Chapter 3- Scheme

The girls' past are narrated and a series of misfortunate events occur.

Chapter 3
6/17 2:30 P.M.

A blonde-haired blue eyed teenager was pacing through the sidewalk with his head pointed at the left direction.

He was a handsome guy, his height and physique were manly and his clothes suited him although he didn't wear anything expensive. If you can describe him with a phrase, you could probably call him as a simple but attractive person.

He was wearing a black v-neck shirt, a necklace that had the pendant tucked and hidden inside, plain old jeans, and slightly outdated rubber shoes. 

After a few steps he stopped in front of an urban electronics store that had powered on televisions on display.

"A mysterious black-suited person was able to stop more than a hundred people from being involved in a car accident this morning. Witnesses pointed out that the man not only stopped the truck from crashing unto the pedestrians, but he was also unharmed in the process. Reports have found no information regarding this mysterious person, but the police have been collecting data about the incident and are on the move to search for this person's identity. Here we have the CCTV footage of the incident.", the red haired formal clothed report announced with a serious tone.

The scene then cuts of to a low quality gray-scale video of a black-clothed man stopping the gigantic truck with one hand.

Due to this shocking report, a few people started gathering and started watching the television alongside the blonde-haired guy. Everyone was all so busy with chatting and murmuring at the report, while at the same time they were all watching the video with curious, perplexed eyes.

But even though the footage showed a very shocking situation, the blonde-haired guy did not give a single look at the footage and checked out nothing but the news lines.

/Poisoned sea water result in the fast decline of fish population near the Odaiba seaside; investigators found out that local fishermen have been practicing dynamite fishing, about 20 fishermen were arrested because of the incident. Corteśan industries donated a 40 million yen fishing yacht to the fishermen to help them clean the waters and to aid them in fishing. Fishermen are pleased with the donation and are wholeheartedly grateful with the industry's donation./

"Oh look honey, the newslines report another donation made by the Corteśan Industries.", said a woman bystander who was also staring at the tv. "Well, the owner is a really nice person. I can believe that if he just talk to those fishermen, they'd give up doing those illegal stuff and will probably rethink their way of doing things.", replied a male bystander. "That's true, he was able to convince other people who had done illegal doings to see things in a better light, as well.", the woman added. "I wonder what kind of person the owner of Corteśan Industries is like?", the man curiously wondered.

The blonde-haired boy, stared at the news lines and after a short while, he readjusted his posture and went back to pacing through the sidewalk. He kept walking, with a serious expression on his face, his hands in his pockets and his eyes deep in thought. He had an expression of both worry and confusion, like he was trying to uncover something, but he just couldn't get his thoughts organized.

'What is this feeling... I kinda feel that there's something wrong with those news reports lately, it feels like I'm missing something important.', the blonde haired boy pondered.

He stopped his steps, looked up in the sky, and started pulling out his right hand that was clenched tight as if he was holding unto something. He lifted his right hand that was still clenched and slowly opened his palm while holding unto an object that looked like a small card. It was a blue colored card framed with a golden rectangle, and written in the card is a name that everyone who have heard the news was familiar with. Benjamin Corteśan, also known as the owner of Corteśan Industries.

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6/17 5:06 P.M.

It was already way pass the dismissal time of average students when the two sisters, Sheila and Mae exited the school building and started to walk to the school gate. Only a small amount of students are still in school, some of them have clubs, some of them stayed in the library and some of them were at cleaning duty. But anyhow, most of the students have either gone home now or are currently in the middle of it.

The two sisters walked side by side and with both of them beside each other, their beauty intensified even more.

They were both carrying brown school briefcases and they held it in front of their skirts with both hands on the handle.

The pink-haired girl started speaking to the black-haired girl in an anxious manner, while still walking towards the front gate of the school, about a topic that occured earlier during their classes.

"Sis Mae, you didn't have to be so rough to them; you could've just turned them down politely. You were so mean to those people earlier."

"I had no choice, okay?.. They were too pushy, you know? They should be a little more respectful when it comes to other people's privacy. I hate it when people try to force you to do something even though you just told them you don't want to."

