10

In the center of the room was the bed, where her husband was sleeping soundly. She couldn't believe that he had moved all of his things out of their shared bedroom and into the guest room.

Ayaka moved close to the bed and gently shook Genji's shoulder, "Genji, Genji wake up."

Genji had just fallen asleep, he had spent the entire night moving all the stuff from his room down to the bedroom.

Genji rubs his eyes and blinks in confusion. He looked up at Ayaka, who was standing next to him with a worried expression.

"Why are you sleeping in the guest bedroom? Why is all your stuff here?" Ayaka asked with a concerned voice.

Genji remembered what happened yesterday and his face started burning in shame. He was embarrassed and started fidgeting with his hands while looking down at the floor.

Ayaka looked at him with a concerned expression, wanting to know what was wrong.

"Genji, what's wrong why are you acting all strange?"

"Ayaka, I can't go upstairs from today onwards." He said while feeling humiliated and embarrassed.

Ayaka was visibly confused. "What are you talking about?"

Genji still couldn't look Ayaka in the eyes. "Takashi has forbidden me from going upstairs." He replied his words barely a whisper.

Ayaka was shocked when she heard Genji, this raised so many questions in Ayaka's mind. "What?! Why would Takashi do that?"

"Because that's his punishment for being a bad father and a husband." Takashi answered as he entered the room.

Ayaka looked at Takashi with a questioning gaze and Takashi just winked at her with a big smile.

"Genji, have you transferred all the money into my account?"

"Yes"

"Takashi, what is going on?" Ayaka asked still confused.

Takashi took out his phone from his pocket and checked if he received the money. "Genji and I had a little conversation yesterday and we decided that from now on I will be head of this house, and Genji sleeping in the guest room and not being able to go upstairs are a few things that I changed."

Ayaka didn't know how Takashi managed to do all of this but was very pleased with the situation.

"3.5 million yen, not bad Genji, I didn't think you had that much money."(Around 26k dollars)

"I was saving up to buy a car." Genji meekly replied

"Genji how can you be so selfish? How dare you think about buying a car for yourself without taking your family's financial situation into consideration?"

Genji continued looking down and didn't dare to reply.

"Why are you just standing there? Apologize for what you have done."

Ayaka just stood there watching her husband being ordered around by Takashi. She could feel her heart racing as her son towered over her husband, ordering him to apologize for his 'wrongdoings'.

Her husband is clearly uncomfortable, his face turning red as he stutters out a meek apology.

"I am sorry."

Despite the awkwardness of the moment, Ayaka could feel her body reacting to the sight before her, a faint heat spreading through her. She could feel her breathing becoming shallow and her cheeks flushed as she watched her son humiliate her husband.

"It's safe to say you are not getting that car anytime soon, and Ayaka, I am starving, don't make me wait for too long for breakfast." Takashi replied as left the room.

"Ok" Ayaka quickly went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for Takashi.

'3.5 million yen is good but it's not enough for me to live the life I want. I need to plan my next step carefully.' Takashi was in deep thought.

'I don't want to waste my time by fucking those worthless pieces of meat of my school, besides I have already turned the most beautiful girl in my school into my slave. I need to find a beautiful woman with money and status.'

Suddenly an image of a woman popped up in Takashi's head. 'She is the perfect candidate, a woman with both immense wealth and statue along with beauty.'

Takashi quickly ate breakfast and left the house. "Time to spend some of my hard-earned cash."

The scene was set in a bustling shopping district in Tokyo, Japan. A young Japanese boy was walking around the street, dressed in the latest designer clothes.

He looked confident and content as he strode along, a gleam of self-satisfaction in his eyes. As he walked, the boy stopped at various stores, browsed through racks of clothes, and selected the most fashionable items.

He spoke with the shopkeepers in a friendly manner and was unfazed by the prices of the clothing. He paid in cash and moved on, seemingly oblivious to the admiring glances from passersby.

The boy then made his way to a luxury spa and salon, where he was immediately welcomed by the staff. He was treated to a full makeover, complete with a facial, manicure, and haircut. Afterward, stood in front of the mirror, admiring his new look with a satisfied smile on his face.

The boy was Takashi, he was standing in the center of the room, wearing a crisp white shirt, blue jeans, and a pair of sneakers. His dark hair was gelled and styled with precision, and his bright eyes were framed with thick black eyeliner.

He stared at himself in the mirror admiringly, a smug smile playing across his lips as he takes in his appearance. The room was filled with soft light, casting a warm glow over the boy's features. He took a step back, and struck a few poses, admiring the way his clothes fit his slim figure.

He turned to the side, admiring the way his hair falls around his face, and then he strikes a few more poses, adding a few playful expressions. The boy admired himself in the mirror for a few more moments, before finally turning away and heading out of the room.

"Well, I spent all my money but soon money won't be an issue for me anymore."