" Nothing good on this damn TV.. "

Akihito grumbled, setting the remote as he went over into the dining room and sat down. He had a bottle of beer in his hand, taking a drink out of it as he saw his two sons walk in at the same time. He ignored the two, taking another sip as Isamu sat down away from him. Akihito put his bottle down, clearing his throat. He looked over when Senzai handed him a paper. He snatched it, pushing up his glasses as he slowly started to read it. The tension in the room was building fast. Akihito stayed silent for a minute, furrowing his eyebrows as he ripped the paper in half, smashing his fist into the table.

" AN ART UNIVERSITY?! ME AND YOUR MOTHER DIDN'T ASK FOR THIS. You're getting NO WHERE with art! We wanted you to do law school, God damnit! Why do you never fucking listen?! "

Akihito started raising his voice, standing up. He noticed Senzai nonverbally pleading for Isamu's help, which was pathetic. He stared at Isamu for a moment, then back at Senzai. Akihito took the bottle, smacking it into Senzai's head as the glass broke. The room filled with Senzai's scream and beer pouring onto the ground. Mixed with blood, which got on Akihito's shirt and shoes. He gritted his teeth, dropping the glass.