"But Sis, they're from the media, you know? Its their job to spread information to the public so as to get the people to be more aware of the environment."

"There are other people besides us that were in that incident, they could've just interviewed those others rather than interrupting our classes just to get for them to get their paychecks."

"You really are from the disciplinary committee, Sis. Your strong sense of discipline never wavers... although you need to discipline yourself as well. I understand your point since they did try to interrupt classes, but you didn't have to throw your bag unto them just to get them to leave. Violence doesn't resolve anything."

"Umuuu~ You really hurt my feelings like that when you lecture me like you're older than me..."

"Sometimes, I wonder if I should really be the one calling you Sis."

"You're so mean, Sheila-chan. That's not a good trait for the student council president.~"

"Ah! I'm not mean, Sis Mae! Geez, I'm only saying this because you did something wrong, alright? You should learn how to be more polite to people. You doing that would only increase your ranking on the secret poll the boys made about 'Hot Girls that I Would Never Date'."

"That's fine for me, I don't care about guys anyways. What about you? Are you still in the 'Hot Chicks You Could Only Dream About.. Cause Whatever You Do They'll Lecture You About Being Violent While Being Violent At Lecturing Themselves And Their Sister is The Awesomest Person Ever And-"

"S-Stop making up things, Sis!"

"Well, its true that the boys made a poll and you were in the top ten in ranking about 'Hot Girls You Can Only Dream About'."

"... ... Men are so weird, aren't they Sis?"

"Yeah, I've no plan in associating with them anyway."

"Uh-huh."

"..."

"... ? Wait!"

"Oh look at the sky! The sun is about to set!"

"Sis Mae! Are you trying to change the subject again? I told you to be less violent to others!"

"Oh look at those clouds that are shaped like cotton candy!"

"Sis! Stop avoiding the topic and-"

Sheila, for some reason, suddenly stopped her steps.

"Those clouds look like- ... ... huh? What's the matter Sheila? Why'd you stop?"

"Sis, do you know that person?"

"Who do you-"

Sheila lifted her left arm and pointed towards the direction outside the gate. Seeing this, Mae shifted her sight towards the direction she pointed him. They both stared at that direction and stood still gazing at the man Sheila pointed out.

Outside the gates, on the other side of the road, standing and leaning against the brick wall is a man. A man that for some reason, the girls noticed even though they never seem to notice anyone of the opposite sex.

Mae and Sheila have never been close to the opposite sex since birth. They treated males as monkeys that want nothing but their desires to be satisfied. They deemed males as the bottom of the list of people that they would ever wanna be with.

This might have been caused by the poor relationship of these girls to the men who went to the orphanage they came from. 

They came from an all-girls orphanage that takes care of those female children that have been abandoned by their parents. Although life wasn't that bad in the orphanage, since they were able to eat three times a day, they had a roof to protect them, they had warm comfortable beds and friends to play with, they were always troubled by the stress the caretaker of the orphanage felt trying to sustain the budget for the orphanage to take care of them.

The caretaker was a very beautiful, sweet and nice person. She had long blonde hair and a gentle face, and she also always wears her nun uniform and cross pendant that greatly increased her pure appearance.

She was always so kind and loving to the children she took care of; she encouraged them to reach for their dreams no matter how far away they are, she took utmost care of them whenever they got sick, she smiled and hugged them whenever they missed their parents, you could say that she became the mother of everyone who dwelled in the orphanage.

Being in the orphanage was a happy experience for the girls. They were able to have fun and smile even though they knew they were abandoned. It was one of the chapters in their lives where there were no troubles, where they felt like everyone around them is their friend, where they experienced their peaceful and calm lives together without having to worry about anything.

But, when everyone is smiling and enjoying their peaceful lives, a few mean-looking people, who were all from the opposite sex, barged into the orphanage wearing suits and demanded money from their caretaker. The men told the caretaker that if she didn't pay up after 3 days they would take the orphanage as their own.

