Chapter 312

"They're just ordinary, kind parents, nothing strange about them."

He gave a perfunctory reply, then glanced at his maid, "If Nanami wants to see me, perhaps there will be a chance in a couple of days."

"However, I don't know their itinerary. They might be visiting some Relatives and friends and won't stay at the mansion for long."

Anyway, since they've come all this way, they'll definitely be visiting the Okura Family's main residence, and they'll certainly see the aunt of the legal loli (young girl). And then, maybe some benevolent person will make a trip to Sakurakoji's old home? And their old friends...

Oh dear, but he's not interested in any of this, so there's no need to invite him along. Just sacrifice your own sister instead.

Come out, Ashiri! I've chosen you!

However, it's also possible that they're coming to visit... It seems the main building will be quite busy these next few days. Should I go out and avoid the area for a while?

No matter where they are, children don't like getting involved in their parents' interpersonal relationships.

"Really? I'm suddenly a little nervous!"

Aoyama Nanami's body trembled slightly, and she unconsciously sat up straight, puffing out her chest and pulling in her stomach.

If I don't behave well in front of the Talent Young Master's parents, I...

"No one will see even if you behave well now,"

Sakurakoji Talent silently raised an eyebrow at her, sighing as he comforted her, "Don't worry, their personalities are even better than mine. Nanami, you'll definitely be fine."

As long as she doesn't arouse someone's S-class desires, she should be quite safe.

"Compared to Talent Young Master's personality any better?"

Upon hearing this, Aoyama Nanami immediately calmed down.

Although he would often tease her and find amusement in troubling her through punishment, in her heart he was still a very kind and excellent master.

She found it hard to imagine what kind of person could have an even better personality than him... Was he Angel?

"That's not quite it. One is about my level, and the other is about my Ashiri... Just think of it that way."

Whether it's appearance or personality, this summary should be accurate.

"Just like Miss Ashiri... I see. Then I'm not nervous at all."

Thinking of Sakurakoji Ashiri's adorable face, which seemed to be always smiling and had a gentle radar, Aoyama Nanami's last trace of worry disappeared.

No, then it really is Angel, isn't it? She thought to herself.

"Manager, excuse me~"

At night, after the regular operations in the Starry area had ended, Sakurakoji Talent walked slowly to Ichiji Hoshika's side with his hands behind his back and started talking to her.

"Speak."

Without even turning her head, Ichiji Hoshika glanced at him sideways and said in a low voice.

"I want to leave early!"

He stood tall and responded loudly.

"... So it really is that?"

Ichiji Hoshika sighed helplessly, took a lollipop out of her mouth, and said, "How can you talk about something like this with such confidence?"

"What ridiculous excuse is it today?"

"What kind of unreliable reason is that? My reasons are always very valid, okay?"

He retorted with dissatisfaction.

"Going on another date with another girl? I think you should dump him as soon as possible."

He could hear Hiratsuka Shizuka Music University her ear.

She was holding a beer can in her hand; tomorrow is Golden Week, so it seems she's planning to spend the night here.

"Teacher Shizuka, if you keep going like this, you Kokoro single forever!"

"Hmm! This has nothing to do with being single, right?!"

"How can it be nothing? How many of the times I left early do you think it was because of you?!"

"Okay, okay,"

Ichiji Hoshika stopped their playful fighting and then asked, "So, what's the reason this time?"

"My parents are coming back from abroad tonight, so I'm going to pick them up at the airport."

He shrugged.

Since the agreed-upon time was quite late, and considering himself Master of Time Management, he naturally wouldn't waste the gap in between—so he came to work.

Ichiji Hoshika opened her eyes slightly in surprise, and said slowly in a low voice, "This time, the reason is surprisingly quite legitimate."

"... So, every time I..."

"Alright, alright, get lost!"

Ichiji Hoshika waved her hand, not wanting to hear his explanation.

"..."

He sighed, then dejectedly turned back to pack his things.

After he left, the two looked away and continued with their own business.

After a while, Hiratsuka Shizuka said to Ichiji Hoshika, "Aren't you curious?"

"... What do you mean?"

"That kid's family situation."

"What's the use of curiosity?"

"Should we drive over and take a look?"

"Don't talk nonsense. You should sober up first. You're already drunk after drinking so little today?"

"No, you see,"

Hiratsuka Shizuka analyzed for her, "What if his parents are curious about what kind of work he does and come to see for themselves—and then see this gloomy environment?"

"I'm so sorry this place is so gloomy, but you're not allowed to sleep here tonight. Go find somewhere else to stay."

"How could this happen?! I can't go back! I'm so sorry, Hoshika- chan~"

"Shut up!"

"..."

