"Cough cough... cough cough cough!!"
The Sakuragi Family, main residence, deep courtyard.
Inside a certain wooden house, Sakuragi Yoshi held onto the edge of the bed, coughing with difficulty.
The courtyard was empty, and from a distance came some faint sounds of car engines, making him realize that someone was leaving.
Just like his relatives did over the years.
At this moment, it was dusk.
As the sunset fell, the dense shadows of the sky seemed to coagulate bit by bit, eventually descending heavily without making the slightest sound on the floor.
The next moment, the room door slowly opened, revealing the robust silhouette outside.
On the bed, the coughing Sakuragi Yoshi glanced at the silhouette at the door and said indifferently,
"You're late... hehe, you're all the same, think I'm old, neglected, irrelevant..."
The silhouette at the door walked into the room and spoke in a muffled voice,
"I dare not, Family Head."
