Spy Mage System

Chapter 148

148 Kin’s House

All of a sudden I heard the growl of an engine behind me, as we turned around.

“A limo?!” Tisiah shouted in excitement, as she rushed to the window.

The man gave a slight chuckle and nod to his head. “You’re not missing much,” he said with a smirk, as we all walked into the back of the limo that came flying down the road with its lights turned off and it had the driver in front of it.

I sat down in the seat as we began to move, feeling like I was on top of the world.

Who knew limos has such an elevation to their seats?

The limo was quite fresh, with some leather seats that smelled like a nice perfume and they felt like they were made of real leather which made me feel good to be sitting down in them. The smell of the car was really nice of something like vanilla and butter as it drove us towards our destination, as we all sat back and enjoyed the ride.

The ride was smooth and fast, and the car was like a dream. We started to move along this small road, with many people walking about and blocking the way. “So where are you guys going?” he asked. “To Zekeshi Kin’s house or mansion or whatever,” September said, sounding very excited and filled with anticipation.

He smiled, “Yeah. That’s what I figured. Let me tell you something, you’re not going to like this mansion.”

“Like it looks bad or?”

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“It’ll make you jealous. We’ve seen it plenty before, and it aggravates me every single time I see it,” the man said with a chuckle. “Can’t wait to see how y’all would feel.”

“Can’t wait either,” Malachi said, as the car moved on towards our destination. The ride continued until we were almost there, and we began to move onto some sort of private drive with a huge mansion in front of us. And my goodness, I was aggravated.

The mansion was beautiful in many ways: it looked like it was made out of white marble that gleamed in the light and stood up so high it seemed like it was going to touch the sky. It had turrets and balconies that went on for what seemed like miles on each side-but there was even more!

The grass looked more alive than I was, as the flowers bloomed in so many colors that almost seemed to blend together as one single color that was so beautiful that it made you feel like you were in heaven. And the pillars, the pillars: they were massive and covered in gold with jewels at the end of them that were just glimmering in the light!

The windows were large and covered with glass, and even though I could not see through them because they were covered up by the white curtains, I could see the reflection of light, and the pool was glimmering, as it was filled with so many lights that gave the place a sense of warmth as if it was always lit up like Christmas Day!

I heard Tisiah sigh in amazement and I smiled to myself, looking out at the sight that we were now facing. “Wow...” Malachi muttered, as he leaned on his window, looking at it from afar.

“Wow is right,” the man said as he drove us right up to the front of the mansion and parked the car there, “That’s Zekeshi’s Mansion alright. We’ll be parked here to assist you later in your journey.” I nodded.

I gave them one more look, before we all got out of the car, and I opened my mouth wide and gaped at this mansion that was right in front of me.

“Alright guys!” September said. “Try to stay calm.”

I nodded and looked around, noticing the guards who stood at every entrance of the house. They had their swords drawn and they were all wearing some sort of black uniform-with red trims that went around their shoulders and their heads were covered by some sort of cap.

Were those ninjas?

I know this man does not have ninjas as his bodyguards, there is no way, right?

“Let’s get this party started!” Malachi shouted in excitement, as we all walked towards the entrance.

A man in a red suit came forward towards us as soon as we began walking up to the doors, looking at us with an expression that looked concerned. His face wasn’t too wrinkled, and he didn’t have gray hair somehow, but he looked like he was 65. He looked mean as well, as his eyes were filled with contempt for us. “May I help you kids?” he asked, but he seemed to be implying ‘no’.

I smiled and gave him a polite look.

“We have something that may pretty much concern you actually,” September said. “It’s very important.” The man chuckled, “Is it money?”

I blinked twice before I responded, “No.”

“Are you sure?” he asked, tilting his head as he looked at me. “Because I don’t know what else is important that you have to offer me other than poor families who send their kids to ask for money, as if I’m gonna change my answer.”

“No, it may consist of your grandson,” I said, feeling myself get angry as I felt my blood boiling within me as I looked him in the eyes. “His name is Masaru Kin.”

“Oh?” he said, raising an eyebrow as he began to laugh a bit. “Like I didn’t know that.” He chuckled once more before he gave us a serious expression. “You don’t have any business here.”

“We do,” September said with a glare on her face. “Important business.”

Zakeshi Kin looked at us suspiciously before he opened the door, I guess signaling us to follow him. We followed behind him, and he led us into his mansion. It was just as beautiful inside as it was outside! We all stopped in our tracks at what we saw once we got inside of the building. The walls were a beautiful red, but there were many paintings on the wall of a very dark red color that stood out from everything else in the room. They were painted with different scenes from different wars and battles from different countries. The tiles were breathtaking, as they had been made out of tiles that had a black color with different colors painted all over them which seemed to be made out of different kinds of jewels and rubies.

The furniture was top class: they were made out of leather, wood, and gold-which I thought was quite extravagant, since it looked so expensive. There were some bookshelves along the walls which seemed to be made out of the same material and they were lined up, holding many different kinds of books which were all written in different languages that I didn’t know-but it looked like they had been handmade by hand with gold inlays and jewels.

This man must be a trillionaire or something, I thought to myself.

There were several tables around the room which had different kinds of foods: fruits and meat, which looked amazing to me. The floor was tiled in black as well, as it looked so hard that it could last for thousands of years and it felt like it was just a piece of stone or something.

I had never been in such a place before-not even close to being in a place like this.

“Okay, take a seat in one of these chairs if you’d like,” he said in an annoyed tone, looking at us. “I’ve had enough of you children.” He gave us a sarcastic look before he walked out of the room. “You can find your own table if you’d like to.”

“No we’re fine here,” I said, rolling my eyes.

I took a seat on the chair, and my bottom felt comforted, as if it were a king’s chair. “It’s very comfy here,” I muttered, smiling.

I turned to September and she looked a bit annoyed with Zakeshi Kin’s attitude towards us, but she simply smiled as if she was just enjoying life. All of a sudden, a maid came into the room, looking at us with a stern expression on her face. “May I get you anything?” she asked, looking at us.

“Yes!” Zakeshi Kin shouted, running into the room and speaking to her in an excited tone. “Get my visitors some-uh-lemonade and make us all an omelet, being that this is quite the morning,” he said, still looking at us as if we were scum. “Make it quick!” he said with a snort, and he went back into his room.

The maid stood there for a minute before she finally spoke to us again, “I’ll be back with your entries.” Then he came back, now with only his gray vest, before he sat. “Now what is the deal with my grandson?”