<div class="floatleft">(http://fdzeta.com/data/MetaMirrorCache/_2vtxicw.jpg)</div><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: courier;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">JUN HIDEKO</span></span></strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=237289.msg11683894#msg11683894)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Hideko Residential Towers --> Shopping District Mall/Lingerie Shop<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Abigail/Terra (Angiejuusan), Miquel Nagato (Zaer Darkwail)<br/><br/><hr/>Jun listened with barely concealed amusement as Miquel explained the various deceptions taken to avoid the press.  "Somewhat sickening, isn't it - the amount of forethought gone into avoiding the press," chuckled Jun.  "Before I started living on my own, I thought that such things were relegated to important officials, like the Prime Minister or a politically sensitive official.  Never quite thought I'd find myself in the same position.  I blame my father really - nobody even knew about me until I was in my teens, and then, all of a sudden, one of the richest men in Japan suddenly announces he has a son who will one day inherit his business empire - wham!  Suddenly everyone wants to know what's happening, who you are, what you're like, if you're single, where did you get your education.  Who you're mother was..."<br/><br/>At that mention, Jun instantly went gloomy.  He had not meant to let that last part out, but he was on a roll and it had slipped free without him meaning to.  Knowing that Abigail was telepathic, he quickly slipped into other thoughts, mostly miscellaneous, like what would be on the menu tonight, the current projects for Hideko Future Industries, and the like.  "Tell Miss Branford, do you have any particular fashions you'd like to see?  I'm certain most of the big names are available and please don't worry about the prices - you are a guest in my house and therefore your wishes are paramount; if you have need of anything, you need merely ask."<br/><br/>The streets passed by in a blur, and it didn't take much time for them to reach the shopping district at all.  Remembering that they were reaching a place he seemed to remember favourably, he directed Miquel to find parking so that they could disembark.  "Nagato-san, just remain in the car and keep it running in case we need to leave in a hurry.  Don't worry about the shopping, I'll be able to handle it."<br/><br/>Exiting the car, Jun looked over the mall, unaware of the disturbance occurring inside.<br/><br/>"Shall we make a move?"