Ayanokouji Kiyotaka's POV

"From now on, you will stay here for a while."

Even though I don't believe in reality. But I really got out of the White Room. Right in front of my eyes, a huge mansion, the garden here is also very spacious. It feels so new to a person who has been imprisoned by that man all his life.

I looked around this place curiously, not blinking even once. For a moment, I memorised everything in the garden. Anyway, I just stayed here for a long time to get out of sight of the government. But it was not easy, the man used his old relationship with a notorious Yakuza clan and some powerful people in government agencies.

When I saw that man walking, I spontaneously followed behind. Stepping inside the mansion, I saw a strange man standing solemnly and waiting for us. That outfit, he is a housekeeper. According to the book in White Room, the housekeeper is a hired person who takes care of the housework of a rich family. I roughly understand that this housekeeper will take care of me during my time here.

"Happy home, boss!"

That housekeeper solemnly hunched his back down, his voice was respectful and careful with that man. Although the clothes have covered the whole body, I can clearly see that this butler's muscles are very toned and clearly visible. Because I don't look directly, I only indirectly look through the fabric, so it's difficult to judge.

But with that man's personality, it would be strange if he arranged an ordinary person to take care of me. This butler may be a professional martial artist hired to physically train me on days when I'm not in the White Room.

"Kiyotaka, this is butler Matsuo. From now on, he will take care of you during your time here."

"Hello, Kiyotaka-sama! My name is Matsuo—"

Before Matsuo could finish his sentence, I interrupted with an emotionless tone:

"The name is just a tool to help people recognise each other, I care about your name. Tell me, what are your abilities? What can I learn from you?"

I once heard some guides in the White Room talking about my name "Kiyotaka". They mocked and laughed because this was the name of my mother's lover. But I don't really care about that. But I feel so annoying when I hear other people talk about my name.

Now, I'm observing Matsuo's expression. Sure enough, he is not normal, his expression has not changed even a little. If comparing Matsuo with the White Room guide, I affirm that Matsuo's spirit is superior.

After a few seconds of silence, I felt Matsuo's face stretch out. The softest, warmest voice I've ever heard, it's coming from Matsuo's mouth.

"Anything humans can learn."

A very confident answer and not specific to strengths or weaknesses.

That man didn't care, he didn't say anything more to me. He walked towards the main door.

Until that man came out of the mansion.

"Do you want to drink tea, Kiyotaka-sama?"

"No."

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"Ah!"

My body just hit the floor hard, just a few seconds ago. I predicted all the opponent's movements, but not as I expected. Even if I knew in advance how Matsuo would attack. My body also can't react to Matsuo's speed. The feeling of pain came through my flesh.

Matsuo is too strong. . .

He is stronger than any White Room guide I have ever faced. This butler possesses an incredible power and speed.

My guess is wrong. What made the difference was not speed, but another power that interfered with the match between the two of us.

I was curious, decided to ask Matsuo directly:

"What is that? Speed is not an issue here. Am I right?"

"Your intuition is very sharp, Kiyotaka-sama. Even though you have reached the limit of a human being. But it is very commendable that you can recognise supernatural powers."

Supernatural power? This concept is not realistic, but it explains a lot in the last short match. If Matsuo possesses supernatural powers, it is not strange that he can defeat me so easily.

"I will teach you about this power with a small condition."

"Sorry, I'm the owner here. I have the authority to order you to do anything. Surely that man also knows about this power, after he is eliminated, I will be assigned to someone new to take care of."

"You're not wrong. But the boss can't arrange it right now. Because he is very busy with the government now, he will probably have to wait for a year or two. I wonder if you can be patient until then?"

Matsuo captured my personality. When I start to be curious about something. I just expect myself to be satisfied. I'm very annoyed when the questions I wonder can't be answered. A year or two years is too long for me to endure.

"What is your condition?"

"Let's learn more about the relationship between people."

What does this condition mean?

The relationship between people. Since I was a child, I was not taught about that. I learn more about the relationship that can be visualised as friends, lovers, family, enemies. But I immediately deny good relationships such as friends and lovers. Even that man, my father, is willing to see me as a useful tool for his ideals. And my mother sees me as a commodity used to trade and make money.

Even those who gave birth to me, they can throw me away if it benefits them. The relationship between children and parents is linked by blood. I don't believe that friends and lovers can always be by my side. I affirm that friends, lovers, family and emotions that create good relationships are just illusions.

Benefit comes first, as long as I bring great benefits, no one will throw me away. As long as someone else is useful, I will appreciate that person as a useful tool. That thought was deeply engrained in my head. But that is not the innate thought of a young man like me, it belongs to that man.

"The other condition, I don't want to waste time on useless things." I decided to negotiate a little with Matsuo.

"This is not in vain, Kiyotaka-sama. If you don't want to learn more about human relationships, then I have no reason to teach you."

"He was the housekeeper hired by that man to come here to take care of and teach me about that power. That's your duty and responsibility, I believe you know how cruell that man is."

Despite hearing the very cold threat from me, Matsuo's facial muscles still did not change. He still keeps a smile on his face. This makes me really feel uncomfortable. The first person made me feel frustrated and there was no way to relieve it.

"I will study. . . Are you satisfied?" I stared at Matsuo and accepted defeat in this mental match. After I finished my studies, that's when Matsuo became useless to me. I won't need him anymore.

Matsuo just smiled gently at me.

"Congratulations on your journey to find yourself."

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