Chapter 4

A solicitor calls everything is revealed.

Martin had been at the village and staying at his stepmom's house for just over a month, and for the first time, he felt like he was home.

Everybody was friendly he got on with his step grandfather; he got on very well with his stepmother and with Izumi who was Akatsuki’s unofficial carer when Hiroto was busy.

Even the local people in the small village, had now accepted him and they would talk to him. They would try their best to speak to him in broken English.

And he would clumsily try to reply back in Japanese.

But his Japanese was improving.

Hiroto and Izumi would take it in turns to teach him Japanese among other things.

Martin likes to go for walks and explore the countryside around the village. The countryside was very beautiful and there were a lot of hiking trails.

Martin would often go and hike the trails for hours on end, only returning when it started to get dark.

Martin was returning from one of his hiking trips. He was tired and hot when he got to the front of the house.

He saw Hiroto talking to a man dressed in a smart expensive suit, holding a briefcase he looked English or at least European.

When Martin got up close to them, they sort of went quiet.

Hiroto Introduced him to the man. The man was his father's late solicitor and he was wrong. He was not American nor English. He was German but spoke fluent English as well as Japanese.

His name was, Hans Heydrich.

Mr Heydrich now said to Martin.

“I'm glad I have found you at home, it's time we discussed your inheritance. Which your late father has left you.”

Martin looked at him oddly.

“I don't understand what inheritance?”

The solicitor now explained to Martin.

“That the house the land as well as a lot of investments where his. They had been left to him and him alone.”

Martin now asked him.

“About the house and why it had not been left to Hiroto.”

The solicitor just shrugged his shoulders and said to him.

“Your father was odd. But he was of sound mind, so his will stands.”

He then opened his briefcase took out some paperwork. He then got Martin to sign several documents.

When the last documents were finally signed.

He said to him.

“Now everything is yours, you will receive through the post confirmation of all your investments. Or you can just allow my company to carry on managing them as your father did.

If so, you will receive an annual payout.”

Martin casually asked.

“How much is the annual payout worth?”

His jaw dropped when Mr Heydrich told him.

“At the moment the shares are worth about, $1, 500000 per year.

If you sell them, you are looking at 3, 000, 000.

Mr Heydrich now apologised to him, for the rushed job,

But he needed to get back to Tokyo, then he was flying back to his office in Brussels.

Martin now shook, Mr Heydrich’s hand.

And the man departed in an expensive looking hire car.

Hiroto Now looked sad and said to him.

“I think we need to go in the house and talk, there's a few things. I have not told you. And I feel ashamed for lying to you.

But we were frightened you would throw us out and sell everything.”

After Martin had washed up and had something to eat.

He was ready to sit down with them and sort things out.

Sat around the table in the living room was Martin, Hiroto and Akatsuki.

Hiroto had placed water and a few snacks on the table.

Nervously they made small talk, they talked about the weather. how he's enjoying his stay, how was he enjoyed hiking the countryside.

And how well he was doing fitting in with the local populace, and how respectful he had been to everyone.

Martin smiles and just bows to both.

Martin said I want to get things sorted, that's why I've asked you both here.

First off before Mr Heinrich rushed away.

I managed to get his business card off him. And I have sent him an e-mail.

I've instructed him to start the legal process of putting this house the land and all my father's investments into your name, Hiroto.

As far as I'm concerned, the house the money is yours.

And it should always have been yours. Just because my dad started to feel guilty. Later in life. He didn't feel guilty when he was doing these things to me.

So, I don't want to profit from them now.

And the bank account you set up for me, I have Cancelled it and instructed the bank not to take any more money out of your personal savings.

Martin now put a pile of bank notes on the table.

This money came from yours and my father’s savings, as for the money I have already spent, I will sent it back to you, so much every month.

It was Akatsuki, who picked up on his last remark.

Akatsuki now asked him.

“If he was going somewhere?”

Martin just nodded to him.

He then got up and started to leave the room; he then turned around to see that both were crying.

