
By the time they returned home, night had fallen deep.
The Hanazono estate was quiet and luminous.21Please respect copyright.PENANAJImdWi3IoW
Warm lights spilled softly across the corridor and floor-to-ceiling windows,21Please respect copyright.PENANAbWu9iVI46Y
drawing a cruel contrast to the damp, decaying gloom of Shadowtrace Alley.
The boy stood in the foyer, still dressed in that thin, dust-covered coat that smelled of mold.21Please respect copyright.PENANAsQur96qNKm
Head bowed, he seemed unsure—21Please respect copyright.PENANAg8GvqppdSS
Unsure if he was allowed to step onto such a clean carpet.
Masaharu cast a sidelong glance at the butler standing beside him, his voice calm but unquestionable.
"Please take him to bath and change into clean clothes."
"Yes, sir."
Joseph, the head butler, gave a slight bow.21Please respect copyright.PENANAjDqWH4lq93
He stepped forward and spoke with a kind voice that held quiet authority.
"This way, young master."
The boy remained silent, his eyes wary,21Please respect copyright.PENANA3RcovcIJy9
but he nodded slightly and slowly followed.
Suzuran stayed where she was, watching the frail figure disappear around the stairwell.21Please respect copyright.PENANAE0u9w2jGk1
Her brows furrowed slightly.
"Papa..." she couldn’t help but speak,21Please respect copyright.PENANAJHzubIp1JT
"Has he really always been alone?"
Masaharu paused at the entrance of his study,21Please respect copyright.PENANAtjMVtDHYSZ
then finally replied in a low voice:
"I had someone look into his background."
He paused again, as if searching for the right words to share a heavy truth.
"His mother worked at a bar on the peninsula—a hostess."
"She’d been ill for months, too poor to see a doctor.21Please respect copyright.PENANANLIPdSmhJj
Her debts piled up. The debt collectors cornered her.21Please respect copyright.PENANABbxgkZrmqk
In the end, she died alone in a rented room."
Suzuran stared at her father, eyes wide with shock and disbelief.
"No one wanted to adopt her child.21Please respect copyright.PENANAmpMfrw6iSU
He was passed around…21Please respect copyright.PENANAkPBNreddUX
and eventually, he ended up on the black market.21Please respect copyright.PENANAwSARBAgt3H
Labeled as a ‘product.’21Please respect copyright.PENANA6Iqts4HcND
Put on an auction block. Waiting for someone to bid."
Her lips parted, but no words came out.21Please respect copyright.PENANAbWvmehT9NR
Her mind flashed back to that moment in the car—21Please respect copyright.PENANAzkB0wReg4c
that boy, sharing a sandwich, eating with such desperate urgency.
Was it because… he truly hadn’t eaten for so long?
"So… he’ll live here now?" she asked softly.
Masaharu looked at her, voice not raised, but firm as steel.
"Since you asked for him yourself, I’ll make proper arrangements."
"He will never return to that kind of place again.21Please respect copyright.PENANAYromFsbOra
And he will never be treated like merchandise."
His words were few, but each one sounded like a promise—21Please respect copyright.PENANAStfxI50jTl
the kind that carried the quiet weight of the Hanazono name.
"From today onward, he is Kimijima Kouichi."
Suzuran lifted her gaze, asking gently:
"Papa, why give him the name ‘Kimijima’?"
Masaharu stared off into the distance, his voice low:
"He has no surname, no legal identity.21Please respect copyright.PENANA6uZrjx95ro
Legally, he doesn’t exist."
"‘Shima (嶋),’ for the island he came from—Shadowtrace Alley on the Rother Peninsula.21Please respect copyright.PENANAhbhjmMkYpn
‘Kimi (君),’ a word of respect."
"I want him to live like a real person, with dignity."
He paused, the weight of his words subtle but firm:
"This name is his beginning. Not charity—but recognition."
Suzuran nodded quietly. Her voice was soft as a breeze, yet clear as a bell:
"…I’ll remember it well. Kimijima Kouichi."
Kimijima Kouichi would live with the Hanazono family’s head butler—Mr. Joseph—in the detached residence, far from the main house.
