Chapter 255 - Gin's Tears

"Young Master Gin, are you alright?"

Kazehaya Gin just stepped out of the Kazehaya Mansion and was welcomed by the sight of a very worried Fuji. The butler had left him with his father to have a private breakfast and just waited for him outside while the father and son finished their food and talk.

"Why are you asking?" Gin asked back, although he already had an idea of what the butler was talking about.

His voice sounded nasal, and for sure he knew his nose was red and his eyes were red. During his talk with Kazehaya Kirio, Gin couldn't contain his hard heart towards his only remaining parent seeing him cry in front of him as he asked for his forgiveness. The chestnut prince was not able to do anything else but grant it amidst tears as well, and for the first time, Gin let his father hold him in an embrace.

He had never felt anything like that as the only one who had ever held him like his parents were Yayoi and Fuji. Well, Aello did too. The harpy was his nanny and had cradled him to sleep when he was a baby.

"Well… your face is swollen," the butler answered as Gin entered the waiting car.

"It's an allergy," the Young Master answered stubbornly with a sniff.

The butler, however, didn't realize the young man was just hiding his tears.

"Young Master, you have no allergies," Fuji reminded him as he took his place next to the driver's seat, making Gin annoyed.

"I have it now, okay?" Gin said with a pout as he leaned forward. "Give me tissues," he ordered and the butler quickly handed him a box.

He quickly took some tissue paper and quickly blew his nose in them. Fuji looked on, still worried at his employer.

"Young Master?"

"Hmmmn?"Gin asked as he blew one more time on the tissues.

"Do you want to go to the hospital?" Fuji asked that made Gin sputter.

Well, it was understandable as he'd never cried in front of everyone before. He had always been the smiling clown, so Fuji must have really thought he was sick.

"No need. I cried like a baby, that's why I'm swollen, okay? Now, drive!" he ordered and the driver started the car without much ado. However, Fuji still handed him some ice to decrease the puffiness of his face which he was thankful for.

"Fuji," he called his butler who looked at him, alert. "I'll hug you later, okay?" he said which made the man who also had been his nanny drop his jaw in shock.

As the black sedan moved, Gin looked out of the window and found his father waving at him from the house, and he smiled as he waved back. For the first time in years, Kazehaya Gin left the Kazehaya House without a hurting heart.

The trip to the seer's place was not long. It only took them fifteen minutes to arrive. The clan's prophet was after all a Kazehaya, and therefore lived in their property. Also, the status of the clairvoyant and her family in the class was high, and so living near the Master's house was a must as it would be also easy for the clan to protect them.

When Kazehaya Gin's car arrived, the people in the small, guarded villa were all outside waiting for him except for the one he came to visit it seemed, as most of the people there looked young – the oldest ones looked to be the same as his father. The old lady was already in her nineties, therefore must be staying in her room. People around that age were expected to be already weak, even those who had a bit of deity blood in them.  

During the expedition, tagging along his and Ryuu's ancestors were demigods from different bloodlines. It was why in the current time, they still had some water casters, earth casters, and the oracles, the seer's family. As he heard, the seer's family came down from Stribog, the Wind God, and Dolya, the Goddess of Fate's bloodlines.

By then the swelling of his face had vanished and he was back in character. He flashed the people with his best smile, even if he knew they were scared shitless of him. Most of his clansmen were scared of the cursed child, and he thought that the seer's family was the same. Well, he thought wrong.

"Welcome back, Young Master," the people greeted Gin as soon as he stepped out of the car.

Huh? Welcome back?

"Er… Hello…"

Kazehaya Gin was positive he'd never been in this place before. But he shrugged it off, thinking they were just being extra nice. For whatever reason, he didn't really care as long as they were not hostile or wary of him as he was expecting they would be.

"Have you had breakfast, Young Master?" a beautiful lady who was probably in her mid-thirties asked with a bright smile.

Gin wondered if his mother would have looked the same if she didn't go nuts and was still living.

"Yes, I have. I ate with my father," he said.

Even if they all looked nice, Gin still couldn't eat a lot and would never force himself to eat more than he did unless it was Ara who was feeding him – or his girl. Gin would definitely eat everything Emi would give him.

"Is that so? Then I'm glad you have eaten well with your… father," the woman said as she gestured for him to follow her.

Gin was led inside the house. It was a traditional Japanese style house but was a lot smaller than the Homura House here in Hakone. However, for normal people, it would still be considered big, considering that the seer's family consisted of a hundred people and they all lived in the estate.

Inside, the woman led Gin to a private tatami room, similar to Ryuu's favorite receiving room at the Cedar Palace, and was served with tea and some traditional sweets. He got to look around the area and nodded in approval.

The place was well taken good care of and was very clean. He heard that the matriarch, the seer was a very meticulous woman, who loved to keep her surroundings in order.

"Please, have some tea. For sure, you must at least be thirsty if not hungry," the woman said as she gestured for Gin to partake on the steaming cup on the low table in front of him.

Gin accepted the tea graciously. He would not be rude and refuse the drink, at least. He thought he'd drink it as he waited for the woman to lead him to the seer or for them to bring the seer to him. Either way, he had no problems.

"So, which time should I meet the madam?" he asked the woman as he picked up his cup again and blew the steaming hot liquid as he waited for an answer.

"But you're already having the meeting with her," the woman said with a smile and a dancing pair of amused eyes as she suddenly shifted her form in front of him, much to his shock.

The beautiful woman who looked like in her thirties' skin shifted and molted like clay, and soon turned into a very regal, old woman.

Gin was too stunned he hadn't realized the boiling hot tea poured on himself until he felt burning pain on his crotch, and a high falsetto escaped his lips.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"

Oh dear heavens, his eggs got cooked!