Establishing the Heir

Nakayama Hayao very cooperatively raised his hands, making "whoosh, whoosh, whoosh" sound effects with his mouth.

Nakayama Takuya tossed his car keys onto the cabinet in the entryway, changed into slippers, and walked inside.

"This monster is calling a truce today." Nakayama Takuya walked over, lifted Kazuki out of the pile of cushions with one hand, and said, "Ultraman Taro's energy indicator is flashing red. He needs to go to the dining table and replenish his energy."

Kazuki kicked his short legs twice in midair. Once he saw who it was, he obediently hugged Ultraman tight.

"Did Daddy go to the United States and defeat the monsters?"

"I defeated them, and earned a little money to buy new toys while I was at it." Nakayama Takuya set him back on the floor and patted the back of his head. "Go wash your hands."

Kazuki ran toward the washroom with the toy in his arms.

Nakayama Hayao stood up, patted the dust from his knees, and glanced at his son.

"Things in the United States are wrapped up?"

"The Nasdaq bell-ringing went very smoothly, and I've looked over the venue at the Los Angeles Convention Center too." Nakayama Takuya bent down, picked up the sofa cushions one by one, and laid them back in place. "With your stamina, you'd have no problem setting up the exhibition floor at E3."

Nakayama Hayao snorted, did not take the bait, and turned toward the dining room.

In the dining room, the aroma of food had already spread through the air.

His mother, Nakayama Miyuki, came out of the kitchen carrying the last two plates of grilled salmon and set them on the table.

Eri sat to one side, helping Kazuki tie on an oil-proof bib.

"Perfect timing." Nakayama Miyuki straightened the chopsticks. "Wash your