Chapter 204 New Year in Iwate Prefecture: Fortunately I confessed (1)
December 25, early morning
[The temporary event ends and settlement begins]
[The player kisses Miki Kujo and Mai Asuka]
[Obtain: One-month 'Mastery Level' skill designation authority*1]
[Get: Ordinary New Year Gift Pack*1]
[Players open the New Year gift pack]
[888 million yen New Year's money, 50% off coupon for shopping malls*1, 50% off coupon for skills*1]
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December 25, early morning
Toru Watanabe ran through the alleys of the residential area and sat on the steps in front of Suga Shrine.
While eating a sandwich and drinking milk, I looked at the balcony of a house on the right, which was full of potted plants.
The potted plant is small and looks very delicate, and it is obvious that it has been well cared for.
After a while, the three old ladies who were doing morning exercises came over at the speed of race walking.
"Come on, the future of the island nation depends on you." They kept walking and said to Toru Watanabe.
"Of course! Thank you!" Toru Watanabe turned around and waved to them in thanks.
They didn't know when it started, maybe since they saw him running on rainy days, they thought Watanabe Toru was an athlete.
When Watanabe Toru left, the priests at Suga Shrine were beginning to clear the snow on the approach to the shrine.
I returned to the rental house and took a shower. It was already seven o'clock.
It was still early before the nine o'clock appointment with Kiyono Rin, so Watanabe Toru was going to meet Kujo Miki.
On the way to the villa, I looked at the lights on the trees along the road. They were as romantic as the Milky Way last night, but they seemed very annoying during the day.
"You're up?" Toru Watanabe looked at the neatly dressed Miki Kujo in surprise.
Even though they had been sleeping in the same bed for so long, he had never seen Kujo Miki get up so early.
No, on the Monday after Ochanomizu's temporary event, he deliberately went to school early, and happened to meet Miss Kujo who was accompanied by bodyguards.
"Aren't you here for 7 o'clock? Why are you here?" Without waiting for Watanabe Toru to answer, Kujo Miki said, "Forget it, follow me."
The two got into a luxury car.
"Where are we going?" asked Toru Watanabe.
Kujo Miki drank her coffee: "Head office."
Although Toru Watanabe
"Meiji." He held Miji's pantyhose-covered feet in his arms and massaged her thighs.
Miki Kujo raised her eyes and glanced at him.
She placed the coffee cup on the small table on the central armrest, massaged her forehead as if she hadn't slept well, closed her eyes and said:
"Tell me, what's the matter."
"Well, last night..."
Toru Watanabe told the story of Kiyono Rin going to Iwate Prefecture to celebrate the New Year, trying his best to describe it in a way that would not make Kujo Miki angry.
The car fell into silence.
The robot Shizuru looked at Toru Watanabe with eyes that showed him dead.
Toru Watanabe gently kneaded the beautiful legs of Kujo Meiji, tapping them from time to time.
As the car passed the Tsukiji Market, Kujo Miki suddenly spread out her fair and tender right hand:
"Give me the gun."
"Meiji?!"
"Just shut up, Miss!"
“…”
Jingliu took out a pistol, considerately opened the safety, and placed it in Kujo Miki's hand.
Miki Kujo took her legs back from Toru Watanabe's arms.
She stood up and knelt on the seat between Watanabe Toru's legs with her left knee. She grabbed his collar with her left hand and put the pistol in her right hand against his temple.
"Once or twice, do you really think I dare not kill you?"
"No, Meiji, listen to my explanation. I really just said it casually at that time. It was a complaint!"
"Complain?" Kujo Miki said coldly, "You can't refuse? Do you need me to teach you?"
In front of Toru Watanabe was Kujo Miki 's breasts, and he glanced at the pistol on his temple with his peripheral vision.
Q: Is it a real gun?
Answer: One thousand percent
Q: Is it dangerous?
A: It’s hard to say
Question: Are you sure you can snatch it?
A: Yes
Q: So, how will Kujo Miki react after the gun is taken away?
Answer: Toru Watanabe doesn’t even dare to think about it!
"Meiji, Meiji! Listen to my explanation! Things are definitely not what you think!"
"Are you going to quibble again? Ha."
