Chapter 206

Okura Rumin's attention was drawn to the doorway. She straightened her posture and looked straight ahead in that direction, not noticing his unusual behavior.

The Ouka... The Ouka?!

Sakurakoji Talent's eyes widened in shock, his pupils darting around, and he almost couldn't help but shout out loud.

Holy crap, it really is her!!!

There was no time for him to compose himself. The next second, Okura Iyo's familiar, handsome, and dignified figure appeared in their field of vision.

Following closely behind him was a tall girl with long, flowing, bright golden hair and azure eyes, one step behind him.

She wore a white chiffon top and black skinny jeans, with the shirt tucked into the jeans. The simple, fitted outfit accentuated her perfect model figure, with no excess weight and a curvaceous silhouette.

From a distance, every step she took exuded confidence and charisma.

Even standing next to Okura Iyo, her presence was not diminished; every move she made seemed to be illuminated, radiating a dazzling, sparkling effect—of course, this was an illusion.

But this also proves that she truly is that dazzling.

As he took in her familiar figure, Sakurakoji Talent's gaze became conflicted, and he almost gave off the expression of an old man looking at his phone on the subway.

He no longer knew whether to laugh or be shocked.

Why is she here? And with Okura Iyo?

It seems outrageous, but upon closer inspection, it makes perfect sense...

Whether it's family background, age, appearance, talent... they are surprisingly similar—how come I never noticed this before?

He shared a similar feeling with Okura Rumin, who subtly moved her head and eyes, scanning the two of them back and forth.

Blonde hair - silver hair; red eyes - blue eyes; equally striking good looks; similarly wealthy designer family backgrounds... Could there really be something between these two?

A subtle and inexplicable sense of crisis suddenly rose in her heart.

"Welcome, Uncle Iyo." x2

Even though he was shocked, his body instinctively remembered basic etiquette and bowed in greeting along with Ashiri.

"Long time no see, Mr. Iyo."

"Hou~ It's Auntie, long time no see. And Talent and Ashiri too." Okura Iyo each of them.

"Although I've told you this many times, I still have to bring it up again. As you can see, I hate being called 'Auntie' the most. Please just treat me as a Relatives younger than you." Okura Rumin twitched the corners of her mouth, her temples trembling, and sighed helplessly.

"Haha... How rude of me! Rumin, did you come with Talent and the others today?" Okura Iyo chuckled twice, changing her form of address as she wished.

But as a matter of his pride, he seemed reluctant to change the suffix "adult".

"Eh, it's like this." Okura Rumin reluctantly accepted the title, not making too many demands at once.

This kind of perseverance and steady, gradual approach is exactly what she has been doing for so many years.

Making arbitrary demands is just as childish as exercising power recklessly.

"It is truly an honor to have lunch with Rumin..."

Halfway through his speech, Okura Iyo at his beloved nephew, a hint of doubt in his sharp, strategic eyes that had always been adept at navigating the treacherous waters of the business world.

"But Talent, what's with that expression on your face? Are you expressing your dissatisfaction that I haven't visited you and Ashiri in so long?"

Chapter 262 You, go and get closer to her.

"... No, it's nothing. I was just shocked by something. Please don't worry about it."

Sakurakoji Talent rubbed his cheeks, trying to calm his confused expression and bring his thoughts back to normal.

Although this was something he really didn't expect and was quite unexpected, it's still a good thing, isn't it?

If all goes well, it might not just be her alone... With that thought, he began to consider a new plan.

"Is that so? That's good." Okura Iyo didn't dwell on that and began to introduce them.

"As I said before, I was asked by a friend to introduce you to her daughter."

"She's always been curious about who the real owners of those design works released through your mother's studio are. A few days ago, when she asked me about it out of personal favor, I couldn't refuse her and told her the truth."

"She originally wanted to meet you in person, but I firmly refused. So, as a compromise, she hopes you can meet her daughter, who is about your age."

"So that's how it is." This was pretty much what he had guessed.

This meeting couldn't possibly be initiated by Ouka Mai, who doesn't even know him, so the answer is obvious: it could only be her mother.