It was a quiet estate nestled deep within the garden,21Please respect copyright.PENANAjHFQvDsVuL
lined with rows of white orchid trees.
Each morning, mist draped over the veranda like silk,21Please respect copyright.PENANAzy9rc6ORmT
and the air always carried the scent of rain-washed wood.
This place raised him, silently and gently.
Mr. Joseph was about forty, born into an old noble house,21Please respect copyright.PENANAzZHCKAQR6s
and trained under the most rigorous standards of butlery.
He never married. Had no children.21Please respect copyright.PENANAR41fzND5Eh
Steady and self-disciplined, he was one of the Hanazono family’s most silent, dependable pillars.
He never openly spoke of the boy,21Please respect copyright.PENANAskldnJg5DH
but those who knew him understood—21Please respect copyright.PENANA3xK9cpsrlx
he treated Kimijima Kouichi as his own.
Under Joseph’s personal instruction, Kouichi mastered every aspect of formal butler training:
From ironing garments to polishing silver,21Please respect copyright.PENANAPUz4Q383yf
from mastering walking rhythm to controlling facial expressions—21Please respect copyright.PENANAbCZSs46rHT
even the precise sequence of pouring morning tea was performed like ritual.
But it was more than just occupational training.
It was a rebuilding of identity.21Please respect copyright.PENANAKvBriIqsxV
A reshaping of spirit.
Kouichi let down his guard around Suzuran much faster than anyone expected.
They grew up together.21Please respect copyright.PENANA4K4tnY8PKI
Different as night and day, yet inseparable.
She was lively, warm, a little clumsy.21Please respect copyright.PENANAy51dQzoV93
He was calm, quiet, always one step ahead to contain the chaos.
They would chase butterflies in the garden until their collars soaked with sweat,21Please respect copyright.PENANASuaTjyGwyM
or sneak roses from the bushes before they bloomed, giggling behind the gardener’s back.
One was innocence.21Please respect copyright.PENANA4ARdKFiDUJ
The other, silent protection of that innocence.
He would gently remind her before her emotions exploded.21Please respect copyright.PENANAaUUdnwmo70
He would hand her a spare hairclip before she realized the first one was missing.21Please respect copyright.PENANAgbmlwuLcub
And when she cried in silence—21Please respect copyright.PENANABuMrp5Y6LE
he would offer her a cup of hazelnut cocoa, warm and ready.21Please respect copyright.PENANA7GpaJxVG9L
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These things were never asked of him.21Please respect copyright.PENANAGBqOLyOuBk
Never instructed.21Please respect copyright.PENANAeLGidPWQHB
And never done for thanks.
Until one day, at the age of twelve,21Please respect copyright.PENANAEi1Z1nwPI8
Kimijima Kouichi stood in a crisp uniform he had pressed himself,21Please respect copyright.PENANAWcCYZdZlLV
knelt on one knee, and made his request directly to Hanazono Masaharu.
"I wish to stay in the main house to serve the young lady—until the day she no longer needs me."
It was not a command.21Please respect copyright.PENANAYK2Cip7piB
Nor a plea.
It was a vow.21Please respect copyright.PENANAH9ie3hO9oO
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And behind the door, Suzuran had been eavesdropping.21Please respect copyright.PENANAPQzCru6F6M
Her eyes were already red with tears.
She burst into the parlor, flung her arms around her father’s arm,21Please respect copyright.PENANAXQ9z6iirTa
and cried out:
"Papa, please! Let Kouichi stay!21Please respect copyright.PENANA0EtxnSx4xl
He’s really good to me—I don’t want anyone else!"
Masaharu silently looked at the two before him:
One kneeling, iron-willed.21Please respect copyright.PENANAVag8aLHrHx
One begging, fiery and unyielding.
He let out a long sigh—21Please respect copyright.PENANAFsib6bLTdx
and nodded.
From that moment on, Kimijima Kouichi was no longer “a rescued child.”
He became—Hanazono Suzuran’s personal butler.
He came from nowhere, but chose to live for the smile that once chose him.21Please respect copyright.PENANAzQJqgz99l1
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