said the President of the Empire, and nodded reassuringly to his brother, asking him to walk over to him. Reluctantly, Kaiba took the silver-gray key for the entire Kaiba Corporation out of his left trouser pocket and held it swaying in the palm of his hand, while his little brother slowly approached and stooped between the staff.He stopped right in front of Seto.
Seto Kaiba looked behind him at the waiting helicopter, immediately afterwards at his little brother, who looked at him questioningly. "I just have to go to another company ... it's out of town. So it will be a long time before I get back, so I'm flying now," said Seto with a serious expression.
He quickly reached out his right hand to Mokuba's right, gripped it with gentle pressure and placed the master key for the Kaiba Corp. in front of it. into it. Mokuba's eyes sparkled and he stared up at his big brother, who he just reached up to his navel. Regardless of why, Mokuba had always looked up to his brother, there was nothing in which he did not consider Seto the greatest and strongest.
"Meanwhile, take care of the company ... I'll rely on you, little brother. So don't do anything stupid. I also want you to stay home today," said the seventeen-year-old president.He looked around his staff and then looked into the eyes of the guard in front of him.
With a nod he invited him to listen. "You stay here with Mokuba ... and woe betide him a hair will be missing when I come back." His eyes slipped from this one security guard, and now met everyone present. "Do not think of doing what you want. Everything Mokuba says is the top priority today," said the entrepreneur gruffly.
"But sir, ...", one of the employees from the back row wanted to protest, but Kaiba stopped holding his left hand in the air so that the metal around his wrist sparkled in the sun. With an angry expression, he punished the barely eighteen-year-old man, who was valued as a scientist for the company, with an icy, arrogant look. The man humbly bowed his head and looked out into the street.
"If you don't stick to my words, the consequences will be pretty severe.I'm in a bad mood today, so you better not get me mad. Better do what you're told, or I'll make sure that you won't find any more work in this country. I said that everything Mokuba says to you comes first today, and that was my last word, "he said tensely.
A mute, humble nod could be seen from the now fully assembled staff.
Mokuba smiled contentedly when he dared a shy look at the crowd, which had split up to expose the man who apparently didn't want to follow Kaiba's instructions entirely. Although the little Fizepresident wasn't as cold and arrogant as his brother, he had the feeling that his brother had done the right thing at that moment, even if he sounded more like his adoptive father had back then.
Mokuba quickly put the key in his left pocket and crossed his arms over his chest. "I wish you a pleasant flight ..." Then he lowered his smiling gaze and took a deep breath."Please do me a favor and come back safely. I will miss you," said the little one emphatically.
"Don't worry," Seto said confidently and turned around. Immediately afterwards, he paused, took a forty-piece deck of cards out of his jacket pocket, and turned back to Mokuba.
The little boy looked expectantly at his big brother and let his arms slide next to his body.
Kaiba looked closely at his brother, shuffled his cards until he came to a very specific one and carefully pulled it out of the pile. With a satisfied look in his eyes, he held out the card to Mokuba. The boy's beautiful eyes lit up when he realized which card it was. It was the white dragon with an ice-cold look that symbolized their cohesion. The card that Kaiba wanted as a child and that he himself claimed was the most valuable.
"Take good care of this card," Kaiba said urgently."When I come back you will give it back to me."
Mokuba nodded with a smile and put the card in the yellow vest. "Will be done," he smiled.
Seto turned away, walked heavily towards the helicopter, which was manned by a pilot and the co-pilots, and got in. Less than a second later he had put the connection device to both of them in his ear, when the helicopter took off and flew towards the bright, red-yellow sun.
Mokuba watched the bird silently for a few more minutes. Despite the promise from Seto, Mokuba had a bad premonition, an uncomfortable, queasy feeling that steadily spread in his stomach and filled him to the limit. Something inside of him told him something terrible was about to happen. Something that no guard, no human being, could prevent. Fate was inevitable. He was worried, and just as he found himself not having believed his brother's words, he shook that thought aside and urged the staff to get back to work.After all, everything should go as it did shortly before.
The security guard named Roland, appointed by Seto, did not move from Mokuba's side, paused next to him without moving once. He stood there quietly, staring at the little twelve-year-old boy on the head.
Mokuba would represent his brother with dignity ... He promised that highly and holy ... with body and soul ...