Tsutomu Kaito's bedroom was very large. It was on the top floor of the villa. The servant in black pushed up his glasses, walked through the long corridor, and led Tsutomu Kaito to the elevator. He reached out and pressed the button for the elevator.

He was a little worried that Tsutomu Kaito would be suspicious, so he took a deep breath and tried to make himself look natural. He turned around and smiled. "Young Master, you must be tired after working for the whole day. Master specifically instructed me not to let the Young Master be too tired. Let's go down directly from here."

Tsutomu Kaito heard this and scratched his head in embarrassment. "No, it's not hard. I've made Father worry."

The silver-haired boy's face was slightly red. The servant couldn't help but be stunned. The way he looked at Tsutomu Kaito also changed.

He often heard his master mention this boy. According to Mamoru Inaba, Tsutomu's Young Master was arrogant, cold, paranoid, and unrestrained. He never said that he was so shy.

"No, Master wouldn't lie to me."

The servant thought that he must be pretending. After a while, when there was no one around, he would reveal his fox tail.

After all, Mamoru Inaba saved his mother. He was a kind person. He wouldn't lie to him.

While the servant was lost in thought, the boy's voice rang out.

He saw him walk into the elevator without any defense. He grabbed the metal handrail and smiled at him. "Come in quickly. Let's go down quickly. I'm so hungry.

Hey, be careful. "

The servant instantly came back to his senses. He found that his foot was in the gap of the elevator. He awkwardly moved his foot away, hurriedly bowed to thank him, and quickly walked in.

Little Cherin also wriggled its chubby body in and laid on Tsutomu Kaito's shoulder like a rascal. Tsutomu Kaito looked around and praised Cherin. "This elevator is so big and beautiful."

Little Cherin rolled its eyes. "Country bumpkin!"

"Shorty!" Tsutomu Kaito replied.

"You — who are you calling short?!"

Lord Cherin had clearly never been ridiculed like this before. His eyes widened as he extended a fleshy finger, trembling in anger.

Tsutomu Kaito almost laughed out loud.

"Let's see if I don't electrocute you to death after dinner, weak human!"

Tsutomu Kaito, who had already completed a quest, wasn't afraid at all. He snorted and secretly stuck his tongue out at him.

Little Cherin said, "Stop winking at me and press the elevator button!"

Only then did Tsutomu Kaito realize that the two of them were just standing there. The elevator had stopped steadily at the top floor, and the attendant who had brought him in was in a daze.

He wasn't sure which floor the hall was on, but as the Young Master of Tsutomu's house, he couldn't ask. He could only stand at the end of the hall and wait for the attendant to press the elevator button.

"Kid, what do you think he's doing? Why is he just standing there?"

Little Cherin turned his head and saw that the attendant in black was acting very strangely. He seemed to be hesitating about something. He frowned with difficulty, then finally reached out and pressed the silver button at the bottom of the elevator.

"Haha, he seems to have forgotten which floor we're going to!"

Cherin rolled its eyes. "Do you think everyone is as stupid as you?"

Tsutomu Kaito tilted his head and glared at him.

After the attendant finished pressing the button, a thin layer of sweat appeared on his palms. He nervously turned around to observe the boy's reaction.

Tsutomu Kaito wasn't looking at him. Instead, he was staring at Little Cherin. However, from the attendant's angle, he couldn't see Cherin at all. He swallowed his saliva and nervously said, "Master asked me to tell you to go to the garage."

"Garage?" Little Cherin keenly smelled the scent of danger.

Tsutomu Kaito also felt that something was wrong. "Garage?

Why would father want to … "

Before Tsutomu Kaito could finish his words, the exposed attendant suddenly took a step forward and punched him in the stomach.

Tsutomu Kaito wasn't prepared. He groaned in pain and subconsciously clutched his stomach and squatted down.

The attendant gritted his teeth and slashed his neck. The boy's entire body stiffened for a moment. The next second, his body went limp and he fell to the smooth floor.

The air instantly quieted down.

The boy's silver hair scattered in the metallic elevator, like a beautiful and soft flower that suddenly bloomed. The attendant's pupils shrank because of the dazzling color.

Inaba Mamoru's voice could be heard from the earpiece.

"Idiot, are you done yet? Why are you taking so long to catch a piece of trash?"

"I'm done, Master."

"Then hurry up and bring him here!"

"Yes, I'm coming."

The attendant bent down and reached out to pick up the boy who had already fainted.

The boy's body twitched for a moment. Then, his eyes closed tightly and his brows furrowed slightly. He had completely lost consciousness and was leaning weakly against the attendant's chest.

The attendant called out tentatively, "Young Master Tsutomu Kaito?"

The boy didn't speak.

The attendant moved a little, and his hand fell limply. The tip of his silver hair was stained with blood from the corner of his mouth.

The attendant was shocked and quickly reached out to check his breathing.

"Ding."

The elevator door opened. Mamoru Inaba was wearing casual clothes and stood at the door with his hands behind his back. When he saw this scene, he couldn't help but frown and ask, "You killed him?"

The attendant shook his head. "He just fainted."

"Hmph, I knew it.

