
Ushijima takes Akashi to his father's house. The house is very simple and inversely proportional to the house owned by Akashi so far. But Akashi can feel the comfort of the house when he set foot into the house, especially where Akashi was welcomed by his father and stepmother Ushijima.
"Then you go in first to rest. Let me prepare lunch for you" said Ushijima's stepmother, Mrs Mira.
"Okay, thank you." Ushijima seemed a little awkward to respond to his stepmother, he immediately pulled Akashi towards the Guest room which his Father and stepmother had lent to them.
And for the first time, Akashi felt uncomfortable in that room. Not that he meant to be arrogant, but he felt that the room was hot and too small compared to his room.
He stood in the doorway for a long time, saying nothing but gazing at every corner of the guest room. Ushijima who realized that his sister seemed unfamiliar with their current situation, patted Akashi gently on the shoulder with a long sigh.
"I know the same thing you think, but this room is the only place we can sleep now."
"I know," lamented Akashi who immediately walked in and stopped grumbling in his own mind. He observed every corner of the room, even he also opened the closet many times.
"Where are my school clothes for Monday?" ask Akashi.
"Look down, I've asked Papa to help you take your clothes off my mom." Ushijima was busy staring at the calendar hanging on the wall.
"Good, I don't want to skip school for nothing." Akashi stared out the window.
"You don't have to worry about anything anymore, Akashi. And I think you can stop thinking about the problems at home, I -"
Akashi looked at Ushijima, "I don't understand what you're saying, but obviously I'm in need of an ointment to wound my back right now."
"God! I thought you were worried... Forget it, I'll get you an ointment." Ushijima smiled and walked out of the House. He was already embarrassed enough to worry about Akashi.
"What's up, Wakatoshi? Rarely did Papa see you smile like this" said his father who accidentally passed Ushijima.
"It's okay, Pa. Oh yeah, Papa's P3K box has an ointment of his wound?" ask Ushijima.
"What the hell doesn't know, but let's see ya." Ushijima's father walked straight to the kitchen, or rather he picked up a box on top of the refrigerator that seemed to contain a home P3K.
For a long time he reached into the contents of the box and took out a fresh wound ointment to Ushijima.
"Fortunately Papa just bought a few days ago because your sister is still small and likes to run around." Ushijima's father immediately gave the wound ointment to Ushijima.
"Thank you" Ushijima said with a smile.
"Who did it for?" ask his father who would be curious, because he did not find any injuries in the body of his son.
"Make Akashi" replied Ushijima, who rarely kept anything from his father. And it seems that the father who really does not know anything, chose not to ask more deeply if the child did not want to tell him anything.
"It doesn't matter if it's too hard to say. You know, if that's privacy for you." Ushijima's father patted Ushijima on the shoulder.
Ushijima nodded and smiled, "I went back to the room first huh, Pa. See you at the family dinner."
Ushijima immediately left, he could not lie to his heart that he was very lucky to have the figure of a great father like he has now. Obviously there are far-reaching differences between Father and Master Masaomi, both positive and negative.
In a hurry, he walked towards his room to immediately deliver the wound ointment to Akashi. And the move stopped just a few steps from the doorway, when he listened to Akashi's voice calling someone.
"Please stop! I'll rethink your wish, this time understand." Akashi's voice sounded different than usual, as if he was trying to force himself to beg someone.
"I know! But you should understand, not everything about your wishes and desires should I obey. Wakatoshi doesn't deserve all my mistakes, stop playing sneaky or you'll take the consequences from me." Akashi's tone is getting stronger, he did not hesitate to yell at his interlocutor.
"I'll kill you, if you still insist on threatening me again." Akashi glared sharply, he really looked angry and was protecting someone.
And as soon as he ended the call, then Ushijima showed himself with suspicion when his name was mentioned in the conversation.
"What were you threatened with?" ask Ushijima.
"You're apparently eavesdropping on my conversation."
"Yes, I don't usually see you this angry to protect someone." Ushijima gave the ointment to Akashi.
"If I'm sick of seeing you angry to protect me" said Akashi, who made Ushijima smile. He had no problem at all, if Ushijima knew what he was currently keeping secret. Although he was trying to keep this a secret from Ushijima.
"So, what did he threaten you with? Who's the guy who called you?" ask Ushijima once more.
Akashi closes the Window curtains, knowing that it is getting dark and time is beginning to spin rapidly on its axis. He couldn't possibly let the curtains stay open in this densely populated neighborhood. Unlike his house which has a large field, his father Ushijima's house is adjacent to the house of other residents.
"Secretary Kenta would like to bribe the ministry staff who financed your sports scholarship" Akashi told a slightly surprised Ushijima.
"Just calm down, I'll make sure that your scholarship to live and train at one of the international clubs will not be revoked. You'll still be a national team player anyway, I can't be that quick to let you fall when you saved me." Akashi smiled, he did not want Ushijima to think about it.
"If your uncle is going to cancel my sports scholarship at an international club, I don't have a problem at all."
Akashi frowned, he was completely confused as to the direction Ushijima was talking right now.
"You crazy? Just a fool wasting such a good opportunity, you're not the lucky one who has wealth like me."
Akashi really did not like Ushijima's statement just now, because Ushijima should not have wasted such a great opportunity.
"You're not kidding me, Akashi Seijuro. I'm very serious this time and I don't intend to be provoked or demeaned by anyone."
"Okay, if you're sure of that statement. So, what's the reason?" ask Akashi.
"There's no specific reason whatsoever, I don't think sacrificing for the sake of that brother is a problem. Anyway, I'm very confident about my abilities and I'm sure there will be a lot of great clubs willing to sign me."
"Victim, are you sure you want to fall into the mud for your brother? Are you sure you won't regret it, Ushijima-San?" ask Akashi.
"Yes, no problem. Besides, I'm pretty sure that the mud isn't dirty mud. It was also a mud made of gold powder" Ushijima replied.
"When have you been this confident?" asked Akashi who could not stop smiling at Ushijima's change. Usually, he is just a flat person who is reluctant to express anything and often hides his arrogance in the heart.
"Since I've known you, I think I've been exposed to the virus of your confidence." Ushijima immediately took back the ointment in Akashi's hands.
"Let me help you put on the ointment" said Ushijima, who was only nodding by Akashi.