Boss Rimi's posts

When he took hold of her hand, Kaneko gave him a small smile. Vent, yes she did need to vent at times, it was just difficult when she had no one. She'd just go to her room and vent into the mirror or write down her frustrations in a journal. His face wore a serious expression, it was not something she thought she'd ever see for he looked to be very kind. How would her father react to actually seeing him here? With his daughter, alone? He'd flip but Kaneko would try to keep him calm. If she finally had a friend, she didn't want her father to scare him away.

Allen asked if she would be okay with him staying to personally thank her father for letting him stay. She thought she knew why he wanted to do this, but she wasn't too sure. "W-well..." She started. She was scared because she wasn't sure how this encounter would unfold. "You may stay if you'd like. I don't have a problem with it." Kaneko answered. The front door slowly opened. "Kaneko?" A man's tired voice called out. "Give me one second." Kaneko whispered to Allen, walking to the stove and heating up the left over stew for her father. "In the kitchen dad." She answered. The front door closed and soon after, an older man entered the kitchen, his eyes immediately spotted the male in the kitchen.

"This your friend?" He asked his daughter, his eyes watching the male closely. Kaneko nodded, serving her father the stew once it was hot. She walked to the table, setting the bowl down along with the spoon and a napkin. "Want anything to drink?" she asked him. "No thank-you. So you met him in the park huh?" Her father asked and Kaneko looked at her father. "I did, but go on and eat your dinner dad before it gets cold. He does want to tell you something though." She said softly and walked back to where Allen stood. "He's eating, so you should be fine." she whispered to him. "Well? What is it?" Kaneko's father asked Allen.

Kaneko kept her focus on the task at hand. She had mush to do today, she couldn't waste any time. Honestly, she just wanted to sleep. She was tired, it had been a long tiring day at work. And tomorrow would be the same thing. Every day was the same. Every day she fell into a routine. Wake up, eat breakfast with dad, get ready for work, go to work, come home, work on dinner, stay up late waiting for dad, sleep and repeat. It was getting exhausting.

Allen spoke up again, now he stood beside her. She shook her head, rinsing off the dishes and setting them on the rack to dry. Rinsing her hands, she stopped the water and dried her hands. "I know....and d-don't feel bad Allen. I can understand your concern. And...I'm sure my father is probably just telling me lies to keep me quiet. He's been this way all my life. I don't understand why." Kaneko rested a hand on Allen's shoulder, a faint smile on her face. One that almost seemed forced. "You're right, you don't know him and I'm glad you don't because you wouldn't like him. No one does except whoever he works with. He's a scary man. It's why I just stay quiet, I don't want to anger him because I'm honestly afraid of how he'll react. But...sometimes I just want to blame him for what happened. Though, I can't find it in my heart to do so."

Kaneko quickly hugged Allen, "Thank-you for listening to me and letting me get this off my chest Allen, it meant a lot to finally have someone to talk to. Someone that would listen." Letting him go and stepping back, she heard a car and sighed. "That's him. I should get his bowl ready. If you'd like to talk after we can, but if you're tired, as I imagine you are, then I hope you have pleasant dreams." She wasn't shooing him away, she just didn't want to keep him up longer than he wanted to be up. He was probably tired after what happened. He probably just wanted to go to sleep and forget about it.

Once her hand was freed, Kaneko gathered the dishes, leaving his glass on the table since it still had wine inside. She picked them up carefully and took them to the sink to wash them. She could understand what he was saying, he was right. Her entire life she was neglected. As a small child she had both a mother and a father, a few years later her mother walked out after many nights of arguments with her father. While they thought she had been sleeping, she was actually awake, leaning against her door listening.

Her father never stopped his work; whatever it was. Kaneko continued to be neglected but it was her life and she assumed it was supposed to be that way. But clearly it wasn't. "He is. Always so busy doing who knows what." When Allen asked her if she had talked to her father, she smiled. "There have been times, years ago where I tried. He just told me if he stopped working, then we'd have nothing. Said that I need to understand that all he's doing is to make sure I have everything I need." She answered quietly while lathering the dishes in soap.

"I don't understand though. All other fathers have regular jobs and are home a lot earlier then he is and they still have time for their families. You know, sometimes I call him and he doesn't answer. I guess I should just be happy he comes home at all. But...I often wonder why my mother...well...it doesn't matter." Kaneko's voice had gotten softer towards the end there. What was her father doing that was so bad her own mother left them?