The caretaker, who was in the verge of tears, knelt down and begged the men to extend the date to pay the price, but they didn't budge. They told her that if she couldn't pay money, then they need to take the title of the orphanage... or she could pay them, with 'herself'. When the caretaker heard that, her face turned red in anger and slapped the man who was speaking with all her might. She told the man that what he plans to do is wrong and that they should think about the children rather than their own selfish desires.

But, these men did not give an ear to her. After the man got slapped on the cheek, he just laughed together with the other men. 'They all looked like dumb apes', Mae thought. A few of the children including Mae and Sheila peeked through the corner of the open door and watched the scene. They saw their caretaker who was crying and at the same time angry while looking at the laughing men.

The man who was slapped stood up and told the caretaker with a devious smile, "The children or yourself, you choose". It was a matter of life and death to the caretaker; she wanted the children to live, but if she chose them, then she would be forced to betray God and that is death is to her. She kept her purity for all the years she lived and now she will be used as a plaything for these filthy men. Not only would her body be used by others, she would also have to give up all the happiness that she would experience from living her life. She would have to suffer in these filthy men's hands and give her life to them, she would be nothing but a piece of meat with a name and that is what terrifies her.

But if she chose herself then the children would have to suffer living in the streets again. They would be forced to live an empty life where they suffer from lack of food, lack of shelter and lack of guidance. The reason she was working so diligently was for these children. She budgeted all the money the government have given them, she even took short-term jobs to earn extra money, but since it was a small rundown orphanage, it wasn't given much attention and since she was not a trained professional, she didn't have a lot of jobs she can take on.

The children could be transferred to other orphanages, but in turn they will have to go their separate ways from one another and their home that they have come to love will be taken by people who don't know how meaningful their orphanage was to them.

She loved the children like they were her own. She wanted to see them grow, she wanted them to stay together, she wanted them to keep showing their heartfelt smiles to her, she wanted them to look back at where they have grown once they grow up, and say this is where 'me and my family' used to live. She wanted them to be together until they become big enough to take care of themselves.

But now, she's burdened with a choice. She wanted 'her family' to be together, but she wanted to experience happiness in the process. She wanted to be with them, she desperately wanted them to stay together.

In three days time, she looked for every single work that she could apply in, she tried every work where she was accepted, she asked for every person that can let her borrow money. She went on three days without sleeping a single wink. But she knew to herself that in those three days, there's no way she could ever sleep.

But... after giving it her all, she was only able to garner a small amount of money, she was awake for three whole days but she wasn't able to obtain the amount of money she needed. On the end of the third day, she was not only exhausted, she was also terrified.

The day came and she knew there was no backing out now, that this was the day for her decision. She made her choice at that moment, she told herself that if its for them I'll sacrifice whatever I have. She knew that she couldn't get them to be unhappy, so she was deliberating of asking for her friends in church to take care of them. But even though hope looked like it had a slim chance of working, she still prayed. She prayed to the Lord and asked for a savior, she asked for someone to save them from this situation.

When the men came, she gave them the small amount of money she obtained, but they didn't take it and instead they tossed it on the ground. They already knew that was nearly enough to pay for the orphanages' loan. 

The children who were troubled by how stressed the caretaker was in the past few days, again peeked inside the room and saw the caretaker crying her heart out, while the men all had their creepy grins showing.

But at the time she was almost about to declare her decision of giving herself to them, a female wearing a business suit asked the children to let her through the door, walked in and threw an open briefcase with the money they asked on the floor as well. Shocked, the men asked her who she was. She grinned a devious and sexy grin and answered with a tone of mockery: "I'm Mizuki Nakahara, owner of the Nakahara industries. And I'm here to save those in need!"

Back to the scene earlier, Mae stared at the man Sheila pointed to. The man had blonde hair, blue eyes and a handsome face to top it off; if they were like any other girl, they would be fascinated by this young man's looks and charm, but unlike other girls they stared at him for another reason.

"For some reason I can't explain, that man seems so familiar.", Sheila said with a slightly confused tone.

"... ... That guy..."

The man who they stared at was checking his phone. After a few seconds, he put the phone back in his pocket, lifted his gaze towards the girls and smiled.

