Meeting The Ceo In The Future

This was the first time that she saw her father laughing so genuinely and being so jolly and jocund.

Ren and Aiko took them inside their magnificent and large ballroom.

When Itsumi walked in, she gasped in surprise and caught her breath.

The room was five hundred feet long by three hundred feet wide, with the ceiling stretching up another two hundred feet above my head. It made her feel smaller than the grains of sand on the shores of the Miyakojima, A island in Miyakojima, where Itsumi would often have visited with her parents and even after her mum passed away, her father would try his best to take her out to Mijakujima, the place with her most sweet and attached memories,at least once a month. The walls were a glittering gold, so bright and shiny That Itsumi practically felt the need to throw up her arms and shield herself from their glare. Three dozen glittering crystal chandeliers spiraled down from the ceiling, which was the exact shade of blue of a sunny summer day in August, sending a lovely diffused golden light over the ballroom's occupants. And how they glittered as well.

Itsumi had never been in a place where she ever felt so small, or so ordinary.

Aiko took Itsumi's arms took her to a group of women who were flowing, elaborately-bejeweled ball gowns of the most beautiful shades of emerald and ruby and amethyst. 

They smelled of sweet lavender and daisies, and every other flower which grew in the garden outside the villa.

Aiko introduced Itsumi , who was lightly smiling and bowed down to greet them.

The women slightly acknowledged her and continued their low chatter as they talked among themselves and laughed, seemingly completely at ease.

Aiko shrugged and gave Itsumi a smile.

She leaned in and whispered

' These are the prestigious boasters. The things that they only care about are their nails, hair and their ŀȧp dogs. '

Itsumi smirked.

She was from one of the most wealthiest families in Japan, but her neither her or her father were the media feasters.

Suddenly, she heard some loud tapping sounds.

It was Ren tapping the microphone in the middle of the ballroom.

'Ahem Ahem! I apologise to disturb you My dear family and friends. But I would like to make an announcement.

As you all know, The reason why you are here is no other then my dear old friend, Dai Tsuki, coming here with his daughter, after 6 and a half years, The beautiful and mesmerizing, Dai Itsumi.'

Ren concluded and started clapping.

The claps of the audience was deafening as Aiko took Itsumi to Ren. They could hear booming hoots from the backs as Tsuki went over to Ren and beamed over, his eyes twinkling.

Itsumi was radiant when she saw how her father was gleaming.

Then Ren took the microphone again and said,

' At last! Here he comes from the Door. Itsumi, meet my son and your childhood friend,