As for what they have in common, it's only design.

As a top designer, it's impossible for the other party not to be curious about newly emerging talents.

Although he released his work through Sakurakoji Luna Studio, it was to create the illusion that it was designed by his mother.

However, this trick isn't entirely effective for some people with a keen eye who understand Sakurakoji Luna's design style.

He believed that Ouka Mai's mother was not the only one who had asked Okura Iyo about this matter; he had probably turned away the others.

Even after telling the truth, they still didn't agree to meet—that's roughly the situation.

Okura Iyo Ien casually pointed to Ouka Mai and continued, "This is Ouka Mai, that guy's daughter."

After he finished speaking, Ouka Mai followed closely behind, pressing her hand to her chest, and introducing herself in a tone that showed no nervousness whatsoever. "Nice to meet you, I am Ouka Mai, currently a first-year student at Ashiya High School."

"I apologize for disturbing you all today. Although it was due to my mother's impetuous request, I look forward to your continued guidance in the future."

Sakurakoji Talent's gaze swept over her, taking in her entire body. That dazzling, radiant aura of a female boss—no wonder she's President Wang!

She's quite pretty, but who would have thought that this Rinrin and capable woman is actually a slut?

No, it should be called a preparatory teacher. It's only been two weeks since school started, and there's still a month and a half before she becomes a real teacher... That's terrifying.

This is no longer a Bang Dream female friendship; it's a genuine mixture of love and lust, and we must strike hard!

But what's even more terrifying is probably the pink-haired lesbian leader who manipulated her and the others like puppets?

Oh no, just thinking about that woman with the nicknames "Zero-ko" (because she's a zero to everyone), "Queen of All Females," "Scummy Pink-haired Girl" (unaware of her multiple relationships), and "Bathing Emperor" (who enjoys bathing with her harem)... almost made him lose control of his facial expression.

He quickly changed the subject with a conversation. "Nice to meet you. I'm the person you're meeting today, Sakurakoji Talent. Please take care of me. This is my younger sister Sakurakoji Ashiri, and..."

"I am Okura Rumin, currently a first-year student majoring in the Piano Department at the Philia Academy. Nice to meet you!"

Before he could finish speaking, Okura Rumin interrupted, earnestly introducing herself.

"Hmm?" Ouka Mai blinked, tilting her head in confusion.

While they were observing her from the other side, she was also secretly commenting on them.

For some reason, she suddenly felt a strange sense of hostility and oppression. However, it was her first time meeting the other person, so it must have been her imagination.

Surprisingly, today, at the home of the person I was visiting, three people of the same age and of extremely high status appeared at once, and their auras were anything but ordinary.

That woman surnamed Okura must be a relative of Mr. Okura Iyo, right? I've heard him call her "aunt" before... Is she really that high-ranking?

She was very beautiful, and her aura of authority was even stronger than mine. She seemed to be in no way inferior to me; she was truly not to be underestimated.

Sakurakoji-san sister... Hmm, she looks very pretty and well-behaved, like an adorable, harmless little animal. I really want to take her home and pet her every day!

Finally, there's Sakurakoji-san, who is truly an amazing person.

She widened her eyes slightly, somewhat incredulous.

Unexpectedly, this androgynous, handsome, and stunning man was the very person my mother had been talking about.

Is he the one who drew the top-notch design? And he's the same age as me?

If she hadn't known Okura Iyo's status and personality, and if her mother hadn't given her prior notice, she would have almost thought they were deliberately deceiving her.

In fact, she was quite arrogant about her looks, family background, talent, hard work, and luck, and always thought that she was a person favored by God.

This isn't due to an excessive sense of self-awareness; there is genuine evidence to support this claim.

She not only has an exceptional learning ability, but she can also quickly master anything. No matter what it is, once she has tried it, she can quickly grasp the skills.

She also possesses a kind of luck that even she herself cannot understand; even things she is not confident about or cannot predict will inexplicably turn out in her favor.

There's really no other explanation for this than being favored by heaven, right?

Of course, in addition to that, she also put in the effort that matched the result.

