Kyoto.
The first rays of morning sun had just illuminated the tranquil Kamo River.
A black Toyota Century sped across the bridge at full throttle.
The roar of the engine startled the birds resting on the Kamo River.
The man in the car looked excitedly at the documents in his hand.
It clearly recorded the unfair treatment his daughter had suffered at school.
However, as a father, not only was he not angry, but he was incredibly excited.
The opportunity he had been waiting for had finally arrived.
This time, Sakayanagi would not be able to stop his ambition no matter what.
Once Kou-Iku, this stumbling block in his path, was removed, Onijima, that man, would lose all his political leverage and eventually fade into obscurity.
The car weaved rapidly through the streets, completely ignoring the disgusted glances of pedestrians.
Finally, after traversing several streets, the car stopped in front of a classical estate.
This place was originally just a garden villa, but after several renovations by the owner, it had become the magnificent, endless expanse it was today.
"So it's Takeru-sama returning. Do you need me to inform the master?"
The young red-haired girl smiled and bowed her head, then looked up at Takeru and asked.
She was just a maid, yet she dared to look directly at him without any deference?
Takeru was about to erupt in anger when he saw the slight bulge at the girl's waist.
His fiery rage immediately deflated.
These people were maids his father had trained since childhood, their purpose being to ensure his safety.
Each of them was exceptionally skilled and held immense power; maids who carried weapons could even directly flog those who did not obey the estate's rules, and even Takeru, as his son, was no exception.
"Please inform Father that Takeru has something important to tell him and hopes Father can spare some time for a conversation."
If someone were to pass by at that moment and see Miyako Takeru, who was already a 部長-level official, bowing to a young girl, they would probably think they were hallucinating.
"Please wait a moment."
The other party nodded and gave a look to two other maids.
The two women, without any hesitation, directly put their hands into their bosoms.
The two short submachine guns sent a cold shiver down Takeru's spine, and he quickly lowered his head.
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