He's still so weak. A simple kick and he fainted. "

The attendant didn't say much. He just lowered his head and said, "Let's go, Master."

Mamoru Inaba looked a little like Tsutomu Kaito. His eyes were big and the ends of his eyes were long, but his gaze was very different from Tsutomu Kaito's.

At this moment, he looked at the boy in the attendant's arms as if he was looking at a stray dog and snorted.

"Throw him in the corner and wake him up with water. If I don't make him kneel and beg for mercy today, he'll really think he's Young Master!"

*

Nanao Saiki went to the top floor.

He had just called the director of the STW and asked him about his superpowers. The director stammered and didn't say anything, which made Qi Mu, who was holding the communicator, a little anxious.

And this anxiety completely exploded when he found that Tsutomu Kaito wasn't playing games in his room.

He walked out and took off the controller without hesitation. With a gloomy face, he activated the search skill and finally locked onto a private garage on the second floor of the basement.

He saw Mamoru Inaba's arrogant face.

He lowered his head and blocked the silver-haired boy with his back. He didn't know what he was saying.

But in the next second, Qi Mu heard a familiar sobbing sound.

It was Kojin's voice.

"Bastard!"

Nanao Saiki activated his skill almost instantly and arrived on the second floor of the basement. Unfortunately, teleportation had a cooldown of three seconds. He cursed fiercely and ran toward the garage.

The lights in the garage were off, and all the cameras had been destroyed. Tsutomu Kaito was lying in the corner and was awakened by someone splashing cold water on him.

"Ouch, it hurts."

He struggled to open his eyes and found himself lying on the cold concrete floor. There was a sharp pain in his lower abdomen and neck. He curled up and was lifted up by the back of his neck.

He saw Mamoru Inaba smiling nastily and trembling as he called out, "Co- cousin."

"Slap!"

A crisp slap landed on the boy's fair face. Tsutomu Kaito sucked in a breath. His eyes were red from the pain and he lowered his head in fear.

Mamoru Inaba laughed irritatingly. "Young Master Tsutomu, why don't you look at me?"

Tsutomu Kaito's lower abdomen was in pain. His limbs felt heavy and stiff as if they were filled with ice.

He didn't dare to speak or look at him. He hovered in the air and curled his body into a ball.

"Weren't you pretty strong during the day? What, are you mute?!"

"Tsutomu Kaito, I told you to look at me!"

Mamoru Inaba suddenly let go of his hand and kicked Tsutomu Kaito in the chest as if he had gone mad. Tsutomu Kaito lost his balance and staggered. His back slammed into the hard wall.

His internal organs churned and he almost fainted from the pain.

Mamoru Inaba shouted at the waiter, "You, go and lift his head!"

The waiter walked over and reached out to hold his chin.

Mamoru Inaba rolled up his sleeves and ran his fingers through his hair. "Apologize to me!"

Tsutomu Kaito's breathing was heavy. He was in so much pain that he was about to cry. He trembled as he begged for mercy. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Please don't hit me."

Mamoru Inaba's lips curled up. He stepped on his thigh and laughed. "At least you know what's good for you!"

He patted his face lightly.

Tsutomu Kaito was about to curl up into a ball. He couldn't help but cry. "Please, don't hit me. Cousin, I beg you."

The waiter also reminded him, "Master, you can't hit him anymore. Something bad will happen."

Mamoru Inaba curled his lips and revealed a disappointed expression.

He felt that it wasn't enough. He reached out and grabbed his hair, forcing him to look at him. "Young Master, call me Daddy."

Tsutomu Kaito frowned. Although he was scared, he still showed a disgusted expression.

"Hey, you dare to stare at me?" Mamoru Inaba suddenly became angry and slapped him again. "Grandson!

Don't you sound so sweet when you call me uncle all the time? I can't stand your attitude in front of everyone. Call me uncle, call me uncle! "

He pulled hard and tore off a few strands of hair.

Tsutomu Kaito finally couldn't take it anymore. He broke down and cried.

Mamoru Inaba didn't let it go. He tightened his grip and shouted, "Are you going to call me Uncle or not?"

"Yes, I will. Let go of my hand."

Mamoru Inaba nodded in satisfaction. He listened to the boy call for his father in a broken voice.

He stepped on his leg and pointed his thumb at the car next to him. He threatened him.

"Tsutomu Kaito, I'm warning you. I'll get someone to throw you on the car later. Your injuries were caused by you speeding. It has nothing to do with me. Do you hear me?!"

Tsutomu Kaito sobbed. "I hear you. It has nothing to do with you. I hear you."

Mamoru Inaba stood up straight, patted the dust off his clothes, and ordered arrogantly, "Throw him on the car!"

After he finished speaking, he waited for the obedient servant puppet to do it for him. But this time, the garage was silent.

"Idiot!

I'll let you … "

Before Mamoru Inaba finished speaking, he saw the servant who had fainted on the ground. He raised his head. Before he could make a sound, his hair was pulled and he was lifted up by a young man.

Nanao Saiki's expression was gloomy. His left eye was slightly narrowed, and his whole body was emitting a dangerous aura.