I'll Never Return... | By : Mina-chan95 Category: +S through Z > Togainu no Chi Views: 159 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: This story was made for fun and definitely NOT for making profit or money out of it. Trust me, Mina only sees writing as a hobby and her passion. More important, I do NOT own Togainu no Chi. |
A/N (From 2023-12-14): Alright!~
And I'm back with the new chapter before ending this year ^^
So, as always,
Enjoy!~
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Thus, within the first sunbeams breaking through the gaps of the curtains and the chirping birds outside, Shiro finally stretches out and opens his eyes.
However, when the silver-haired young man instinctively rolls to check the time, he realizes his mother won’t call him for breakfast this morning. After all, it’s not even his room, or he belongs here.
Shiro is still surprised at how he slept in such a place.
Even the luxurious, pre-war Western design apartment, which the most powerful man in the country assigned to him after learning about his new routine, is alien to him, and he cannot get used to living there.
More so, unlike Shiro’s home, it lacks comfort and warmth.
Thankfully, the old wall phone links him to a bygone era he can't revisit. That’s why hearing his mother’s voice brings him an overwhelming sense of comfort.
In any case, he understands that he must get up and prepare for today.
Some time passed. As Shiro stands before the mirror, he fixes the tie and the collar and puts on the military cap on his head.
When his gloved palm brushes through the fabric of his uniform, he softens his gaze and sighs.
No matter how difficult for him to believe, the military secretary who faces him in the mirror reflection is him.
It’s not just a strange dream, but a new reality he must accept. After all, he is now a subordinate of the ruthless tyrant who rules with an iron fist, no longer a student of Heisei University.
He also understands that this uniform is not a decoration, but a sign of high status. With it comes a mountain of responsibilities that Shiro hopes not to be overwhelmed in a single day.
Suddenly, his further thoughts are interrupted by the beeping car outside. Currently, the secretary with silver hair recollects Commander Shiki mentioning that he will be picked up by one of his drivers in the morning.
Instead of wasting more time, Shiro puts on the long, dark coat and leaves through the door.
Thus, he mentally prepares himself for starting not just a day but also a new chapter in his life, with its challenges and hardships.
After a while, he arrives at the office building. Unlike yesterday, the driver holds the car door open for him, and the guards salute him and allow him inside.
For sure such a change of attitude towards him contrasts with day and night.
At the moment, he is unsure whether people around him respect him out of fear of violating the commander’s orders.
Even when a few officers see him, they fix themselves when they accidentally speak Captain Akira’s name.
Yet, he cannot bring himself to be mad at the same people who mistreated him. He was just an alien here, and they were only following the orders, right? Shiro wonders while being escorted to Shiki’s office.
Soon enough, the gray-eyed male arrives at the office, and the person leading him knocks on the door, informing him about his presence. After receiving permission, this man opens the door and lets Shiro inside.
When the door closes behind the silver-haired secretary, he politely bows.
Meanwhile, the commander instructs him. “Hang your coat and come here.”
“Y-yes, sir.” Shiro briefly answers in a gentle voice. But for now, the old typing machine catches his attention.
When he handles the current task, he receives another one. “Hopefully, you can type fast.”
As Shiki stands up and his gaze points to his chair, he continues. “Sit. Or do you prefer to stand?”
Instead of saying anything, the secretary remains silent, and before sitting down, he nods.
“Today, your task is to prepare me a report detailing the current status of personnel within the division. Include information on deployments, training schedules, and any personnel changes. Ensure accuracy and timeliness. Understand?” The commander instructs.
“Yes… Right away, sir.” The silver-haired secretary immediately yet politely answers.
Lastly, Shiki adds while keeping a stoic posture. “Good. But first, you will help to write a couple of letters.”
And thus, Shiro’s first day as a secretary begins.
Some time passed. After Shiro finishes working on the requested documents, he sits back and checks the time on the clock hanging on the wall.
Suddenly, he widens his eyes and stands up. After all, it’s already past the supposed afternoon tea time.
Without wasting time, the silver-haired secretary rushes through the door while he forgets to take the papers.
