"Alright, we shall leave you two alone. Hopefully your conversation will lead to an amicable conclusion."
"..."
"..."
The door shuts, my family and the family of that girl leaves us in the discussion room.
I'm supposed to marry her in order to benefit both of our companies.
I wanted to live a carefree life, viewing the vast sea and feeling the wind in my hair. And yet I'm forced to tether myself to someone.
To someone, who I can tell, loathes me.
"... Greetings, my name is Hoshiki Fujiwara (藤原・星奇) - nice to meet you."
The contemptuous silence stretches on for a long time. It felt like if there was ANYTHING to use as a weapon, she wouldn't have hesitated to use it on me. Her hatred weighs on me.
"........................................... Yukino Minamoto."
The conversion didn't go anywhere and we left. Neither of us were happy.
To distract myself from the disappointment, I wandered into the shore. It is a surreal sight to see a man in a business suit looking over the sea, but I mustn't crumble my shell. That shell is the only proof that I'm here.
The waves crash into each other, as the seagulls hunt. Come to think of it, her eyes were unique. They were blue. Like the sea.
But dark like black clear ice, hiding deep horrors.
If only I could sail.