In Watanabe Toru's understanding, this murderous sentence means: If you have something to say, say it quickly.
"Qingye said that people like her are not welcome at events like the New Year. At this time, as a friend, she wants to come to my house to celebrate the New Year. Can I refuse? There is no reason to refuse, don't you think, Meiji?"
"There's no reason to refuse? Then I want to kill you now, do you have any reason to refuse?"
"have!"
The corner of Kujo Miki's mouth curled up into a 'see what else you can say' smile.
Of course, it would be better to hope for a Gundam to fly down from the sky than to try to find warmth in this smile.
"To prove that I have no intention of doing anything to Qingye, I came here to tell you!"
"Where do you want the body buried?"
"Wait! I'm not finished yet!"
Toru Watanabe could only use his trump card.
"Meiji, I'm here to invite you to go back with me. I want you to meet my parents."
Miki Kujo stared at Toru Watanabe closely, examining him for several minutes before pushing him away.
She spread her hands, Jingliu carefully took the pistol and immediately turned on the safety.
Miki Kujo sat back in her seat, leaning her back against the seat, her hands on the central armrest, her feet naturally crossed.
"When other couples quarrel, they just fight at most. Why do we two have to use guns?" Watanabe Toru complained in the tone of someone who had survived a disaster.
Kujo Miki snorted coldly as if to say "You've already gotten a good deal", closed her eyes and said nothing.
For some reason, Shizuru looked at Watanabe Toru with a little surprise and admiration.
Ten minutes later, the car stopped in front of the company's gate and three people got out.
Miki Kujo walked in front, with Toru Watanabe and Shizuru following behind her.
"Miss, Master, good morning."
"Miss, Master!"
Along the way, company employees bowed and greeted each other.
I took the elevator, but instead of going to the office on the top floor, I came to the conference floor.
As soon as she got out of the elevator, a middle-aged woman who looked very shrewd walked up to Kujo Miki with a pile of information.
"Miss, everyone is here."
Kujo Miki said "hmm" nonchalantly.
Arriving in front of a large conference room with double doors, Jingliu stopped and stood guard at the door.
Toru Watanabe also stopped and prepared to sit in the rest area at the entrance of the conference room for a while and send a text message to Kiyono Rin to explain the situation here.
"What are you doing?"
"Hmm?" Facing Kujo Miki's sharp gaze, Watanabe Toru asked tentatively, "I want to go in too?"
Miki Kujo didn't answer and walked into the door opened by the middle-aged woman.
Watanabe Toru had no choice but to follow him in.
As he passed by the middle-aged woman, he thanked her quietly.
The middle-aged woman bowed her head to him.
The conference room was as large as an auditorium, with a high and ornate ceiling and a precious carpet embroidered with nine vines on the floor.
In the middle of the conference room, there is a long table that can seat dozens of people. The office chairs, which look very heavy at first glance, are all black.
The chairs were already full of people, all dressed in suits and ties, and all middle-aged or older.
At this time, they all stood up and bowed to Kujo Miki.
Miki Kujo walked to the top and sat down in the seat that symbolized the president.
On the wall behind her was a huge carving of nine vines.
"Sit down."
"yes!"
Everyone sat down in unison.
At this time, Toru Watanabe had only walked halfway in.
He originally wanted to see how the middle-aged woman sat, but she kept walking behind him.
Kujo Miki looked over and noticed the hesitant expression on his face.
She pointed to the chairs against the wall for those who were not qualified to sit at the conference table: "Move up a chair and sit next to me."
"Hmm?" Toru Watanabe looked at the position of Miki Kujo.
She was at the top, and the person closest to her at the conference table was at least two meters away.
He is just a son-in-law, no, he is just a boyfriend now.
"Isn't this bad? I'll just sit over here."
"Come here." Kujo Miki's tone did not allow for rejection.
"……All right."
Before Watanabe Toru was about to move the stool, a slightly fat, short middle-aged man at the conference table quickly stood up and helped him move the chair before he did.
"Is that Watanabe-kun? You are indeed a handsome man. Come, please take a seat." The short middle-aged man said with a smile.
“…Oh, thank you.”
As for the other senior executives present, some showed disdain for the short middle-aged man's behavior, some turned a blind eye, and some felt hatred and regret.
