บท 101: Worthy

Two gentlemen were standing by the hallway, listening intently on the chaos inside the greenhouse, yet they did not step inside.

"Are you not going to pacify her?" a man in his mid fifties asked the younger man in a harsh voice. The elder man was standing tall, with his back straight. Dressed in blue and white kimono, he looked peaceful and unassuming, yet his voice was strict and stern like a military general.

Ido Kanagawa was looking at a view of a beautiful Japanese garden which spread out in acres behind his main residence. The lush, tranquil greenery was dedicated to his beloved, Ayane, who passed away few years ago. From his line of sight, he could see bonsai trees that stand majestically on top of showcasing pillars. The ancient looking plants were lined up perfectly on the outer side of the garden. They circled around the garden and elevated the harmony of the whole area.