After leaving the Starry, Sakurakoji Talent took a taxi directly back to his apartment.

Before heading to the airport, he had some preparations to make—mainly meeting up with his companions.

10 PM, Haneda Airport.

"Brother... is this really alright?"

Sakurakoji Ashiri, already in the VIP waiting room, had a slightly bitter expression on her usually calm and gentle face.

As a major airport in an international city, even at this time, the area outside is still bustling with people.

Among them were passengers who had just gotten off the plane, as well as Relatives and friends waiting to pick them up.

Even so, their looks are outstanding, attracting the attention of people from all walks of life and all races from the moment they arrived.

But that wasn't what bothered her, especially since the VIP room was quiet and comfortable.

"We'll have to meet sooner or later, right? What's the difference?"

"But I thought you at least told them beforehand..."

"That... I forgot! Hehe~"

He tapped his head, stuck out his tongue, and made a cute, adorable face at her.

"Is that so? But I seem to sense a faint hint of malice in it..."

"That one-finned lark is definitely your imagination! My adorable Imouto cute~"

He waved his finger in front of her. "Do you think I would ever harm them?"

"But they might play pranks, right?"

Ashiri was not fooled; he exposed Ashley's true intentions.

"... It's clearly a good thing, how can it be considered a prank?"

"If you really did tell them beforehand, then indeed..."

Considering the feelings of those around him, Ashiri gradually fell silent, only inwardly mourning his parents.

Ah~ I'm so sorry~ Father, Mother~ I couldn't stop my brother~

No, I had no idea about this beforehand, please don't blame me... Or, should I inform them by phone now?

"However, it should be about time, right?"

Sakurakoji Talent glanced at his watch Yashiro Ichiyo beside him.

"Ah, yes!"

Having shared the same feelings as Ashiri, Yashiro Ichiyo been silent until now. When asked this question, he quickly coughed lightly to regain his attention.

"I just received word that the plane has arrived. I think the master and madam will be here shortly..."

As she finished speaking, her voice trailed off, and she couldn't continue.

If possible, she also hoped that her masters could postpone their arrival a little longer; coming here now...

"Is that so?"

Sakurakoji Talent smiled secretly, hoping they would like the gift he had prepared for them.

Unlike the last time he and Ashiri returned in first class, this time Okura Yusei and Sakurakoji Luna returned on a private jet.

But it's not their own private jet—because they didn't even buy one.

It's not about the money; after all, the more expensive ones only cost a few billion yen, but it's really unnecessary.

Think about it, there are only four people in the Sakurakoji Family right now. The two White Hair are the type who avoid going out whenever possible, and the other two black-haired guys basically just hang around those two.

Not to mention himself, even Sakurakoji Luna rarely goes abroad once or twice a year, except for necessary fashion week appearances.

As for coming back to visit relatives... to be honest, they have only come back a handful of times over the years.

Before his return this time, the last time he came back to visit his family was several years ago.

Thanks to his father, Okura Yusei, marrying into the family, he is no longer forced to attend the Okura Family's annual dinner party.

[Note: The dinner party is an annual family gathering of the direct descendants of the Okura Family. In addition to meeting and bridging the gap, any important matters can be decided by a show of hands at the meeting.]

Well, of course, unlike a shut-in like him, Okura Yusei goes out and returns to Japan relatively more often, but that's about it.

In this situation, is it still necessary to buy a plane?

The effort and time spent on annual maintenance, upkeep, and permit application and appointments are likely to far exceed the savings.

The private jet this time was no different; it didn't belong to the Sakurakoji Family, but was kindly arranged by their uncle Okura Shunya, after he learned they were coming back.

[Note: Okura Shunya the head of the Okura Family's America branch. His father is Okura Fujio, the second son of Okura Nikkin. He and Yusei are cousins. When the Sakurakoji Family moved to America, they received a lot of help from him.]

Unlike the Sakurakoji Family, who each focused on their own niche and were essentially lazy, these cross-industry giants in the business world were the ones who truly needed their own planes.

They might be here today, but tomorrow they'll be attending a conference in another country.

Spending more than 200 out of the 300-plus days a year on airplanes is perfectly normal.

As the group, each with their own distinct feelings—whether joyful, expectant, or nervous—awaited the arrival of the two distinguished guests—

At the entrance to the VIP room, two striking young figures, one in fair skin and the other in dark skin, appeared.

The man with dark purple hair had a pair of Ahoge on his forehead and a handsome, androgynous face.

The woman next to her, who was about the height of a loli, had a head of dazzling silver hair that could instantly attract attention. Her skin was delicate, and the color of her hair complemented her skin perfectly. Her eyes were bloodshot.

Despite being both women and not particularly tall, for some reason, the auras they exuded clearly showed who was in control.