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Kapitel 11: A Mother's Priorities

  Mihuru continued her playful scolding of DG, earning laughter from the entire room.

  **Mihuru (teasing):** Honestly, those dance moves are quite impressive, but I'm not sure if "DG" stands for "Dancing Guru."

  Her taunts only seemed to get funnier as they progressed through the video presentation. As the images of DG flashed on the screen, her commentary didn't cease.

  **Mihuru (mocking):** And here, ladies and gentlemen, we have DG, showing us his range of facial expressions—ranging from "I just won the lottery" to "I can't find my car keys."

  But then, as the slideshow continued, they stumbled upon a picture that brought the room to a stunned silence. It was a photo of Amane with black hair. Mihuru's heart raced at the sight.

  **Mihuru (thoughts):** How can this be?

  Unable to contain her curiosity, she turned to one of her employees and asked about the mysterious image.

  **Mihuru (curious):** Who is he?

  The employee, unaware of the connection, answered confidently.

  **Employee:** That's DG, mam. He dyed his hair black according to the information I received.

  Mihuru and those who knew Amane were left in shock. They exchanged glances, their minds racing with thoughts of the impossible.

  **Mihuru (uncertain):** It can't be... just a coincidence, right?

  Their minds were filled with uncertainty, and they desperately clung to the hope that this revelation was nothing more than an eerie coincidence.

  As Mihuru was in the midst of her playful banter about DG, her phone suddenly buzzed with an incoming call. She looked at the caller ID, and her heart skipped a beat when she saw that it was one of her trusted employees.

  **Mihuru (concerned):** Excuse me, everyone. I need to take this call.

  She stepped out of the meeting room, anxiety building with every passing second. As she answered the call, her voice trembled.

  **Mihuru (worried):** What's the matter? Why are you calling now?

  The employee's voice on the other end was filled with urgency.

  **Employee:** Mam, I'm sorry to disturb you during the meeting, but we have a situation. Izumi... he's gone. We can't find him anywhere.

  Mihuru's heart sank as she heard those words. Panic welled up inside her, and she fought to keep her composure.

  **Mihuru (frantic):** Gone? What do you mean, gone? Where is he? Have you checked everywhere?

  The employee assured her that they had searched the premises thoroughly, but there was no sign of Izumi.

  **Employee:** We've looked everywhere in the building, but we can't find him. We've also contacted the security team to review the CCTV footage.

  Mihuru's voice quivered as she replied.

  **Mihuru (desperate):** I'm on my way. Keep searching, and don't stop until we find him. Please, please hurry.

  With that, she hung up and rushed back into the meeting room, her face pale and her hands trembling.

  **Mihuru (frantic):** I'm sorry, everyone. I have to go. Something's happened to my son, Izumi. We need to find him.

  The room filled with a heavy silence, and then, one by one, people offered their support and understanding.

  **Participant 1:** Of course, Mihuru. We'll pray for his safety.

  **Participant 2:** Don't worry about the meeting. We'll handle things here. Just focus on finding your son.

  With gratitude in her eyes, Mihuru nodded and rushed out of the room, her heart filled with a mother's worry and determination to reunite with her missing son.

  Tension filled the room, and as Mihuru made her way to leave, one concerned participant in the meeting asked about its continuation.

  **Participant 3:** Chairwoman, what about the meeting?

  Mihuru, with a worried expression on her face, replied with unwavering determination.

  **Mihuru (determined):** Nothing is more important to a mother than her son.

  She swiftly exited the room, flanked by her friends and her father, Jake, leaving behind a room filled with admiration for her unwavering love and devotion to her family.

 

**Narrator (reflecting):** In that moment, they saw a mother who was willing to sacrifice everything for her son, and their admiration for her grew even stronger.


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