REMAID- One Good Day VII

The awkwardness of the situation doesn't seem to be lost on everyone. A pricklish atmosphere sends me into the deepest pits of discomfort. This seriously can not be happening. Just when this day looks like it'll end on a happy note I get fucked in the ass by the biggest prick this side of the planet…

…am I carnally gay today or something?! I really need to fucking quit with this.

“So, you talked about my son in a way he found to be distasteful. I have an issue with that…well, sort of.” I gulp as the leader speaks with a voice so strong it practically demands attention. “Oh, yes, you probably don’t know my name. Call me Ying.” Ying holds out his hand and I gently take it. “Come on now, give it here damn you!” Ying laughs heartily as he strongly shakes my hand. “Ahh, you’re a real laugh Yuta Mamoya.”

“Uhm…thank you, sir.” I...didn’t say anything???

“Much more entertaining than my boy over here. Poor thing couldn’t put together a joke even if he wanted to. Little pathetic, isn’t it?” Ying's eyes filled with a gentle hatred as he touched his son’s shoulder. “Ah, I can say these things with you, I know you won’t go blabbing, yeah? Yeah, that’s right.” Ying coughs and clears his throat. “Right, right, I should get back on topic. So, my son’s feelings were hurt, and unfortunately, you made it so public an issue that I can’t let this go unpunished. So, fairly dumb despite your charisma, huh?” Ying laughs at me, placing a hand over his chest.

“Stop laughing at my grandson and say what you’re here to. He gotta leave or what?” My grandma speaks in a dark voice I’ve never heard from her before.

“Oh Yumi. You’re a real treasure to this community, you know that? Alright, for you, I’ll get to the point. Originally I was simply going to banish him and be done with it. My son, however, had a different idea. He comes up to me, prancing like a goddamn ferret, going ‘Daddy, daddy, let’s make the boy a butler, yeah?’ I tell them that’s stupid, but there’s so few ways to shut the little fuck up, so here I am, ready to take your son to his new home.” The room falls deathly quiet.

“He…he can’t do that, right?” I ask, fucking absolutely bewildered.

“Well, it’s not necessarily slavery or anything like that. I’ll be offering you payment for your services…you’ll just have to listen to what me and my son demand of you, barring any unreasonable demands of course. I won’t ask you to gore yourself, heaven forbid. It would make a terrible mess of the place, ahahah!” The man before me laughs as though he’s the funniest in the world, but honestly, I can’t even believe he’s human to think all of this is…even legal.

“He…he can’t do that…right?” I look at my grandmother who bites her lip.

“The village of Malikawa…well, as long as it doesn’t involve anything that would cause genuine damage to the village or the outside world, it’s very unlikely that anything would get out. And, well, the village leader’s word is absolute, and disobeying is historically known to make things worse. So, Yuta, you’re only other option besides accepting this would sincerely be leaving.”

“Which is absolutely an option, of course.” Ying makes clear. “Leaving is always an option that is available to you. You just, you know, could never come back.”

“Uhm…alright, well, I don’t exactly wanna leave…how long would this butler thing last for?” I ask. Surely it can’t be anything unreasonable-

“Bar you leaving, till the day you die.”

“Oh…” Once again, the room is filled with silence. Till the day I die huh? Yeah, not happening, I’d sooner leave. But…Rimi definitely isn’t going anywhere. Neither is Mina, or Take, or Grandma, or Tanya…I’d only have my dad, and he sent me away for a reason. So, where would I even go? Nowhere, I’d sincerely have nowhere, unless an aunt or a cousin opens their door to me…fuck. Fuck!

“So, I don’t really have a choice, do I?”

“It would appear by your expression that you really don’t.” Ying speaks, his voice growing serious.

“Well now, them’s the brakes I suppose. I look forward to spending time with you, my sweet little butler.” Miura smiles, and a sickness forms in my stomach.

All because I yelled at him.

All because I hurt his fucking feelings.

If I had anywhere else to go I’d jump over this table and beat his sorry ass so hard he’d cry.

But I don’t, so I can’t. Instead, I let my eyes fall to the table.

“I’ll get my stuff.”

“No need, we already have everything-”

“Then let me say goodnight.” I look at Ying, and he lets out a sigh.

“Five minutes. Go.” I get up as he rolls his eyes at me. Miura, too self satisfied to even bother noticing my disappearance, hums quietly to himself. I walk up the stairs, feeling a lump form in my throat. What the fuck did I do to deserve this. I stuck up for the girl I like? Is that seriously so bad it’s worth punishing?

Yuta Yuta…

What, got nothing to say this time?

…don’t cry. Let her go to sleep happy. She’s had a long day.

Right. Right, you’re right.

I force myself to swallow my tears before walking all the way upstairs and to my bedroom door. Gently opening it, I look inside and see Rimi laying there. Her chest is moving up and down, and she’s holding a pillow tight. I want to lay down next to her so badly…to stroke her hair and kiss her forehead and tell her how much I love her.

Miura…I fucking hate you. I hate you, I hate you, I fucking hate you! I swear to god I wanna fucking kill you!

Yuta Yuta, don’t think like that. Lets say goodnight and not cause a scene.

Yeah, right.

I walk over, moving her hair away from her forehead, and give it a gentle kiss. She seems to smile, holding her pillow tighter.

“Goodnight Rimi.”

“Mmmm…”

I grit my teeth. I hope, so deep inside of myself, that she’s dreaming of me. Even after today, and no matter what she does ever, I know I’ll still love her.

No matter what, I hope she’ll always be my Rimi.