To maintain her current dazzling state, she has hardly relaxed her guard.

Before this, she had always been proud of everything about herself, but even she couldn't achieve what the other person had at this age.

Thinking about it carefully, because of his kinship with the Okura Family, the other party's family background seemed to be above his own, and his appearance was also stunning.

To achieve his current success, he must have put in extraordinary effort.

What?! Is he really human?!

Ouka Mai stared wide-eyed, speechless, at Sakurakoji Talent. Could there really be someone in this world who was almost superior to her in every aspect?

"Please follow me, everyone. Lunch is ready." After they introduced themselves, Sakurakoji Talent invited them to the restaurant.

"After that, I can't wait any longer." Upon hearing this, a glint flashed in Okura Iyo's eyes.

"On the way here, I've been craving your homemade pork chops. Now I can finally enjoy them again after so long!"

"However, food tastes better when you put in the effort, and the same applies to success. It's always good to spend a little more time before dawn!"

"I'm actually a little shy that you're so excited about this~" Sakurakoji Talent cupped his face, making a cute, shy expression just like Yamada Ryo's.

"Hmph, my arrogant nephew can be shy now? Times have really changed."

"Mr. Iyo, you still like fried pork cutlets so much." Okura Rumin couldn't quite understand why someone like him would love this kind of food, but she maintained her respect.

After the group arrived at the restaurant and took their seats in order, Sakurakoji Talent signaled to the maid to serve the food.

As the lids of the plates, freshly taken from the insulated containers, were lifted, the rich aroma of food immediately filled the entire restaurant.

Okura Iyo suppressed his movements, slowly picked up his knife and fork, and began to eat.

The sharp knife sliced through the fried bread with a soft sizzling sound, easily splitting the premium fried pork in two. The barely visible oil droplets on its surface danced and spread, bouncing up several centimeters into the air.

This doesn't mean it's soft and easy to cut because it's moist; rather, it's the perfect control of the heat that makes its crispy outer shell automatically crumble and break apart when it encounters even the slightest external force.

After the fishy smell is removed, the firm, lean meat retains its moisture tightly within this protective shell, and only now, through the steam, does it reveal its presence.

He then used his fork to put a small piece of pork into his mouth and chewed it slowly.

The crisp, melodious sound resonated in his mind through bone conduction, combining with the juicy, salty flavor in his mouth to create a top-tier experience no less than seeing a rare, genius gemstone.

"Hoo~" A faint sense of satisfaction appeared on his Shizukakkoii face as he closed his eyes.

This moment of bliss alone easily made all the long wait worthwhile. The wonderful sense of liberation after suppression brought indescribable psychological satisfaction.

As the oldest person at the table, he remained silent, quietly savoring this wonderful moment that belonged only to him.

At times like this, even if Okura Rumin were to abruptly disturb him, he wouldn't give her a pleasant look.

Everyone else was used to his reaction and didn't say anything—except for Ouka Mai.

She was somewhat surprised by his aloof and indifferent attitude, but after chewing her own food, she understood.

Although she could say she had tasted all the world's delicacies, this was the first time she had ever tasted such a unique flavor.

It's not about extreme impact and amazement, but rather a concerto so harmonious that it makes your brain go blank and you can't remember a single feature.

Did he do this too? Ouka Mai authoritative Flower on High Mountain beauty, trembled slightly.

"Miss Wangzhong, what do you think of the taste?" As the host, Sakurakoji Talent naturally took on the responsibility of entertaining the guest.

"... Yes! I think... it's delicious! Did you make all of this, Sakurakoji-san?" She still couldn't believe it.

That's right.

"I see..."

Ah~ She held the fork in her mouth with a hint of sadness, and glistening tears glistened in the corners of her eyes.

Is this what defeat feels like? It's the first time I've ever experienced it in my life; it's a strange yet unsatisfying feeling.

Did Satsuki always feel this way about her? It seems I should treat her better from now on. Being the perennial runner-up must be a terrible feeling, especially since she's never won against me since we met in fifth grade.

How about we let her win this time in the next exam?

And so, in a wonderful atmosphere, lunchtime slowly passed.