The Heir's Naughty Twins
12. Clues

Shin sighed. "Ma yokayo's. So, what should I look for?" [Well, yasudah.]

"Eros Prajapati."

"Huh?"

The Japanese tongue must have been very difficult to pronounce the name, so Yujerian had Shin change for a moment its location and computer language, then spell out one by one the letters.

"Uwwah, nani kore? Yomi nai." [Uwwah, what is this? Can't be read.]

"Make it up to me, Aniki."

He read a number of posts about Eros Prajapati on screen. There is a shock in Yujerian when he sees that his father is actually from Indonesia, the same country as Hestia.

But it was not as surprising as he saw a photo of a cold-faced man who appeared to be sitting at the meeting table of a tall building with a number of other people.

"I think he looks a bit like you?" Shin tilted his face, puzzled himself. "But his eyes are gray, while yours are brown. Maybe not him?"

No. gabe. Therehewas.

Her face was similar to Yuveria's as her sister was being resentful and staring coldly at the person she considered an enemy.

"What do you think he is?"

"Of course." Yujerian shrugged his shoulders. "I'm just looking for the name of one of my mom's business cards. Not necessarily him."

"Omae na." "You're this.]

"...."

"Don't be too cold to cover things up. If my father wasn't around, I'd look for him. You're not doing anything wrong."

Shin scrolled the screen even though he could not carry his writing. He got an article in English, but since he didn't memorize too many words, he had a bit of trouble as well.

"The hair of Purajaputi."

"...."

"Hey, that's not too weird, is it? Your mother was a great woman and your father came from a Puraja family-this-is-nothing."

"I can't be sure of anything, Aniki. There is no information about the man either."

"Is there no writing here?"

"Only about his efforts. It doesn't tell me if he's my father or not."

"He's married?"

Shin seemed dissatisfied, but could not force anything if Yujerian himself behaved like that.

"If there's anything I can do, just say it. I will also be happy to help you and Hestia-san."

For now Yujerian felt it was enough.

Because at least he already knew what the face of the person who was likely his father was.

...*...

"Boss."

Norman walked into Eros' room as he was about to take off his clothes.

He wanted to protest and slightly told him to learn tatakrama if he called Eros the boss, but what he offered held back the protest.

"Look at this."

Eros stared. Just a paper from an e-mail with strange danger writing. "What's that?"

"We just got this e-mail. It's Korean. It means 'what's your regret?'."

What then? "Do you think I should waste time responding to such games?"

"I'm not talking about that, boss. But this." Norman pointed to a number of dots at the bottom of the writing. "It's morse code."

Eros. Staring at himself a row of dots that do seem unusual even though he still thinks this is just a prank e-mail from someone.

Morse code. It's 'my mom and I are here'.

"I'd ignore it if it was just a simple e-mail. Of course I also think it's someone's prank. But making morse code and again," Norman pointed to the sender's name, "the address was falsified. It was not shipped in Korea, but rather Japan. Just Harajuku."

"Do you think there's a meaning?"

"For God's sake, Boss. Use your eyes." He pointed again at the sender. "Aooioootosoeoooh's search. If all the o's are removed, then reversed, that's the name of the woman the Boss is looking for is half-crazy."

Eros jerks. Only then did he realize it was true.

Who'sisthis?

Why did the name Hestia suddenly appear after all these years he searched like a madman and never found it?

...*...