Watanabe Toru sat down on the chair.
"Everyone got the information last night, right?" Kujo Miki said, "Are there any suitable candidates?"
A thin old man in the middle raised his hand.
"Director Nagashima." Miki Kujo nodded.
The old man surnamed Nagashima stood up and said, "I recommend Managing Director Kurosaki."
Toru Watanabe noticed that everyone present turned their eyes to a middle-aged man who was very close to the seat above.
"Tell me about it." Kujo Miki's tone was noncommittal.
"After Managing Director Kurosaki took over the real estate of our company, its performance has been ranked first every year. Now it has become one of the three pillar companies of the Kujo Foundation, and its capabilities are outstanding..."
"Outstanding ability?" The man opposite the old man sneered, "The former general manager in charge of real estate betrayed the interests of the company and was dealt with by the president. General Manager Kurosaki did some things that should be done. Can this be called outstanding ability?"
"Kadota!" the old man shouted angrily.
The sound was particularly deafening in the quiet conference room.
Miki Kujo tapped the tabletop with her fingers.
The old man surnamed Nagashima quickly bowed over here and sat back quietly.
"President," another person stood up and said to Kujo Miki while bending over, "I recommend Managing Director Kishikawa."
"reason."
"Fifteen years ago, our company had no business in the steelmaking industry. When the previous president decided to expand the steelmaking industry, no one dared to take over. It was Managing Director Kishikawa, who was then the director, who founded Kobe Steel from scratch."
The man straightened his back and said confidently:
"This time, we have to create a mission from scratch, and Managing Director Kishikawa is definitely the most suitable person for this task."
At this time, another person raised his hand.
Kujo Miki glanced at him, and the man got permission and stood up.
"I recommend Executive Director Shinsuke..."
Before he finished speaking, a man near the leader asked with concern, "I heard that Shinsuke, who is in charge of the hotel industry in Kagoshima, owes the bank 1 billion yen. I wonder if he has paid it back?"
"Hahaha!"
There was laughter in the conference room.
The short, middle-aged fat man who had just helped Watanabe Toru move the chair had an ugly look on his face, and from time to time he looked at Kujo Miki's expression with a guilty look.
"Kagoshima Hotel is also one of our company's businesses."
As soon as Kujo Miki opened her mouth, everyone present fell silent.
"Since it's our company's property and we owe you money," she looked around and squinted her eyes, "How can you laugh?"
You could hear a pin drop in the conference room. Most people lowered their heads in silence, not daring to meet her gaze.
Watanabe Toru, who had excellent hearing, could even hear the sound of some senior executives swallowing hard.
Toru Watanabe looked at Miki Kujo at this time.
She sat at the top, and those directors who controlled hundreds of millions or billions looked like students in front of her.
And yet, Watanabe Toru could kiss her whenever he wanted, hug her whenever he wanted, and even tear her pantyhose and press her down on the bed at any time.
Miki Kujo didn't notice his obscene gaze, stared at the senior executives present for a while, and said:
"This meeting is to recommend candidates and see who is more outstanding, not to expose secrets."
"I'm sorry!" The person who had just laughed at General Manager Shinsuke stood up and bowed deeply to Kujo Miki and everyone else.
"Don't talk about past mistakes. It's a waste of everyone's time." Kujo Miki glanced at him and said, "Sit down."
"yes!"
The meeting continues.
After listening for a while, Toru Watanabe roughly understood what was going on.
Three executive directors are competing for control of a certain industry, among which Kishikawa and Kurosaki are the most competitive.
Another executive, Shinsuke, seemed to be capable, but he was always caught because of the poor management of the Kagoshima Hotel.
Toru Watanabe always felt that he had heard the name 'Shinsuke' somewhere before, but he couldn't remember where.
This is very unusual.
You have to know that his memory is excellent. He exercises it diligently every day. If he carefully recalls something he remembers, it is impossible for him to not remember it.
Unless he had something more important to do at the time.
Just as he was thinking about where he had heard the name 'Shinsuke' as an exercise to activate his brain, the meeting came to an end.
Everyone had said what they needed to say and waited quietly for Kujo Miki to make her decision.
Miki Kujo rested her hands on the armrests of her chair and closed her eyes in thought.
