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DAISUKE FIRMLY HOLDS THE SPOON, as he waits for you impatiently to open your mouth. You narrowed your eyes at him, simply glaring. "No." you emphasized.

It has already been five or six minutes of this millionare bastard holding the spoon of porridge, and with his other hand holding the bowl of the left porridge. He made that porridge for you.

But he intended for him to be the one to feed you like some stupid child. You're not an idiot and you'd only look like a complete baby if you agree to his obnoxious idea.

He dramatically sighs and just gave up eventually, he gives you the bowl instead. "Fine, fine."

A smile screaming victory spreads across your lips, you gladly took the bowl and started eating it. And to your surprise, his homemade porridge actually tasted well, you thought it wouldn't.

"This is actually pretty good, bastard. Did you really cook this?" you confessed as your sparkling eyes averts back to him.

His cheeks flushed into red, and he hides his face in embarrassment. What is that face? Has no one ever complimented his cooking before?

He snorts, avoiding eye-contact from you while responding, "Thanks.. that's the only food I know how to cook."

You almost spat out the porridge out from your mouth, but luckily you just choked. Its better than spitting food everywhere, right? You poured in some water down your throat.

Daisuke looks at you, perplexed. And you just chuckled as you look back into your thoughts, "Oh, I forgot that he is a millionare. He has many chefs at his house so he doesn't need to cook. And porridge is the only thing he knows how to--" you laughed.

"Are you okay? Do you need the mental hospital?" Daisuke pats your cheeks, with a literal concern look across his face.

You shaked your head and snapped back into your senses. You just looked like a complete idiot doing that infront of him. "Sorry, its.. nothing." you giggled between your words, can't get enough.

The day has been too fast, or so you thought. Daisuke actually skipped all his work, tasks for today just to stay with you who was sick due to fever and deprived eating. Part of you was actually thankful to Daisuke, even your older brother coudn't do that.

In a mere second, a lingering noise of the doorbell in the apartment echoed inside. You look at Daisuke while eating and told him to get the door.

He was about to stood up and follow your order ti'll he pauses for a second. His eyes looks at yours and down to your lips, your lips with bits of porridge that you haven't touched yet since you didn't know.

"H-Hey! I said get the door!--" words cut off when Daisuke pulls himself towards you and licks your lips. You punched him but he exactly dodged it with a smile. He starts sprinting out from your room.

You wiped your lips aggresively, that idiot never learns. Now that you don't have the appetite to eat anymore, you placed the bowl on top of the nightstand and just silently sat on your bed, just overthinking life decisions.

"Why did I have to live? Can't I just be a fish and just breathe underwater and th-"

A loud bang was heard outside the door of your bedroom. You flinched and a scared feeling starts creeping in your spine, sending shivers. You slowly crawled out from your bed, then headed towards out from your room.

When you twisted the doorknob infront of you, you started hearing yelling outside. "What the f*ck are you doing here?! Where is she?! What did you do to her?!" you knew who's that voice was from.

You opened the door and saw Kato beating up Daisuke.

Your hand slowly creeps up on your mouth, and an infuriated feeling burns inside you at the scenery you're looking at right now. Kato notices you and he looked mad as ever.  "(Y/n)! Why didn't you-"

A big fat slap went onto Kato's cheek, you gritted your teeth at him. "You're going too far, fool! Why the hell are you beating him up?! He didn't do anything wrong! Why can't you just.." your words trailed off as you realized your voice started shaking.

Kato gently places his palm on his swollen, red cheek. Your fists crampled in frustruation and you just pulled Daisuke up, exiting the hell-apartment with him.

"Usai-san.. please give a car on xxx (address)." you told him and he eventually followed what you instructed him to do. Its luck when you always made it a habit to always keep your phone on your pockets.

This is random but you have to admit, the dark-night sky in the color black with the white and yellowish moon glowing like a diamond was just the definition of beautiful. Pink, pretty petals was flying on the wind.

Then you sighed and just tilted your head. You glanced at Daisuke and eventually looked away in guilt, he was in wounds and bruises all over his face down to his neck. Kato's punches was defintely asking for death threats.

And you just can't help but thought about apologizing to Daisuke, he wouldn't be in pain so much if he just didn't meet you. "Daisuke.. I'm sor-" as you were about to finish, a vehicle passed its way infront of you both.

Assuming it was from Usai, you were correct and you got to admit that it hasn't even been a minute and the order you gave him was already finish. The driver ran out from the car and opened the door of the passenger's seat for you two.

You noticed how shocked the driver looked when he saw Daisuke's face, full of bruises. You frowned, must be his first time seeing his master like this. All messed up, like you.

Once the driver was back onto the front on his seat, he asks, "Where are we heading to, master?"

You knew Daisuke wasn't going to respond to that, he hasn't said a single word actually after the tragic incident. So instead, you answered, "To the mansion, please."

"Yes, (Y/n)-sama."

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Usai ordered the maids to fix Daisuke's appearance up. After that, he looks at you again with an expression mixed with confusion and concern. "Can I have a chance to hear an explanation for this, (Y/n)-sama?"

You gulped, a thin and straight line spreading on your lips before replying back. "Of course.."

After an hour of explaining and telling the whole story of this and that to the one and only butler of Daisuke. Usai eventually got everything right and he was actually a very good listener.

You finished your endless explanations and paused for a minute. You have no idea what to say next, your soul just drained out from you and you just felt so empty inside. Its too complex to explain.

Usai saves the silence. "In my opinion, (Y/n)-sama.." he pauses first before continuing his talk. "..I think you should apologize to your brother."

That was unexpected. Say what now? Apologize to someone who just beats up someone innocent just like that? Now you think your ears are broken. Are you hearing this right?

"W..What?" you were startled by Usai. You looked at him, perplexed even, making him to continue emphasize what he means.

He adjusts his tie and leans back on his seat, "I said that I suggest that you should apologize to your brother. Because in no means, he also didn't deserve being slapped and being left in regret right now."

When you were about to defense and say that his opinion is completely wrong, he continues; "(Y/n)-sama, whether you like it or not, you should express and beg pardon to your brother."

"Think about it, have you ever told him that you and Kambe-sama is a couple now?" your eyes expands in shock, how did he know that?

"But-"

"But what? You did something wrong, (Y/n)-sama. You chose to keep a relationship a secret, especially from your brother. He woudn't punch our master like this if he just knew that you two were actually a thing-majiggly right now."

You hate to admit it but, Usai was right. All of this was your fault and yet you blamed Kato for every single thing you have done wrong, thinking that he doesn't understand anything when you just really never had the guts to explain everything to him.

Regrets hovered on you. A ton of them.

Usai was satisfied once he notices your expression, he knew that you have finally come to the point to realize something important. "Now (Y/n)-sama, answer this. What do you have to do right now?"

Took you a couple of seconds before answering.

"I need to apologize to my brother."

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