[SD] Logic of Wild Dogs

In Mitsui House, the waxed oak floor is shining under the crystal chandelier, and Kameda-sensei is sitting on the leather sofa in the living room, a little reserved.

The clear tea soup is slowly poured into the delicate gilded bone china teacup.Akemi Mitsui greeted her politely, "Mr. Kameda, you are welcome. Please have a cup of tea."

"Oh, thank you." Holding up the black tea with both hands, Kameda took a sip gently, "Mr. Mitsui, Mrs. Mitsui, as I said, your son's studies are really worrying. Last semester, he failed two subjects. This time, it turned out that the three families are popular... On weekdays, I always hang out with a group of bad boys. Fighting, being late, truant, and leaving early, I seem to be the leader among them. Some students reported that Mitsui Shou and the gangsters in the society There is a connection..." Kameda sighed, shook his head and stopped talking.

"Mr. Kameda, I've caused you trouble. It's because of our poor discipline." Mitsui Ken's serious face was born with the arrogance of a long-time superior, but at this moment he bowed his head to Kameda in deep pain, "Please teach the dog strictly at school, whether it is academically or in life...as long as there is anything that needs our cooperation, please feel free to ask. We will definitely do it!"

Mrs. Mitsui also stood up and bowed deeply: "Please, Mr. Kameda."

"You don't have to be like this." Kameda hurriedly stood up and replied, speaking with fear, "You really don't have to be like this..."

Kameda looked at the Mitsui couple with emotion. Mr. Ken Mitsui was born in the Mitsui Consortium and started working as a corporate executive at a very young age. Although he had gray hair early, he added a bit of dignity. He was a social elite and a successful person at a glance.Mrs. Mitsui Akemi's background has a bit of political capital. Her parents' seniors have been stationed in the Ministry of Finance, and her conversation often inadvertently brings out a bit of aristocratic lady from a church school.

The dragon and phoenix among these two people, but now they bow their heads humbly and humblely to an unknown public high school teacher, just for the sake of making a change for the only son who is worthless... What a pity for the parents of the world.

"Okay... I will try my best to teach Mitsui-san." Kameda's eyes flashed a trace of helplessness, "However, for Mitsu-san's problem, the school's education is only a temporary solution, not the root cause, and it may even arouse him. Rebellious psychology... After all, you still need the two to give subtle guidance in the family. I think, maybe Mr. Mitsui can take more time to talk to Mitsui-san..."

"Okay! Okay! As long as Kameda-sensei doesn't give up on Shou!" Mrs. Mitsui hurriedly agreed happily.The gloomy eyes of the couple were radiant with hope again, as if what Kameda said was not a tentative cliché, but a cure for the chronic illness.

Ken Mitsui smiled and nodded to his wife. Mrs. Mitsui turned around knowingly and brought an exquisite gift box: "This is a special product my husband brought back from Paris a few days ago. It's a small gift, it's not a respect, Mr. Kameda please accept it." .”

"This... this is too expensive." Kameda shyly refused, "I really can't accept it."

"Please accept it." Mitsui Ken said, "To be honest, as a father, I have been busy with work, and I have entrusted the education of Inuzi to the school and teachers. My wife is another one who only knows how to be gentle with others. Miss, we two are really remiss in our children's education..."

Ken Mitsui paused with shame on his face, and continued: "That bastard has caused you so much trouble this year, it's rare that you are still serious and responsible and don't give up on him. We really don't know how to thank him. Please don't give up."

"Yes, there are still many things that need to trouble you in the future." Mrs. Mitsui echoed meekly, sending the gift box to Kameda with both hands, "Teacher Kameda, please accept it."

"This... okay." Kameda took the gift box, feeling a heavy expectation on his shoulders, "I accept the wishes of Mrs. and Mrs. Mitsui. To Mitsui, I can only say... try my best And for."

"Mr. Kameda said that we will do our best, so we can rest assured." Mitsui Takeru said with a gentle expression.

Just at this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Ah, it's Ah Shou who is back." Mrs. Mitsui happily ran to open the door.

