The Future Will Change

The next day…

News of two college students going missing had reached the police and the news media by proxy. Security would start to be heavily amped up around the campus as a result as all of the students looked out from their dorms to see a multitude of squad cars roaming around alongside several armed policemen.

From inside the campus, Silver Spoon had just been walking from one side to the other for a different class as she spoke with her mother on the phone…

“Yeah, mom. I know. Don’t worry, I’ll be sure to keep in contact with you throughout the day. I don’t think I’ll be attacked but I definitely won’t be going out late at night. You can trust me on that.”

As she hung up, Filament approached and started walking alongside her. “Hey, Silver. Everything alright with your folks?”

“Yeah, my mom is just worried which is understandable,” she replied as she put her phone in her pocket, “If it was my daughter on the line, I’d be concerned too. So those two never came back, huh?”

“...yeah, it’s strange,” Filament admitted, “Hopefully it’s nothing related to a mutant attack, but we can’t rule anything out.”

Silver Spoon took a more passive stance. “No no no…I’m not getting wrapped up in this. Let’s let campus security handle it. Hell, call the military if need be.”

Filament shook her head. “...I see why Diamond Tiara calls you passive. You need to take action sometimes, Silver. Can’t just let everyone else do everything for you.”

“Yeah, no,” Spoon replied as she pushed up her glasses, “I’m perfectly content with staying in my own little bubble while the world sorts itself out. I’ve got way too much stuff to worry about otherwise. My cousin Salad’s already moving up and working on her own business so I’m lagging behind my mom’s expectations.”

“...ah. That’s…yeah…” Filament couldn’t really comment since she wasn’t too familiar with how the life of a wealthy young woman with a lot of expectations placed on her shoulders went. “I wonder what your mom’s doing right about now…”

“Probably at the salon with Tiara’s mom,” Spoon answered in a huff, “Discussing our ‘futures’ I bet.”

“...eh?”

Indeed. At a high-end Salon in the middle of Vanhoover…

Next to Spoiled Rich was another, voluptuous middle-aged woman about her age. With gray skin not unlike her daughter’s a head of silver-white hair. This was Silver Spoon’s mother. Dressed in a set of formal gray pants and a matching business suit top in which her ample bosom was nearly bulging out with visible cleavage and a rather round, almost pear-shaped lower half with a wide pair of hips and bottom. Both she and Spoiled Rich were having their nails done at booths next to each other in the upper-class beauty parlor with pearlescent cream floors and the softest chairs made of green alligator leather as a piano player played soft music nearby.

After the phone call, Spoiled Rich would ask her friend, “...Is your daughter okay, Silver Lining?”

Silver Lining was her name. The matriarch of the Silver Family. She would respond, “Yes. I just got off the phone with her, Rich. Some of their friends went missing last night and haven’t returned to the dormitories since. I’m somewhat concerned.”

“Given who our daughter’s shared boyfriend is,” Spoiled Rich spoke up in reference to Keiji, “I don’t think they’ll have much to worry about.”

Indeed. Both families were fully aware of the fact that their daughters had been romantically involved with a certain vampboy for the last three years now in what was essentially a polyamorous relationship. This presented both complications and benefits for the aging families and who the heirs to their companies would be…

“Of course,” Lining rolled her eyes as she thought about it, “Normally, such a thing would be forbidden, but given how many times he’s kept them both safe, we figured it would be easier to simply allow it.”

Spoiled scoffed, “Hmph. Finally. However, while that does make things a bit easier regarding who the inheritances of our companies would go to…”

Given that the social structure of both families prioritized male members above female ones.

Silver Lining would nod, then bring up a counterpoint, “However...it makes things a tad awkward regarding relations. If that young man doesn’t properly take care of either of them, or if he shows favoritism to one over the other, he’s going to suffer quite a lot.”

Spoiled Rich couldn’t deny it. Both families were easily among the wealthiest in the country due to the Rich Family’s monopolization on general stores and housing and the Silver Family’s control over jewelry and cookware.

And with that level of wealth came unsavory customers looking to stir trouble. And with that, came both families’ method of defense and retaliation: Enforcers.

Or private mafias in more graphic terms.

“Trust me, Line. I’m fully aware of what your…’family’ is capable of. I don’t think Keiji is foolish enough to give one of our daughters preferential treatment over the other.”

Lining huffed and held her polished nails in front of the desk fan nearby. “...Very well, Spoiled. I do trust this boy, I really do. And ultimately it does save us both the trouble of looking for suitors for both of them. But with all of the recent attacks lately, I don’t want to take any chances.”

“Hrm…” Spoiled turned in her seat so the stylist could work on her other hand. The news of the recently missing college students put her into a state of concern that she couldn’t ignore. So she came up with an idea. “...alright. If it makes you feel better, Lining, I have an idea on how we can keep a closer eye on the three of them.”

“I’m listening.”