After a while, Shiro reaches the commander’s office door. Of course, he struggled to navigate in the new place, and he couldn’t memorize the directions on his first day at the job.
While he still catches his breath, he knocks on the door. “Pardon for the intrusion, sir. However, may I come in, please?”
When he receives the permission, he enters inside while preparing himself for the worst.
“Close the door and come here.” The dark-haired male orders with sensible irritation in his voice while sitting behind his desk.
As Shiro lowers his gaze and nods, he does what is said. At least, it’s the least he can do to avoid further angering the commander.
“Do you ever check the time? Next time, set a reminder or use the alarm clock if get lost in time.” Shiki speaks while observing how his subordinate is so stiff.
For sure, the gray-eyed secretary can see that the supreme ruler is containing his disappointment. Nevertheless, he tries to appeal to him. “I’m terribly sorry… I… Let me rush to the staff kitchen and quickly- ”
However, when Shiki raises his palm, Shiro immediately closes his mouth and straightens his back.
After a brief pause, the military tyrant lowers it. “There is no need for that. You are dismissed.”
“What about the report you’ve asked for?” Shiro objects. After he realizes perhaps he used the wrong tone, he covers his mouth with his palm and shrugs.
But for now, he notices the commander keeps his anger and annoyance behind his poker face.
As Shiki clenches his fist, he replies. “Leave it on my desk. Then you can leave for today.”
In the end, when Shiro bows, his military cap falls from his head. Despite embarrassing himself like this, he remains as formal as possible. “I understand. And I’m sorry for causing the problems. I’ll make sure it won’t happen.”
After the silver-haired male leaves, Shiki face-palms and rubs his temples.
This boy resembles his prized possession. Yet, he strongly lacks his will and discipline. In this case, training a bear to ride a bicycle is much simpler compared to whatever he is. Or so the supreme ruler ponders.
A couple more days have passed. However, instead of being responsible for the paperwork or attending important meetings, Shiro was assigned to clean the commander’s office and run basic errands.
For sure, the silver-haired secretary was partially relieved that his shoulders were lifted from carrying so much responsibility. On the other hand, he senses that it might be a bad sign.
After all, if he makes another mistake, Commander Shiki might silently discard him, and no one will notice it.
But it’s okay. Shiro avoided getting into trouble that would upset the commander this time.
More so, he hasn’t received any complaints from the others either. Or so Shiro comforts himself as he prepares a pot of tea and sets out cups on the silver tray before leaving the kitchen.
Some time passes. Finally, as the gray-eyed secretary takes a deep breath and straightens his back, he enters the supreme ruler’s office.
After politely greeting Shiki as usual, he closes the door behind him.
Unfortunately, one wrong step on the tiny wrinkle on the crimson carpet is enough for Shiro to trip over.
At that moment, he can swear that the time has stopped, and he hears his slowdown respiring and his heartbeat ringing inside his head.
However, the harsh landing on the ground and shattered porcelain is enough to return him to his senses.
After the silver-haired secretary manages to get up shakily and half-sit, he widens his eyes and lifts his head.
All he can do is stare at the military tyrant, who is irritated and disappointed.
When Shiro places his shaky palms on the ground, he closes his eyes and bows. “I-I’m... I’m terribly sorry! Please forgive me! I-”
Suddenly, the door opens and the loud, rushing footsteps silence him and make him turn toward the concerned young male’s voice. “Commander!-”
For now, Shiro only observes the other military secretary, who not only wears the same uniform as him but also looks identical to him.
However, when that unknown young man notices him, he only dumbfounded stares back at him.
“What are you doing here?” The commander asks the blue-eyed male, who stormed into the room.
Meanwhile, Shiro decides to wait silently and see how this plays out before receiving his punishment.
“I heard a weird noise behind the door, and I needed to see whether you are safe, sir,” Akira politely replies.
When his blue eyes point at the supposed-to-be impostor, he returns his questioning gaze to Shiki. “Please forgive me for my rudeness, but who is this incompetent fool? And what is he doing in your office?”
“That is your substitute until you recover and are ready to go back to work,” Shiki states while keeping a serious look on his face.
