Atobe House, Akashi House, Tsushima House.
Almost at the same time, I received something from the owner of the arcade.
A cart full of dolls.
"Master Keigo..." The housekeeper of the Atobe family looked at the delivery man who smiled very humbly and enthusiastically, and then at his own young master who had a natural expression.
"Clean up a room specifically for them." Keigo Atobe ordered in a natural tone.
The butler also ordered other people to do things with a natural look.
On the other side of Akashi's house, the same scene happened.
"Put them together for me." The red-haired young man ordered calmly.
"Yes." The retainer said respectfully.
…
Tsushima Apartments.
Dolls of all sizes filled the sofa.
Toru Amuro and Scotland could only sit on the chairs at the dining table, looking at each other.
"Alas..." Scotland sighed.
"Kaa is still a child after all." The man with black hair and phoenix eyes persuaded his friend.
"It's okay if you like these..."
"..." Toru Amuro remained silent.
"Ah." He responded emotionlessly.
"Since it belongs to him, should I put it all in his room? No problem." He suddenly smiled with understanding on his face.
"The Female CEO's Almighty Soldier"
"This...should..." Scotland said helplessly.
Then he saw his friend, who happily ran several times, moved all the dolls on the sofa to Kaa's room, and piled them on Kaa's bed.
"Zero..." Scotland hesitated.
If you put it like this...where should Kaa sleep when he comes back?
"Huh?" The blond and dark-skinned man narrowed his eyes and smiled.
"No...nothing." Scotland stopped talking.
as long as you are happy.
…
The top floor of the Tsushima Corporation headquarters building.
Shuji Tsushima sat at his desk and looked at the report. The projection on the opposite wall displayed various data.
"Someone has already received it...the flying motorcycle and the hoverboard..." He rested his chin on one hand and turned it over with the other as he reported.
"Yes, most people's response has been very good, and... there are many other companies that have also purchased our products... Do you want...?" Butler Tanaka stood next to him, bowing his head respectfully, with deep eyes.
Shuji Tsushima: ...As expected, companies that organize members cannot be truly serious companies.
Come on, Tsushima Club is just a cover, right? The real face is actually the Black O giant, right?
"It doesn't matter. If they are willing to spend money, let them spend it." The young man closed the report casually, turned off the projector, turned his chair to face the floor-to-ceiling window, and looked at the architectural scenery outside the window with dark eyes.
"How can we refuse others to give us money?" He didn't understand.
"But... Master Shuji, if they copy our products..." Butler Tanaka sounded worried.
"Mr. Tanaka." The boy interrupted.
"If that really happens..."
"Everything is left to you."
"It's no problem." The young man smiled, as if he believed in his elders.
"Yes! I will never let others do anything that harms the interests of the Tsushima family." Butler Tanaka bowed his head respectfully and said.
"The TV series you mentioned is also in the preparation stage. If the heroine is Miss Nanami Rio, do you have any ideas for the male lead?" Butler Tanaka stood next to Tsushima Shuji and whispered.
"Hey..." Tsushima Shuji held his chin and recalled.
I almost forgot about this.
"... Let's leave the selection of roles to the crew. After all, we are laymen." He looked well-behaved.
"That's what you said." Butler Tanaka cheered.
No matter what Shuji Tsushima wants to do, he will only support it.
…
Inside a research institute.
Scientific researchers are hurriedly disassembling the motorcycles that have just arrived at the institute.
"No matter how many cars are dismantled, you have to understand its principles for me..." the potbellied man in a suit ordered angrily.
Tsk, a pig-headed man with a fat head and big ears.
Some people couldn't help but curse inwardly.
However, he still looked at the other party with respect and seriousness on his face.
"But, President, didn't President Tsushima say that? If you open it rashly... it might..." He hesitated.
"What kind of kid's words are there to believe? They are just saying them to scare people." The pot-bellied president sneered and said dismissively.
"Have children's tricks scared you adults?" he taunted as he looked around.
"I don't pay you wages so that you can support your retirement. You just need to complete the work I give you. Don't question me." He looked at a group of people coldly.
“I hope you won’t make me feel like I’ve raised a bunch of useless trash—” he said with an arrogant smile.
"Yes, you are right." The leading researcher bent down and nodded continuously.
"Humph." The president glanced at them, turned around and left arrogantly.
"Stop looking and go do your own work." After the other party left, the leader straightened up and warned the people around him.
Bah, it's a villain's behavior to follow the crowd.
running dog.
The others were disdainful, but still dispersed in twos and threes.
"Then, leave the research on flying motorcycles to me..." The man in the lead said decisively.
"This..." Several other people looked hesitant.
If the research produces results, there will be a large bonus...
Just hand it over to others like this...
"What? Do you want to do your own research?" The man in the lead sounded condescending.
"With your level, it's still very early." He said contemptuously.
Several people clenched their fists.
On the same day, an explosion occurred in this research institute. It is said that the researchers were sent to the hospital for first aid on the spot.
Reporters swarmed in, facing the barrage of microphones and cameras, and the institute's owner seemed very embarrassed and impatient.
When asked about the reason, the answer was to push back and change the subject.
However, the all-pervasive media still found clues.
"Is your company studying the flying motorcycle sold by Tsushima Corporation?"
"Does your company intend to start a trade war with Tsushima Corporation?"
"Is your company...?"
"Does President Tsushima know that you are researching his products behind his back?"
…
On the other side, Tsushima Shuji was also blocked by the media at Tsushima Club.
Although protected by a row of strong men in black, these reporters would not get too close to him.
"Excuse me, President Tsushima, do you know about the recent bombings of the research institute?"
"It is reported that the explosion occurred while they were studying your company's products..."
"Are there any safety hazards in your company's products?"
"What do you think about competitors who are working on their own products?"
"Can you please answer our questions?"
Escorted by bodyguards, the young man calmly got into the back seat of the car and lowered the window.
His face was expressionless and his tone was cold.
"There are no safety hazards in Tsushima's products. As for the explosion..."
"I have warned them a long time ago not to disassemble our products at will, as accidents may easily occur."
"After all, there is still a certain level gap between their researchers and our researchers." The young man said casually, with a helpless tone.
Then he closed the car window.
Left surrounded by numerous vehicles.
