The sound of people shouting woke me up from my peaceful sleep. As I can feel droplets of water falling down to my cheeks, I have no option but to check on what’s the fuss is all about. I open my eyes and the face of a girl of not more than 18 years appears in front of me.
Her small nose is like a jade carve out of an exquisite stone in unison with her pinkish lips and a dazzling eye full of tears. Her snow white complexion is complementing her long black hair. These features allow the girl to have an appearance similar to a fairy that only appears in movies.
As the girl suddenly noticed me woke up, with wide open eyes she cried, “Thank goodness you’re alive! I thought you’re going to leave us!”
“His Highness is alive! It’s a miracle by the gods!” Said by the man in his 40’s behind the girl.
“Those bastards! Trying to assassinate the duke in his bed chambers! This matter must be thoroughly investigated!” proclaimed by the old man on the left.
‘Huh? Where is this place? Is this heaven? Who are these people in front of me? How did I manage to arrive in this place?’
As these questions keep on bombarding my head, I can feel a painful sensation on my chest. As I look at it, a huge amount of red like substance is covering my whole torso. At the same time, a large slit-like tear can be seen on my clothes exposing left part of my chest that's been ruptured by some kind of sharp object.
The more I look at it, the more things become complicated given the fact that someone attempted to take my life.The more I feel the pain the harder it is to keep being conscious. The lights in the room then suddenly dimmed together with the sound of people slowly vanishing until I can see no more.
The next time I woke up, an unfamiliar ceiling came into view. As I scanned the room, I noticed the layout of those walls together with the curtains resembles medieval era room that I saw on one of my business trips in England. The paintings on the wall seem so classic and can be found only in those museums. On my left sitting is the beautiful girl that I saw the first time I woke up, sleeping on the side of my bed. I closed my eyes again trying to remember what happened before I came to this place.
As far as I can remember, I'm in my room trying to finish a multibillion-dollar deal proposal on my laptop. The deadline for the said proposal is tomorrow that’s why I eagerly trying to cram all these things in one swoop. I then decided to take a nap on my desk trying to ease the fatigue that is caused by lack of sleep in the past 3 days.
Yes, I remember. I am Maibara Sato. I’m 35 years old and the current CEO of Daibu Corporation, the largest conglomerate in Japan. The company’s total asset controls 20% of the current Japanese market having branches in automobile, food, agriculture, manufacturing and stock industry.
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I’ve started working in the said company 15 years ago. The company way back then can only be considered as an average private equity firm that employees no more than 500 people. Through my teams’ effort, we manage to pull up successful marketing campaigns and strategies one after another that places the company on its current footing. Majority of the planning was done by me which results on me being appointed by the board of trustees to become the CEO of Daibu. For the past decade, the company swallowed up multiple average and large size businesses as we further consolidate our footing in different aspects of the market.
I won multiple awards both international and local and hailed as the ‘Management Prodigy of Japan’ at the age of 30. Such feat of establishing a business empire from an unknown company for less than 20 years is unheard of, and only I managed to make it a reality for the past 100 years. In short, I am a genius when it comes to business.
My accomplishments are worth dying for some ordinary employee that struggles to earn money while sustaining the need of their own family. But for me, such life is considered as dull and boring.
I’m doing this thing over and over again for the past 15 years which prevents me from having my own family. Bachelor at 35 years old and still don’t have plans on settling on peace is quite weird for an accomplished guy like me. Yes, I’ve dated countless of women but all of these are just for formalities. Their background is also not ordinary and others are daughters of some multinational companies who wants to obtain my talent and unparalleled managerial skills for their own benefit. At the end, I paid no attention to all of this nonsense and decided to focus only on managing my company.
Today must be the presentation for the partnership deal with Orange Inc., a well-known electronics and software company in United States. If I manage to land this deal on my favor, my company will then reach greater heights and become a major player in smartphone and computer industry in Japan for the next couple of years.
I once again open my eyes and trying to get up from the bed. Afterall, my throat is too dry and what I needed the most right now is a glass of water to quench my thirst.
Because of my sudden movement, the sleeping girl beside me woke up and with joyful facial gestures, as she asked, “How are you doing right now Henry? Do you need something? Stay here, I’ll call the maids.”
The girl then hastily ran to the door. After she left, I put all my effort to stand, ignoring the pain in my chest. As I managed to stand, I immediately examined the whole room. The size of the said room is three times the size of the business suit hotel room. I saw two sets of metal humanoid armors that are placed in both corners of the room. The bed I’m previously lying on is covered with a white mattress. The window is on the far left and as I can see, it is still dark outside and no stars can be seen. On the right is a huge closet and near it, I noticed a huge mirror. Slowly, I walk towards the direction of the mirror and what I found out shocked me.
My present appearance is of a western boy of 16-18 years of age. My body is around 6 ft in height having a well built physical attribute. With a short hair and masculine face, I can be considered as one of those award-winning Hollywood actors. I’m wearing some kind of western garment on my lower body and nothing on my upper body which exposes my chest having a roll of bandages partly covering it. A trace of blood can be seen on it.
‘What the hell?’ I murmured as the scene in front of me shocked me.