Meanwhile, Shiro is concerned that the preserved military secretary’s posture and face change into briefly bewildered.
Soon, Akira fixes his shoulders while being as professional as possible. “I have no right to judge but to support you and your decisions, sir. However, please reconsider who will be able to serve you. If you wish, I can help you with that.”
However, Shiki raises an eyebrow while keeping a serious look on his face and asks. “Are you telling me what to do?”
The blue-eyed male shakes his head. “No. Not all.”
After a brief pause, Akira points with his palm at his new threat to the commander. “But this worthless thing will only mess up everything, even if you entrust him with the most simple tasks. More importantly, you’ll endanger yourself if you let this creature anywhere close to you!”
When he deeply exhales, he continues his speech while pressing his palm against his chest. “I won’t allow him to leave peacefully if anything happens to you... That’s why, if you excuse me, I need to talk in-person with him and discipline him accordingly.”
Shiro only gasps and crawls back when the ruthless secretary approaches him.
After Akira kneels and roughly grabs him by his uniform, the gray-eyed young man shrugs and whimpers.
However, he ignores Shiro’s discomfort and scolds him. “Get up already! Whining won’t help you. So, at least have some shame to face your punishment properly!”
Certainly, there is no mercy in these ice-cold, unforgiving blue eyes, showing pure fury and disgust towards his victim.
So, it’s a matter of seconds before he’ll be shredded into pieces. Or so Shiro assumes as he trembles like a leaf.
Lastly, Akira raises his hand and is about to send a powerful slap. However, his palm stops in the middle and freezes upon hearing Shiki’s strict command. “Enough! Release him and come here.”
Meanwhile, after Shiro carefully opens his eyes, his gaze follows the other secretary, who faces the supreme ruler.
As Shiki exhales, he narrows his gaze and addresses his loyal subordinate. “When did you grow so bold to lash out at your colleagues?”
“That is!-” Akira objects.
However, his voice is cut off when the military tyrant raises his palm.
After Shiki lowers his palm, he fixates his piercing red eyes on his subordinate and orders. “Do not argue with me.”
At the moment, only observing how Akira keeps a straight posture without moving makes Shiro worry about his well-being.
When the commander rests his chin on his palms, he continues to discipline the blue-eyed secretary without removing his eyes from him. “You even disobey and do not follow orders. Perhaps firing you may help you understand your place.”
These words finally crack Akira’s poker face, and he lowers his head like a guilty puppy who only accepts his master’s harsh decision.
But for now, Shiro’s heart skips a beat when Shiki looks his way for a while.
Lastly, the fearful tyrant turns his gaze to his personal secretary and announces his final verdict. “Starting today, you need to treat him like any of your men.”
For now, Shiki is amused by his subordinate’s confused face, and he adds. “You will be able to do this. So, when you are ready to return to your duties, you will train him to become a fine secretary to replace you when you get sick or need a day off. Any objections?”
No matter how Akira dislikes this decision and finds it a pointless task, he doesn’t object and nods. “‘Yes. I understand.”
Meanwhile, even the gray-eyed male still cannot comprehend what just happened and feels like it is nothing more than a strange dream.
Suddenly, he gets startled by Shiki calmly addressing him. “Call the cleaner to my office, and then you are free for the rest of the day.”
Fortunately, it’s enough for the fear and guilt to vanish in Shiro’s eyes and to be replaced by the sparkle of hope and innocent excitement. Thus, the light-haired male immediately responds. “Y-yes, sir!”
However, Akira’s strict voice ground him. “Do you know with whom you are talking? Show the proper respect, you fool!”
Lastly, after Shiro stands up and before taking his leave, he silently bows and closes the door.
For sure, it was a close one. So, it’s a pure miracle that he managed to survive. The secretary ponders while feeling like a huge boulder was removed from his chest.
On the other hand, Shiro is uncertain about what awaits him tomorrow.
After all, Commander Shiki’s personal secretary is scary and strict. So, who knows whether he’ll prepare a living hell of training for him? Suddenly, Shiro shivers and rubs his arms just at the thought of what Akira will do to him when they are alone in his office.
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