"Hmph, it's so late, and he still knows to come back!" Mitsui Ken habitually put on a straight face, then immediately woke up and nodded at Kameda with a smile, "Ah, I made Kameda-sensei laugh."

"Where, where..." Kameda replied tremblingly.Just now, Mr. Mitsui gritted his teeth unconsciously and frowned, and the facial lines instantly tensed up. He really looked super majestic...

"Ah Shou!? What happened to your face? Did you go out to fight again?" Mrs. Mitsui's worried voice came from the entrance clearly.

"Nothing." An impatient tone.

"Today is the day of family visits. Teacher Kameda is in the living room. Come and say hello to the teacher."

"What? That guy Kameda..."

"Shou!"

Mitsui Shou, who was stopped by his mother, walked in with a full face, his eyes were still bruised and purple, his cheeks were covered with Band-Aids, and his long hair covered his eyes gloomyly.

"Say hello to Teacher Kameda." Mrs. Mitsui forced a smile and pushed Mitsui's arm.

"What... you bastard, are you speaking ill of me again?" Mitsui Shou laughed.

"What's your attitude!" Mitsui was furious, he stood up and shouted loudly, "Come over here and stand still! Apologize to Mr. Kameda!"

"Hey..." Hisashi Mitsui nodded to Kameda sloppily, "Aren't you going? How long are you going to stay here?"

"You brat...!" Mitsui Takeru roared angrily.

"That...that's it." Kameda stood up awkwardly, "Mr. Mitsui will be promoted to the third grade soon. Whether it is employment or further education, there must be a way out. In short, the current grades of your son are very important for further education. It's very reluctant... please urge me a lot... I'm leaving."

"Mr. Kameda, sit down for a while, I baked a cake and I want you to try it..." Mrs. Mitsui tried her best to persuade her to stay.

"Don't bother, please stop." Kameda bowed slightly, and walked out with a briefcase.

"I, I'll see you off!" Mrs. Mitsui followed closely.

Mitsui Shou frowned and looked at the back of his mother sending him off, and pouted his lips irritably.

By the way, before the exam in the last cycle, I vaguely said that I would visit my home... I have been hanging out with the Xigao guys for the past few days, and I forgot about it.So it's today...?

Looking at the "Family Contact Book" and "Exit Survey Form" spread out on the coffee table, Mitsui Shou felt depressed for a while, and he turned and walked upstairs.

"Stop!" Ken Mitsui stood up abruptly, "Get out of here!"

Mitsui Shou paused, turned around carelessly, raised his chin and looked at his father: "What do you want me to do?"

Ken Mitsui sat down suppressing his anger: "Let's... let's have a good talk."

"Talk? I have nothing to talk to you." Mitsui Shou stood where he was, looking at his father indifferently and ironically.

Being stared at by his son with such piercing eyes, Mitsui Ken's heart ached as if being scratched by a cold knife.When did the conversation between father and son turn into what it is now, making him furious but powerless.

"Look at what you look like! Is this the way you talk to your father?" Mitsui Ken softened his tone, sat down and said, "You will soon be a candidate for the third year of high school, I don't think you are conscious at all now! At the end of last semester, you failed two subjects. Even if your leg injury delayed your studies, I wouldn’t say anything about you. Only when Mr. Kameda came today did I know that you failed three subjects in this exam! Not only did you not know how to reflect on yourself, but Make it worse!"

"Hmph... That guy really came to complain." Mitsui pouted disapprovingly.

"Asshole! Mr. Kameda is caring about you!" Seeing Mitsui's bruised nose and swollen face, Mitsui couldn't restrain his anger and went straight up, "I know how to fight every day, and hang out with those dregs of society What good can we do together!? Your grades are so bad that even a third-rate university won’t accept you!”

"If you don't accept it, you won't accept it!" Mitsui Hisao raised his head suddenly, "Who cares about going to such a bullshit university!"

"What do you want to do if you don't go to college? Huh?!" Takeshi Mitsui laughed angrily, "Are you going to mess around like this? Let me tell you! Mitsui Construction doesn't accept young masters who graduated from high school! If you don't want to go to school, just get lost Get out of this house!"

