Dirty Laundry

"Sasaki Jun is closely involved with my family. And he'll hear what I have to say, as will my children," as he spoke, Takeda-san looked at each of them, and looked back at his wife who came forward,

"Hayato, we are not thinking clearly. We are still shocked and ashamed because of all we had to go through while watching those obscenities. I'm upset. We're tired. And find that 'PERSON' here, inside the house, embar..." 

She snorted, glancing at Jun with great contempt,

 "I was exalted, dear. Please send him away, and we will talk over tea and some treats. Aren't you guys hungry? I am! Haruki must be hungry too. Could you be able to transfer Haruki's report to the police for tomorrow, hubby?" Mrs. Nozomi's voice had returned to its melodious tone.

That's how she stepped back. His mother was getting around the conflict to reach the end she wanted. Haruki had never seen this as manipulation until today.