Martin now playfully joked.

“I will miss, this place and you all, but not that bloody table, it kill’s my knees.”

He then left the room.

Martin laid on his bed for an hour or so. He was waiting for it to start to get dark.

Not too dark just dark enough so that he could slip away. Without upsetting anybody and causing anybody any distress.

He had traded his suitcase to somebody he saw waiting at a bus stop.

For an old rucksack, a day ago. The rucksack was good enough for what he needed.

He was now dressed in his red jumper and blue jeans and trainers.

He had only packed a few essentials into his rucksack. He didn't need a great deal.

Martin had about 100 in cash on him, which he forced himself to take.

As he needed travelling money. But he would repay it with the other money, he had spent as soon as he could.

Martin now got off the bed and looked out the window of his bedroom.

It was dark enough; he put the rucksack on his back.

He quietly opened the sliding door, which led to the porch.

He now left the room closed the door behind him and walked off the porch.

Martin now started to quietly walk down the path to the village. He used the outer path which he had found on one of his walks. It bypassed the village altogether; it was rocky narrower and steeper.

But it would lead him straight to the crossroads just a few miles from the village and hopefully he could hitchhike a lift from there.

Martin was now tired by the time he got to the crossroads. He had forgotten how far it was. Martin took off his rucksack sat down on what looks to be a comfortable rock. It wasn't. He then took a bottle of water from one of the side pockets of the rucksack, and he took a long drink. He then opened the rucksack and took out some peanuts. And he started to eat them. After he had drank and ate something. He started to feel a little bit better. Luckily the night was quite warm, but it was getting dark quicker now.

Martin hopefully looked down the roads, hoping to see any traffic whatsoever. Then after around 30 Minutes of waiting, he saw headlights coming towards him.

He could also hear the sound of an engine struggling.

A few minutes later an old rusty battered looking truck pulled up at the crossroads. However, before Martin could go and ask for a lift the trucks door opened.

At first, he didn't recognise the figure walking towards him until she was illuminate by the headlights of the old truck it was Hiroto and she looked like she had been crying.

She stood just a few yards away from him just looking at him. Martin thought to himself she seemed dressed very oddly.

Martin was now shocked by what she was wearing, a long black open coat, black bra, black panties and black stockings.

She now was stood right next to him, and she said in a sad urgent tone.

“I want you to see what you're going to miss if you leave me and run away.”

Martin just looks at her; he can see her pain.

He grabs her and pulls her close to him; her large breasts soon pop out of her small bra. Martin kisses her passionately while his hands roam over her large breasts.

After they had finished kissing.

Martin just looked at her, he now had a tear in his own eye.

He then said to her.

“I don't want to cause you pain, I was not sure whether you were being kind to me. Because you felt obligated. Because you were married to my father.

I love it here, but I'm afraid it's just an illusion a dream that will blow away with the wind. And if I did stay.

Wat would I be to everyone around here and especially to you”.

Hiroto, now hugged him close to her body and whispered into his ear.

“I can be anything you want me to be, just tell me what you want me to be. If it means you'll stay and make me happy. Then I will do it.”

Martin now pushed her away from him, and he looked at her from head to toe.

Martin then got down on one knee and held his hand up to her and spoke.

“I can only offer you my heart, I have no money, I have no land, I have no position. But I'm a quick learner and I can learn a skill. And provide for us all. I can promise you that I will love you when you want loving.

I will hold you when you're sad. I will make you happy.

Hiroto be my wife.”

Hiroto, Was silent for a very long time. But their eyes never stopped looking at each other. She then took his hand and placed it to her lips, and she kissed his hand gently. She then pulled him to his feet and placed the most passionate gentle loving kiss onto his lips.

When they broke the kiss, she whispered into his ear.

“Yes, forever and for always, in this life and the next. They then continued to kiss each other.

Hiroto and Martin were both stood at a deserted dirty Road junction. It was getting darker. It was getting colder.

Eventually, she whispered into his ear.

“I think we'd better go before the truck dies.”