P.S. I'm still writing on Singles 'Day…Shouldn't he be encouraged (crying and laughing)?
"How is it, Arisa? It's something I asked you to do."
Xia Yan used his mind to control the flower shaped shield as he asked casually.
The golden-haired girl who was kneeling in front of him frowned in embarrassment.
"Do…It was done. However, what was the purpose of forming such a private army?”
Arisa bit her lip and mustered up her courage to look at Xia Yan.
In the cooperation between Funeral Society and the Worship House consortium, Xia Yan and Arisa were the representatives. The two of them were responsible for deciding the funding of each project and then reporting to the forces behind them.
For example, if Funeral Society needed to establish a team for Endrave, Xia Yan would apply to Arisa. Then, Arisa would 'negotiate' with Xia Yan to set a limit for the funds, and Arisa would then go to the Worship Yard consortium to get the money.
After Arisa transferred the funds to Xia Yan, they would flow into the Funeral Society through him.
Naturally, as the only two middle-men, he couldn't just do as he was told when Arisa Void was highly assimilated and was extremely respectful and obedient to Xia Yan.
With Arisa's help, Xia Yan could easily deduct one or two points from the Funeral Society without being discovered.
Xia Yan told Arisa to use the money they had taken to build a private armed force.
At first, it was nothing, but as she got along with Xia Yan, she got to know his personality better. Arisa felt that Xia Yan had some ulterior motives for forming a private army.
Xia Yan glanced at him casually, which made Arisa tremble. The courage she had just mustered up was instantly worn down by half.
Xia Yan chuckled when he saw Arisa's reaction. He canceled the materialization of the void in his hand and returned it to Arisa's body. Then, he pinched Arisa's white chin and lifted her face to him.
"What if I say that I established that troop to make you the head of the Worship Yard consortium?”
“...!？!”
Arisa looked at Xia Yan in shock. Her lips opened slightly, wanting to say something, but she didn't make a sound.
There were only two ways to make her, the only legitimate heir of the House of Worship, the head of the House of Worship consortium.
First, the current master of the Worship Yard would retire and pass the position of master to her.
However, because of Xia Yan's actions, the girl who had seen through her grandfather's true appearance rejected this possibility. That stubborn old chauvinist only treated her as a vase.
Not to mention that the head of the Worship Yard was old but strong, he could still manage the consortium for more than ten years if nothing unexpected happened. Even if she retired, Arisa didn't think that this position would be hers.
At most, they would use her as a bargaining chip in political transactions to rope in other families.
As for the second reason, if the current master of the Worship Yard 'accidentally' died, the power of the Natural Financial Group would fall into Arisa's hands.
Although the master of the Worship Yard had always treated Arisa as a tool and a vase, there was no kinship between them. But in the end…That was his grandfather.
Arisa wanted to stop him, but when she saw Xia Yan's smiling face, her impulse dissipated.
Seeing Arisa's reaction, Xia Yan sneered, then stood up and walked to the door of the student council room.
"The day after tomorrow, isn't there going to be a gathering of the higher-ups at sea?”Xia Yan opened the door and turned to look at Arisa.
"Arrange for 'our' people to go up. With your title as the young miss of the Worship Yard consortium, you should be able to do it easily, right?”
Xia Yan left without waiting for Arisa's reply.
He knew that Arisa could no longer resist him.
Class
2-A was having a physical education class.
In Japanese schools, physical education classes were divided into male and female groups. Considering the difference in physical strength between men and women, as well as gender concerns, this was considered normal.
However, after the training of each group, it was time for free activities. Boys and girls who had a good relationship would naturally sit together to chat or exercise.
A cute girl with tea hair sat alone on the lawn. The warm sunlight shone on the girl's youthful and energetic skin. The girl was sitting with her arms around her knees. She was wearing sports shorts and a top, which made her look even cuter.
However, the girl looked at the place where the boys were playing football and sighed slightly, looking a little depressed.
"Ah!"
Suddenly, a chill hit the right side of the girl's face, causing her to scream.
"What's wrong? She was sighing alone here.”
The male voice with a slight smile reached Ji's ears, and the girl immediately recognized the identity of the newcomer.
Sure enough, when she turned around, she saw a black-haired boy sitting beside her with a bottle of iced Coke in his hand.
"Yan, you're skipping classes again.”
When she saw that Xia Yan was wearing a black suit and did not change into the sportswear for physical education, the girl instantly understood that Xia Yan had once again 'skipped class'.
Although this had happened countless times in the past half a month, the Priest still reprimanded him seriously,""You have to attend class properly. You can't skip class.”
"Yes, yes."
