Yandere Ojou-sama!

[Haruto's POV:]

"Hick…!"

I woke up with a yelp since the first thing my eyes were greeted with, was a pair of thin glass frames that I know belonged to whom.

Suddenly my body ached and with it, rushed down the memories of what happened yesterday. A lot of things were to ponder about but now the striking fact in hand was….

"I-I apo-"

"You were late on your very first day."

Her cold and sharp voice reached up to my ears and I felt it pierce through my soul so early in the morning. I never intended to break the schedule but the beating I faced last night was enough for me to sleep for a week like a corpse.

I know I was exaggerating and there was no way I could justify myself in front of Minami-san but I have to do something or who knows what punishment she might bestow.

"Can I get ready now and-urgh!"

I tried to move out of the bed but the aching sensation was widely spread all over my torso and chest to even move properly. I wasn't faking it to avoid training but I knew it might be taken as an excuse.

However…

"Don't push yourself and get some rest."

I blinked in perplexion as suddenly Minami-san got up from the chair and spoke with a weary sigh.

"Someone will bring breakfast for you. Eat it then get painkillers and apply some pain relieving gel. I am allowing physical leave but tutors will come to teach you. Understood?"

I was blinking in astonishment continuously but I didn't make her wait and nodded even though I was yet to register what she said.

After that, Minami-san didn't wait for long and walked out of the room.

I sat there flabbergasted for a long minute when I felt a cold breeze rubbing over my bare skin. Directing my eyes, I found that I was naked except for the boxer I had on my lower half.

'Last night… '

As I recall, last night I was still wearing the training suit when I plopped down on the bed and drifted to sleep since I was incredibly tired. I remember having a few bruises and cuts here and there.

Blue and black marks were still there but I feel a little less pain from them. Tracing my fingers I felt a thin coating of some gel over the section which got slit last night. Undoubtedly, someone aided my injuries.

'I should thank them… '

Making a mental note to ask Minami-san about who helped me last night, I got up from the bed or at least tried to.

"Urgh! I feel like shit…"

Somehow I landed my feet on the cold ground before sliding into the slippers as I finally let go of the blanket. Last night I had a deep sleep thanks to the condition I was given.

Since electricity bills hike unnaturally while I use the air conditioner, I generally preferred to rain myself with sweat rather than be burdened with the electricity cost.

That's why last night was bliss.

**KNOCK*KNOCK**

*Click*

After two knocks, the door was clicked open, reminding me that privacy wasn't a luxury I could enjoy here. Well, not like I would be doing anything embarrassing to get caught.

A butler in his early thirties or so entered with one his hand holding a tray near his face and something like a wooden board in another hand.

The Butler had a stern expression and clearly not in the mood to chatter even a bit. I did want to ask something but didn't want to be a nuisance so I kept myself shut and rested back on the bed.

"Cross your legs and sit properly."

As the man put the try on the table, his cold and heavy voice resonated before I instinctively pulled myself back a little and sat in a cross-legged position.

[A/N: - Lotus position or to say?]

The butler approached and unfolded the wooden platform which was actually a table before he placed it right in front of me. The table was tall enough to level up to my lower chest.

After that, the man went back and took the tray. Putting it on the table he lifted the cloche which showed the master class food resting on the plates.

"Ring the bell, if you are done or need something."

The man put a small yellow bell on the side of my table before he left the room without any further ado.

I was stunned because of this obvious VIP treatment but soon I thought of something which made this treatment a little more plausible.

'Was that really a dream… ?'

________________

[Akira's POV:]

'He seems to be loving it… '

Akira's eyes were glued to the screen in front as she enjoyed the view of Haruto devouring the food like it was his last meal.

The enjoyment in his eyes which signified how long it has been for him to have something fulfilling made Akira tremble in bliss. She couldn't help but feel jealous a little as well.

The way he was enjoying the food and craving for the next bite of it…she wished to be wanted by him in the same manner. The hunger he carried for food was something she wanted him to have for her as well.

'Fufuf…am I comparing myself to a French toast now… '

Despite knowing how the irrational way of thinking she possesses when it comes to Haruto, Akira wasn't going to deny her greed.

"Umm… Ojou-sama."

Minami knew the young lady would be annoyed being interrupted like this when she was having so much fun watching the boy. But this was something she urgently needed to inform so the glass-wearing maid took the risk.

"What is it?"

The coldness in her voice was vivid enough to send a cold shiver down Minami's spine but she kept her calm and responded soon after.

"It seems the words have been out about you visiting his room last night, since The Heir of the Shimazu clan, Young master Kazuko Shimazu, has made an abrupt request to meet Ojou-sama."

________________…

A/N: - This time the drama would last longer. The primary reason why I started to rewrite was that I rushed various things.

Drop a comment~