There was silence.
"Director Shinsuke."
"Here!" The short, middle-aged fat man stood up subconsciously, his suit tight around his belly.
"You go to Kanagawa."
"yes!"
Miki Kujo talked about the Chinese New Year again and told all the directors not to visit her to wish her a happy new year as she was going to travel.
After the meeting, Kujo Miki went back to the top floor office for something.
Watanabe Toru was wandering around the company, and soon he heard the rumor that 'CEO Shinsuke Kujo got the Kanagawa business because he moved a stool for the president's boyfriend.'
The rumor is very detailed.
What he is so handsome, the president likes him so much that he takes him with him wherever he goes;
What? He is the best student in the country, extremely smart, the president intends to let him participate in the company affairs, and it is very likely that he will take control of the Kujo family as a son-in-law in the future;
Wait, wait... Toru Watanabe almost believed it himself.
When Miki Kujo came down pulling a box, Toru Watanabe quietly asked her about this.
"How big is your face? It's all because of you." Kujo Miki stuffed the suitcase in her hand into his hand.
The two got on the elevator and Toru Watanabe pressed the button for the first floor.
"Why is that?" Watanabe Toru asked, "I don't think General Manager Shinsuke is very outstanding either."
"No matter how unremarkable you are, you still have the last name Kujo. This is the decision made by my mother and me."
"Oh!" Watanabe Toru finally remembered, "It was the last time I hugged you and kissed you, and your mother was watching us from behind?"
"Yeah." Kujo Miki nodded.
"What kind of business is Kanagawa? I see those directors all want to go there, and they are not afraid of failure at all."
"It's the beauty cream you gave me." Kujo Miki glanced at him and said, "Although many ingredients are still unknown, it's a good opportunity to enter the beauty industry, and it has considerable advantages."
"What does that have to do with Kanagawa? Why do we have to go there?" Toru Watanabe didn't understand any of this.
"When your hometown, Mizawa Village, was voting for a councillor, all the agricultural products were bought by a company called Maruto. This company asked your parents to vote for someone. Would your parents not vote?"
"You know my hometown well."
Kujo Miki snorted noncommittally: "If you want to win the Kanagawa councillors, you must have enough jobs and industries to support the local economy."
"What if Director Shinsuke fails? What will you do with him?"
"Go back to Kagoshima. If he doesn't pay back the money he owes to the bank, he'll stay there for the rest of his life."
The matter regarding the company has come to an end.
Watanabe Toru turned his attention back to the box in his hand.
"What's in here? The company's top secret files?" he asked curiously.
"The company's files and real estate are in the hidden compartment of my dressing room. If you want to see them, go in yourself next time."
"There are hidden compartments in the dressing room? How come I didn't know about that?"
"There are so many things you don't know." said Kujo Miki.
"It doesn't matter," Watanabe Toru said nonchalantly, "There are still decades to go, so it's still plenty of time to slowly understand."
"If you want to live for decades, don't do things like asking Qing Ye Lin to go back to your hometown with you."
"Didn't I invite you to join me? Besides, she's my only female friend, so there's no chance for me to do more."
The two of them exited the elevator and headed towards the door.
"Since it's not a top-secret file, what's in this box?"
"Clothes." Kujo Miki answered briefly.
"Clothes?" Watanabe Toru was stunned. "Meiji, you didn't intend to go back to my hometown with me from the beginning, did you?"
"You should be thankful that you took the initiative to confess to me." Kujo Miki sneered, "When I go to Iwate Prefecture and see Kiyono Rin, I will break your legs and take you wherever I go."
Watanabe Toru put his arms around Kujo Miki's slender waist, pulled her into his arms, and whispered in her ear with a smile:
"I am going to take over the men of the Kujo family as the son-in-law of the Kujo family. How embarrassing would it be to break my leg?"
Kujo Miki, who just now was so majestic and scolded the director of a large consortium as if she were scolding a student, now leaned lazily in his arms.
"Take over the Kujo family? Who allowed it?"
"The company said so. This is what the people want."
"The Kujo family is a family business, and there is no such thing as popular support."
"As expected of capitalists and old aristocrats, they dare to speak words that trample on the will of the people."