Xia Yan obviously didn't listen to him. He nodded casually and placed the iced Coke in Ji's hand. Seeing this, the girl could only sigh and reach out to catch Cola.
"Hiss, it's so cold."
She caught the iced Coke with both hands, and the low temperature from her hands made her sigh.
"It's autumn now, and the temperature has become a little low. Don't drink too much iced soda, Yan.”
The girl reminded him with concern. She warmed the iced coke with her hand and prepared to drink it later.
Xia Yan smiled and did not speak. Although it would not be a problem for him to drink something cold with his current physical fitness, he would not be stupid enough to refuse the concern of the sacrifice.
He turned to look at the girl beside him. She was already very cute, but after wearing this kind of school sportswear with Japanese characteristics, she looked even more youthful, energetic, and cute.
This gave Xia Yan a strange feeling.
"Eh... Is it very cold?"
Xia Yan's eyes wandered around and realized that no one was looking at him.
"However, wearing the sacrificial clothes makes me feel very hot.”
"Eh?"
The girl asked a question cutely and then realized that Xia Yan's gaze was fixed on her legs.
To be honest, Xia Yan had always thought that the Japanese school girls 'sports shorts were a very scientific invention. It could fully display the charm of a girl's legs, allowing those beautiful lines and white skin to be exposed under the sun.
All in all…Xia Yan felt that it was very embarrassing.
There was no need to be so short, bastard.
But now, he deeply felt that this was a great invention.
As expected of an existence that was on par with the dead water and maid costume, one of the world's three great inventions. P.S. I'm still writing on Singles 'Day…Shouldn't he be encouraged (crying and laughing)?
"How is it, Arisa? It's something I asked you to do."
Xia Yan used his mind to control the flower shaped shield as he asked casually.
The golden-haired girl who was kneeling in front of him frowned in embarrassment.
"Do…It was done. However, what was the purpose of forming such a private army?”
Arisa bit her lip and mustered up her courage to look at Xia Yan.
In the cooperation between Funeral Society and the Worship House consortium, Xia Yan and Arisa were the representatives. The two of them were responsible for deciding the funding of each project and then reporting to the forces behind them.
For example, if Funeral Society needed to establish a team for Endrave, Xia Yan would apply to Arisa. Then, Arisa would 'negotiate' with Xia Yan to set a limit for the funds, and Arisa would then go to the Worship Yard consortium to get the money.
After Arisa transferred the funds to Xia Yan, they would flow into the Funeral Society through him.
Naturally, as the only two middle-men, he couldn't just do as he was told when Arisa Void was highly assimilated and was extremely respectful and obedient to Xia Yan.
With Arisa's help, Xia Yan could easily deduct one or two points from the Funeral Society without being discovered.
Xia Yan told Arisa to use the money they had taken to build a private armed force.
At first, it was nothing, but as she got along with Xia Yan, she got to know his personality better. Arisa felt that Xia Yan had some ulterior motives for forming a private army.
Xia Yan glanced at him casually, which made Arisa tremble. The courage she had just mustered up was instantly worn down by half.
Xia Yan chuckled when he saw Arisa's reaction. He canceled the materialization of the void in his hand and returned it to Arisa's body. Then, he pinched Arisa's white chin and lifted her face to him.
"What if I say that I established that troop to make you the head of the Worship Yard consortium?”
“...!？!”
Arisa looked at Xia Yan in shock. Her lips opened slightly, wanting to say something, but she didn't make a sound.
There were only two ways to make her, the only legitimate heir of the House of Worship, the head of the House of Worship consortium.
First, the current master of the Worship Yard would retire and pass the position of master to her.
However, because of Xia Yan's actions, the girl who had seen through her grandfather's true appearance rejected this possibility. That stubborn old chauvinist only treated her as a vase.
Not to mention that the head of the Worship Yard was old but strong, he could still manage the consortium for more than ten years if nothing unexpected happened. Even if she retired, Arisa didn't think that this position would be hers.
At most, they would use her as a bargaining chip in political transactions to rope in other families.
As for the second reason, if the current master of the Worship Yard 'accidentally' died, the power of the Natural Financial Group would fall into Arisa's hands.
Although the master of the Worship Yard had always treated Arisa as a tool and a vase, there was no kinship between them. But in the end…That was his grandfather.
Arisa wanted to stop him, but when she saw Xia Yan's smiling face, her impulse dissipated.
Seeing Arisa's reaction, Xia Yan sneered, then stood up and walked to the door of the student council room.
"The day after tomorrow, isn't there going to be a gathering of the higher-ups at sea?”Xia Yan opened the door and turned to look at Arisa.
