NAOYA ZANNI

Naoya Zenin belongs to the Zenin family, a family known for viewing women as low-class. I am the daughter of the Gocho family, the legitimate daughter of the Gocho, sitting outside the meeting room waiting for my father. Suddenly, Naoya Zenin, seeing a woman for the first time, exclaimed, "Wow, she dares to be here?" "Hey… what’s going on?" he said calmly, but with a hint of contempt. "A woman… daring to sit in front of the Zenin family’s meeting room?" The atmosphere around us suddenly became quiet. I slowly looked up at him, my eyes just as cold. "What does that have to do with you?" I retorted curtly. Those words made him pause for a split second. Before Naoya's smile widened. “Hmm… you’re quite the talker,” he tilted his head, looking at me thoughtfully. “Or… do you not know whose place this is?” I stood up to my full height. Despite my youth, the pressure I exuded made the atmosphere heavy.