His smile was so calming and peaceful that the girls, even though they had no interest in guys, got absorbed in it. Even though there's no way they can prove it, the girls felt deep inside that that smile was a smile someone would only show to the people he care about the most. They felt as if they knew this person for a long time, like he was someone they had a really close relationship with.

Just a short while after he smiled, the guy started pacing closer to the school. He walked with his hands in his pockets and held that gentle smile with every step.

The girls, seeing this, thought to themselves what should do. Without a single word in exchange, they already figured what they wanted to do.

Just as the guy stepped forward, the girls continued their steps as well. They wanted to know why they felt like they know this person and what relationship did they have with him.

'Who is he? ... And why do I feel like, like I know him?', the girls wondered this to themselves. They never got close to any males in their lives that's what they remembered. Whoever it is, teachers, students, classmates, and even their mother's business partners, they never opened their hearts to anyone of the opposite gender. They never cared about men and they never reached out to any of them.

But this guy, this guy that they had just seen today, made their hearts tremble as if they knew this person in a place and in a time they don't remember. It was like they met this person once, but their memories don't have this person imprinted in them. It was like he had a certain connection to them at a time, but for some reason they forgot that he existed in their lives.

They paced closer and closer to the school gate, they got nearer and nearer the person they gazed at. They had nothing else in mind, but to know who that person is and what his relationship with them is. As they got out of the school gate, the protection squad, their bodyguards came to escort them to the car. They were positioned just a few meters away from the school gate so they had to go closer to get to the ladies.

The ladies, were not heading towards their car however, they were heading towards the other side of the road where the man was walking through. They ignored their bodyguards and were about to get close to the guy.

When they were about to meet however, the guy changed his expression from his gentle and calm smile to a terrified and panicked expression. He quickly pulled his left arm out his pocket and stretched it in front of him, he quickened his pace and started running.

The girls were confused, they wondered why he changed his expression and posture all of a sudden.

Suddenly, a black Lamborghini, raced through the streets at full speed.

The guy who was now running with all his might pulled his breath and screamed at the top of his longs: "RUN AWAY!"

The black Lamborghini suddenly opened its doors just beside the girls and a dark skinned man, who had blonde dyed Mohawk forcibly pulled them inside the car.

The girls, who were too surprised to react, were pulled into the car without being able to resist.

The Protection Squad immediately saw this and those who were outside the car, immediately ran towards the car planning to intercept the dark skinned man.

But, after having pulled the ladies inside, the car started speeding through the road again.

Having left with no other options, the Protection Squad got into the Nakahara family's car and started racing through the streets trying to catch up to the kidnappers' car.

The kidnappers raced through the streets. In an attempt to escape their pursuers, they made several turns and tried to get rid of the Protection Squad. The Protection Squad, however, kept following the kidnappers' car , they knew they had the advantage since their car was faster than those of the kidnappers'.

However, when they passed through the market district and where about to reach the kidnappers' car. They heard something beep exactly where they drove.

*BOOOOOOOMMM* A bomb exploded causing a large fire in the market district. The Nakahara family's car was clouded by all the smoke and fire. The kidnappers only raced away from the scene like nothing happened.

The Protection Squad members had luckily jumped out of the car before the bomb came off, this was probably due to the training they had experienced. But unfortunately, they were severely injured since they weren't able to get away far enough.

Those from the Squad who were still conscious, can only click their tongues and bow their heads down in disgrace. They all had similar thoughts in their minds right now. They failed to protect their family, they failed to protect their mistresses and now they desperately need someone to save their mistresses.

Those kidnappers were one step ahead of them; they raced through the road and grabbed the girls when they were most vulnerable, considered the girls' time of dismissal, and placed the bomb at the exact location they wanted their bodyguards to pass through.

They knew they had lost, they knew that they were outwitted by those scum, but now they have no choice but to ask for help. They can't win against the enemy with their members all injured and weak. They can only trust those who will help them to save the girls from harm.

The only thing they can do now is to wish for the safety of the girls and hope for the best.