"Arrange for 'our' people to go up. With your title as the young miss of the Worship Yard consortium, you should be able to do it easily, right?”
Xia Yan left without waiting for Arisa's reply.
He knew that Arisa could no longer resist him.
Class
2-A was having a physical education class.
In Japanese schools, physical education classes were divided into male and female groups. Considering the difference in physical strength between men and women, as well as gender concerns, this was considered normal.
However, after the training of each group, it was time for free activities. Boys and girls who had a good relationship would naturally sit together to chat or exercise.
A cute girl with tea hair sat alone on the lawn. The warm sunlight shone on the girl's youthful and energetic skin. The girl was sitting with her arms around her knees. She was wearing sports shorts and a top, which made her look even cuter.
However, the girl looked at the place where the boys were playing football and sighed slightly, looking a little depressed.
"Ah!"
Suddenly, a chill hit the right side of the girl's face, causing her to scream.
"What's wrong? She was sighing alone here.”
The male voice with a slight smile reached Ji's ears, and the girl immediately recognized the identity of the newcomer.
Sure enough, when she turned around, she saw a black-haired boy sitting beside her with a bottle of iced Coke in his hand.
"Yan, you're skipping classes again.”
When she saw that Xia Yan was wearing a black suit and did not change into the sportswear for physical education, the girl instantly understood that Xia Yan had once again 'skipped class'.
Although this had happened countless times in the past half a month, the Priest still reprimanded him seriously,""You have to attend class properly. You can't skip class.”
"Yes, yes."
Xia Yan obviously didn't listen to him. He nodded casually and placed the iced Coke in Ji's hand. Seeing this, the girl could only sigh and reach out to catch Cola.
"Hiss, it's so cold."
She caught the iced Coke with both hands, and the low temperature from her hands made her sigh.
"It's autumn now, and the temperature has become a little low. Don't drink too much iced soda, Yan.”
The girl reminded him with concern. She warmed the iced coke with her hand and prepared to drink it later.
Xia Yan smiled and did not speak. Although it would not be a problem for him to drink something cold with his current physical fitness, he would not be stupid enough to refuse the concern of the sacrifice.
He turned to look at the girl beside him. She was already very cute, but after wearing this kind of school sportswear with Japanese characteristics, she looked even more youthful, energetic, and cute.
This gave Xia Yan a strange feeling.
"Eh... Is it very cold?"
Xia Yan's eyes wandered around and realized that no one was looking at him.
"However, wearing the sacrificial clothes makes me feel very hot.”
"Eh?"
The girl asked a question cutely and then realized that Xia Yan's gaze was fixed on her legs.
To be honest, Xia Yan had always thought that the Japanese school girls 'sports shorts were a very scientific invention. It could fully display the charm of a girl's legs, allowing those beautiful lines and white skin to be exposed under the sun.
All in all…Xia Yan felt that it was very embarrassing.
There was no need to be so short, bastard.
But now, he deeply felt that this was a great invention.
As expected of an existence that was on par with the dead water and maid costume, one of the world's three great inventions. P.S. I'm still writing on Singles 'Day…Shouldn't he be encouraged (crying and laughing)?
"How is it, Arisa? It's something I asked you to do."
Xia Yan used his mind to control the flower shaped shield as he asked casually.
The golden-haired girl who was kneeling in front of him frowned in embarrassment.
"Do…It was done. However, what was the purpose of forming such a private army?”
Arisa bit her lip and mustered up her courage to look at Xia Yan.
In the cooperation between Funeral Society and the Worship House consortium, Xia Yan and Arisa were the representatives. The two of them were responsible for deciding the funding of each project and then reporting to the forces behind them.
For example, if Funeral Society needed to establish a team for Endrave, Xia Yan would apply to Arisa. Then, Arisa would 'negotiate' with Xia Yan to set a limit for the funds, and Arisa would then go to the Worship Yard consortium to get the money.
After Arisa transferred the funds to Xia Yan, they would flow into the Funeral Society through him.
Naturally, as the only two middle-men, he couldn't just do as he was told when Arisa Void was highly assimilated and was extremely respectful and obedient to Xia Yan.
With Arisa's help, Xia Yan could easily deduct one or two points from the Funeral Society without being discovered.
Xia Yan told Arisa to use the money they had taken to build a private armed force.
At first, it was nothing, but as she got along with Xia Yan, she got to know his personality better. Arisa felt that Xia Yan had some ulterior motives for forming a private army.
Xia Yan glanced at him casually, which made Arisa tremble. The courage she had just mustered up was instantly worn down by half.