"His father...!" Mrs. Mitsui rushed back in time, and grabbed Mr. Mitsui who was talking nonsense, "Stop saying a few words... Shou, apologize to your father."

Being gently pushed by his mother, Mitsui Shou just lowered his head and stood there stubbornly without making a sound.

"I really don't know how I raised a son like you!" Mitsui said bitterly, "Fukuko and Rongzi, who didn't graduate from a first-class university, they are all girls, and they got married right after graduation! It's been so many years, Fuko In the United States, which one of Rongzi’s in Australia won’t be praised by others!? Look at you——At the beginning, you said you wanted to play basketball, but you insisted on going to a public school. Your mother doted on you, so she followed you. You are such a player Basketball!? I'm so... so disappointed in you!"

Mitsui Shou clenched his fist more and more tightly, and his fingertips went straight into his palm.

"Hmph! I, Ken Mitsui, have never lost to anyone in my life, yet having a son would be so useless! Is it possible that the family business that I have worked hard for half my life will be defeated by a bastard like you!?"

"Enough! I don't want to inherit any shit family business at all!" Mitsui Shou finally couldn't help roaring, "Do you think I care about your stinky money? What I hate the most - is a hypocritical and self-righteous adult like you !"

"What did you say!?" Mitsui Ken was furious, he raised his hand to hit him, but was stopped by Mitsui's wife desperately, "I'm hypocritical?! I'm self-righteous!? You have such a big tone! I can't look down on you My stinky money, you support yourself!?"

Both father and son were furious, staring at each other and refusing to give in. The two very similar faces even had the same expression.

"Hmph! Don't want to inherit the family business? Don't want to go to college? Then tell me what you want to do!? You don't want to play basketball, you don't want to study! What do you say you want to do!?"

"What I want to do, you have no control at all!"

"Okay... okay! I don't care? Before you support yourself, you have to listen to me!" Mitsui Ken was so angry that he covered his chest and panted fiercely, "I tell you, boy! You can't pass the exam. You have to take the exam for me to go to university! Even if it’s a third-rate university—I’ll donate a sum of money to the school so that you can take care of yourself! Hmph...you’re not qualified to challenge me here until you surpass me! I'll go back to the house and reflect on it! You don't want to step out of the room these two days! Get lost!"

"Humph!" Mitsui Shou turned around without hesitation, strode upstairs, and soon there was an earth-shattering sound of closing the door, and the sound of glassware being smashed.

"I... I'll go up and have a look..." Mrs. Mitsui said worriedly.

"Don't go!" Mitsui Ken growled, "Let him smash it!"

"His father..." Seeing her husband clutching his chest, Mrs. Mitsui hurriedly poured a cup of hot tea, "Don't be too angry. He's still young..."

With a bang, the bone china teacup fell to pieces on the floor, and the hot black tea spilled all over the floor.Mitsui Ken didn't think it was enough, he threw the teapot towards the stairs!

The tiles burst and shot, "Ah!" Mrs. Mitsui screamed and covered her left hand.

"Mingmei!?" Mitsui Ken hurried to help, "You, are you alright?"

A dark red streak of blood gradually overflowed from the side of the thumb, and Mitsui Ken habitually took Akemi's hand in his mouth.

Tears rolled in Mitsui Akemi's eyes, but they did not fall after all.She shook her head with a smile, and withdrew her hand: "It's okay... it's just scratched by the tile... don't be angry anymore."

The husband and wife have been separated for a year, and such an intimate act is a bit uncomfortable for both of them.

Mitsui Ken let go of his wife's hand, and said with some embarrassment: "Well...you, go to rest early."

"Okay... don't move the tiles, and ask the servant to clean them up tomorrow."

"Well, you too, remember to take your medicine."

"it is good."

Mitsui Akemi turned her back and walked slowly towards her room.

Even if both of them try their best to maintain the illusion of warmth, this family is becoming less and less like a family...

The author has something to say: Well... Actually, I am my own mother, and I originally planned to arrange for my father to slap me, but in the end I decided to let Akagi slap her...

Speed ​​up the storyline.