Foster Mother

Ryo stood in front of the grand gate, guarded by several men. The guards, upon recognizing him, stiffened immediately. Their eyes flickered with respect, and when he approached, they bowed slightly, addressing him as "Ryo-sama." After all, he was one of the young masters of the Harada family.

"Ryo-sama, welcome back," one of the guards said with a nervous smile. "We weren't expecting you so soon."

Ryo nodded, his eyes scanning the familiar surroundings. It had been a long time since he last visited the Harada estate. "How have you all been?" he asked casually, knowing these men had seen him grow up.

"We're doing well, Ryo-sama, but…," the guard hesitated before continuing, "Harada-sama might be a little too angry with you right now." He scratched his head awkwardly, as if not sure how to deliver the news gently.

Ryo chuckled lightly, scratching the back of his own head. "Yeah, I figured that much. This is going to be a tough one."