Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.
The tour bus slowly came to a stop at a private estate.
"Behind the estate is a private beach. We've rented the entire estate, so you won't be disturbed by outsiders for a week. The private beach behind it is available for everyone to practice surfing, and we've hired the most professional surfing experts to put together a training program for you..."
As they stepped off the tour bus, a female assistant began explaining the arrangements for their stay.
In short, it came down to two words:
Money.
And lots of it.
They'd rented a luxurious estate that looked like a castle without a second thought, as if the cost didn't matter at all.
Of course, having money alone made you a nouveau riche. Without the right connections, they probably wouldn't have been able to rent a luxurious estate like this.
As a "person of privilege," Amamiya Natsuki had the Bureau of Special Affairs take care of every little detail. He didn't need to pay for any of it himself; all he had to do was focus on training and completing the mission.
That was the special treatment that came with being a top-tier player.
"Decadent."
"How decadent."
Amamiya Natsuki sighed inwardly. No wonder everyone hates the Celestial Dragons, yet still wants to become one. It may be decadent, but being happy is all that matters.
"Would you like to take a short rest, or head to the back of the estate for training now?"
A female assistant asked respectfully.
Amamiya Natsuki looked at Chika and the others.
"What do you all think?"
"Let's go train." Fujiwara Chika's voice rang out brightly. "We've been on a plane for so long. I'm ready to get some exercise."
Yukinoshita Haruno stretched, her