47 Meeting father

Thus I went to father study.

It was a nice office, clearly decorated to impress, or to compensate for something. the desk was the major focus. A very old furniture, and if the story father told me were true, it was a gift by the departed Lucifer. Apparently my ancestor helped him for something and was 'favoured' enough to be gifted a desk. The rest of the office screamed money for anyone who had the knowledge to understand the value of it.

And in the middle of it all was my father, who had 'yet to realize my presence', since he was too concentrated on his work. And as a good son I was expected to wait for him to finish whatever he was doing, a stupid power play if there was one.

So I did the obvious thing :

Alexander : "Father, you asked for me ? What can I do for you ?"

Zeoticus : "Ah, Alexander, you are finally here. I ended up starting something waiting for you." He said looking annoyed, as if he had asked for me ages ago."

Alexander : "Maybe you should fire the maid responsible for my summon then, since I came the moment she told me. Clearly, Grayfia has let the discipline of our household's staff goes to shit."

Zeoticus : "I... I will think about it." He said with an hint of uneasiness since I wasn't following the stupid script he had no doubt in his head. "But that is not the reason for your presence here, I called you regarding an information I got recently. The rumour said that you had officially received your evil pieces. And that is despite your agreement to wait for them since we decided that you weren't mature enough yet."

Alexander : "I can confirm to you that I indeed received my evil pieces father. And I gave no such agreement. I think you mistook our discussion for what it was, an advice from someone with more life experience to help me take my decision. But I ultimately decided to receive them."

Zeoticus : "I am displeased Alexander. I do not appreciate you decided to ignore my orders, because that was what this was Alexander, not an advice, AN ORDER. What do you have to say for yourself ?"

Alexander : "Do you honestly care ?" I asked him weirdly

Zeoticus : "What do you mean ?"

Alexander : "Father, almost every child of noble families receive their evil pieces around eight years old. I am ten now. The fact that your excuse is that I am immature is just... I honestly have no word. The best counter example would be to point toward Rias. Do you honestly believe she is MORE mature than me ? After the humiliation she put our family though ? I think this is more about suppressing me since I could threaten Rias heirship. If this is it you do not need to be afraid since I honestly couldn't care less. I intend to live in Asgard in the future anyway, since over there I am not discriminated against, and they value my talents."

It really seemed he was not expecting something like that.

Zeoticus : "... You want to live in Asgard ?"

Alexander : "Yes. Is that surprising ?"

Zeoticus : "Honestly, yes. You would leave the underworld, one of the most powerful faction ? And what about your family, you'd leave your mother ? Don't you have a good relationship with her ? And what about our house ?"

Alexander : "Father, you can't be serious right ? The underworld is a faction on the brink of collapse. We have no allies, at best there are factions neutral toward us. The rest hate our guts. I'm not even talking about the internal strife, and the potential of another civil war in the next few years... As for family... Why on earth do you think I would care ? Everyone one made it clear I wasn't wanted here. Heck, even the servants spurn me... And me living in Asgard doesn't mean I'm cutting all ties, I'll be able to talk to mother every now and then. And lastly I couldn't care less about our house, since I never had, nor will ever have any responsibility toward it."

Weirdly I could see him panicking. And I couldn't really understand why.

Zeoticus : "I forbid it !"

Alexander : "Father, I'm not making a request, I'm just telling you. Why do you even care if I live in Asgard or the underworld ?"

Zeoticus : "ENOUGH ! You are confined in your room until you're willing to listen to reason !"

Alexander : "Uh ? Are you serious ? What's the matter with you father ? You never cared in the past, has something changed ? And what do you mean by not listening to reason, you haven't even told me why you want me to stay yet..."

Zeoticus : "Grayfia, take back Alexander to his room, he is confined until I deemed it fit ! He is to be bough to my study every day at four to be re-educated."

Grayfia : "Of course lord Zeoticus."

I could even see the hint of a smug smile on her face. I really hated her. As for my father... I remember being completely baffled by his attitude. It wasn't like him to care about me, and honestly, living in Asgard wasn't a big thing with teleportation. It would only pose problem if I was an official heir, which I clearly was not.

But in the end I just though it was weird and didn't care that much. As for my 'confinement', it wasn't worth shit. I had long found how to bypass the ward of the house to teleport outside and inside. And I had a little workshop in my room, one sufficient for my current project on the Valkyrie pieces. So I was going to 'obey' my father's wish for the moment. Even if it was only to found out why he freaked out.

And thus, nothing changed. I stayed in my room working on the Valkyrie pieces, ignored the rest of the house and had fun trolling Azazel and Ajuka.

And like that a day passed, and it was time for my very first 're-education' lesson.