Xia Yan chuckled when he saw Arisa's reaction. He canceled the materialization of the void in his hand and returned it to Arisa's body. Then, he pinched Arisa's white chin and lifted her face to him.
"What if I say that I established that troop to make you the head of the Worship Yard consortium?”
“...!？!”
Arisa looked at Xia Yan in shock. Her lips opened slightly, wanting to say something, but she didn't make a sound.
There were only two ways to make her, the only legitimate heir of the House of Worship, the head of the House of Worship consortium.
First, the current master of the Worship Yard would retire and pass the position of master to her.
However, because of Xia Yan's actions, the girl who had seen through her grandfather's true appearance rejected this possibility. That stubborn old chauvinist only treated her as a vase.
Not to mention that the head of the Worship Yard was old but strong, he could still manage the consortium for more than ten years if nothing unexpected happened. Even if she retired, Arisa didn't think that this position would be hers.
At most, they would use her as a bargaining chip in political transactions to rope in other families.
As for the second reason, if the current master of the Worship Yard 'accidentally' died, the power of the Natural Financial Group would fall into Arisa's hands.
Although the master of the Worship Yard had always treated Arisa as a tool and a vase, there was no kinship between them. But in the end…That was his grandfather.
Arisa wanted to stop him, but when she saw Xia Yan's smiling face, her impulse dissipated.
Seeing Arisa's reaction, Xia Yan sneered, then stood up and walked to the door of the student council room.
"The day after tomorrow, isn't there going to be a gathering of the higher-ups at sea?”Xia Yan opened the door and turned to look at Arisa.
"Arrange for 'our' people to go up. With your title as the young miss of the Worship Yard consortium, you should be able to do it easily, right?”
Xia Yan left without waiting for Arisa's reply.
He knew that Arisa could no longer resist him.
Class
2-A was having a physical education class.
In Japanese schools, physical education classes were divided into male and female groups. Considering the difference in physical strength between men and women, as well as gender concerns, this was considered normal.
However, after the training of each group, it was time for free activities. Boys and girls who had a good relationship would naturally sit together to chat or exercise.
A cute girl with tea hair sat alone on the lawn. The warm sunlight shone on the girl's youthful and energetic skin. The girl was sitting with her arms around her knees. She was wearing sports shorts and a top, which made her look even cuter.
However, the girl looked at the place where the boys were playing football and sighed slightly, looking a little depressed.
"Ah!"
Suddenly, a chill hit the right side of the girl's face, causing her to scream.
"What's wrong? She was sighing alone here.”
The male voice with a slight smile reached Ji's ears, and the girl immediately recognized the identity of the newcomer.
Sure enough, when she turned around, she saw a black-haired boy sitting beside her with a bottle of iced Coke in his hand.
"Yan, you're skipping classes again.”
When she saw that Xia Yan was wearing a black suit and did not change into the sportswear for physical education, the girl instantly understood that Xia Yan had once again 'skipped class'.
Although this had happened countless times in the past half a month, the Priest still reprimanded him seriously,""You have to attend class properly. You can't skip class.”
"Yes, yes."
Xia Yan obviously didn't listen to him. He nodded casually and placed the iced Coke in Ji's hand. Seeing this, the girl could only sigh and reach out to catch Cola.
"Hiss, it's so cold."
She caught the iced Coke with both hands, and the low temperature from her hands made her sigh.
"It's autumn now, and the temperature has become a little low. Don't drink too much iced soda, Yan.”
The girl reminded him with concern. She warmed the iced coke with her hand and prepared to drink it later.
Xia Yan smiled and did not speak. Although it would not be a problem for him to drink something cold with his current physical fitness, he would not be stupid enough to refuse the concern of the sacrifice.
He turned to look at the girl beside him. She was already very cute, but after wearing this kind of school sportswear with Japanese characteristics, she looked even more youthful, energetic, and cute.
This gave Xia Yan a strange feeling.
"Eh... Is it very cold?"
Xia Yan's eyes wandered around and realized that no one was looking at him.
"However, wearing the sacrificial clothes makes me feel very hot.”
"Eh?"
The girl asked a question cutely and then realized that Xia Yan's gaze was fixed on her legs.
To be honest, Xia Yan had always thought that the Japanese school girls 'sports shorts were a very scientific invention. It could fully display the charm of a girl's legs, allowing those beautiful lines and white skin to be exposed under the sun.
All in all…Xia Yan felt that it was very embarrassing.
There was no need to be so short, bastard.
But now, he deeply felt that this was a great invention.
As expected of an existence that was on par with the dead water and maid costume, one of the world's three great inventions.
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