One of the halls of Tokyo's five-star hotel was crowded with women in lace dresses and gloves and men standing tall in their black suits and tuxedos. The night was really lively, with clapping and soft instrumental music as the background. They were the guests at Takahashi's only daughter's birthday, which was grand and classy; only dignitaries and the families of political dignitaries could attend on that day. Tonight's party carries the concept of wearing a party mask. So, all guests who attend Takahashi Kirana aka Nana's birthday party must wear masks, there are no exceptions. Even now, Nana is also wearing a mask. Master Kensuke is really spoiling his daughter this time. On May 27, Nana turns 16 years old. Last April, Nana moved up to grade 3 of high school. In contrast to Indonesia, which implements a new school year in July, just like the year Kim Jangjun alias Jeje was born. In Japan, this new teaching begins on the 1st of April. So, when Jeje in Indonesia was still on h

Nana really couldn't believe it. How could the papa herself want to eliminate her? And for what? that's what Nana thought. "All Takahashi are crazy, Miss. He wants to kill you because you know about many of Takahashi's secrets. In fact, those Takahashis also killed your biological father! Don't you know that? Takahashi Daisuke who you thought was your grandfather, is your real biological father, Miss. Haven't you ever been suspicious of those Takahashi, huh?" The man spoke emphatically. Nana did know that Daisuke had died. But, she did not know if papa and her brothers were also involved in the murder. Then, about Nana who is Takahashi Daisuke's biological daughter, Nana doesn't know all of that at all. Nana was silent for a moment, she thought about the secret room that her father had hidden for so long. Could that be the place where the Takahashis channeled all their killing intent? Or will Nana discover many more secrets in her father's secret room? Nana thought. "But . . . wh

"W-wait! How do you know for sure Nana's current position, huh?" "Instinct of a future husband, My Father-in-law!" While saying this, Kim Jae smiled. However, Kensuke's head was hit directly on the head "Don't mess around, Jae! Nana is more suited to be your daughter, you idiot!" Kensuke snapped. He shuddered to hear Kim Jae's answer about the 'future husband'. "You're not the one who determines your child's soul mate, Ken! But, Nana herself!" Kim Jae hissed. Kensuke only exhaled roughly hearing all the ravings of the madman, who was in front of him. Kim Jae suddenly stopped, sending Kensuke's body crashing into his burly body. Kensuke's body immediately fell backwards. "What's wrong, huh?!" Kensuke shouted. He got up and cleaned his pants which were dirty from falling on the asphalt. "Look north, Ken! I found it, didn't I? You're lucky for this, Ken. Remember! You owe me one wish!" Kim Jae said while pointing to the North side, where the figure of a teenage girl was walking u

I remember that all humans born in this world have their own goals. And I think, this is the purpose I was born in this world. Now I have to focus on investigating the murder case involving Kenkyo. I'm still with my stepmother-in-law. A pair of black-rimmed glasses adorned her eyes. Mother of mixed blood. Her mother is a South Korean citizen surnamed Park. Her father is a native of Japan, the Ainu tribe. Before marriage, mother's name was Hanasaki Yumi. But after marrying Kim Jaerim aka my father-in-law, then my mother's name changed to Kim Yumi. The world knows, both South Korea and Japan adhere to ius sanguis. So, which country are we citizens of? bipatride or multipatride? Oh what's the name. "I heard from your father, Kenkyo is staying at police office." Oh, so now my father-in-law is my stepmother's gossiping buddy? Hmm ... they are indeed rich people who are strange. I nodded, my gaze still on the paper containing the victim's data file that I knew named Tamaki. Mother

I looked at Takumi's bandaged fingers. "Your right finger was cut by the shard of the lens glass, right?" Takumi touched his finger, "I cut my finger when I learned to cook," Takumi said quietly. "You're lying. If you cut your finger with a knife, it should be the finger on your left hand, not your right hand, unless you're a left-handed person. However, in fact you're not right-handed. The wound on the finger was obtained when you rushed to pick up shards of glass. while everyone's attention is on Kenkyo-chan. You can't make excuses anymore, Takumi, give up!" silence. He was just silent. I pulled his curls. "Confess or you will suffer the same fate as Tamaki!" Threatening me. *** "Uncle!" Nana a.k.a hugged me when I came to pick her up. She seems fine. Hmm ... looks like this girl will be more visible if she cheats on me. "You look happy here." I said glancing at my stepbrother, Tokyo Police Chief, Hanasaki Ryosuke. He is the biological son of my stepmother, Yumi. "Uncle R