I had dinner with Father and then went home in the usual limousine… Before going to bed, I talked to Yasunomihara-san on the phone on my bed, and I definitely slept in my own room.

But this spotless ceiling doesn’t belong in my room.

Our upstairs ceiling must have had yellow stains from repeated leaks…

—Wait a minute, it’s not just the ceiling.

The flooring and wallpaper are of a completely unknown design.

And even the view from the window…

I don’t know this room.

“Am I locked up by a group opposed to the Yasunomihara family…!?”

“Tadakuni~, good morning~”

Suddenly, it wasn’t my mother who entered my room with a ladle in her hand, but…

“I made miso soup.”

“Y-Yasunomihara-san!?”

It was Yasunomihara-san, wearing an apron over her uniform.