Young Lady Airi Excels at Driving Fast

"You don't have any objections to Father's latest exchange of interests, do you, Airi?"

The prime location in the port district was dominated by the imposing headquarters building of the Chihaya Conglomerate.

It was a symbol of the Chihaya Family's prosperity and continuation for hundreds of years. However, beneath the surface of prosperity, undercurrents always churned, much like the saying from the past: the only constant in the world is that everything is always changing.

Only a helmsman with both foresight and courage could navigate the winds of the era.

Chihaya Genichiro was clearly a prime example of such a person. When he had just come of age, the Chihaya Family was firmly in last place among Tokyo's four major conglomerates; ten years after Genichiro took over, Chihaya actually had the capability to compete for the top spot.

Airi was his only daughter and Genichiro's ideal successor: shrewd, capable, cold, calculating, and adept at manipulating people, she was a natural businesswoman.

Therefore, even though a fierce conflict had occurred between Takagi Akane and Airi, Genichiro unhesitatingly agreed to the terms, only allowing that young girl to return to Tokyo to study. In reality, it wouldn't cause any actual loss of benefits. Of course, if Takagi Akane still harbored improper thoughts about Kiyoharu as her son-in-law, Airi would have to expend effort to deal with it.

If she couldn't even handle Takagi Akane easily, how could she manage the vast Chihaya Conglomerate in the future?

This was Airi's responsibility.

Just as Genichiro predicted, Chihaya Airi let out a disdainful scoff, "I have no objections. Just a defeated opponent, easily handled."

"Haha, that's my daughter!" Genichiro grinned heartily and reached out to pat his daughter's shoulder in encouragement, but he quickly retracted his hand.

His daughter's congenital psychological disorder extended even to her father. Perhaps it was due to their blood relation that her aversion was slightly weakened?

In any case, Airi didn't feel disgusted when speaking face-to-face with her father, but when she was a child, she would cry whenever her dad held her, only settling down to sleep peacefully when handed to the wet nurse.

Leaving her father's territory and returning to her private space in the headquarters building, Airi's expression instantly changed, her confidence and boldness replaced by annoyance.

The frequency of her annoyance had been rather high lately.

No, I need to find an opportunity to vent. Maybe I can find an excuse to bully Kiyoharu... But Kiyoharu, apart from the incident at the welcome banquet, had been impeccable in his words and actions recently.

Airi quickly thought of a solution.

As work was nearing its end, Kiyoharu received a notification from Airi, telling him not to go home but to wait for her at the headquarters building.

Here we go again, what kind of troublesome trick is it this time?

Sitting in the reception room, Kiyoharu stared blankly at the smooth white wall, preparing himself for a storm.

From the tone of her voice, Kiyoharu could tell that Airi was in a very bad mood. It was probably not because of him, but due to some setback in her work.

It was a common occurrence; when Airi was in a bad mood, she would take it out on Kiyoharu. Kiyoharu was already used to it... No, it was more accurate to say that Airi would also tease Kiyoharu when she was in a good mood. That's just how it was for a groom.

Otherwise, did Kiyoharu think he could earn such a high salary so easily?

After waiting for about fifteen minutes, Kiyoharu saw Airi. Her attire was unusual, a design consisting of a short leather jacket and leather pants.

Speaking of leather pants.

Given his rich romantic experience in his past life, Kiyoharu felt he had a right to an opinion.

These things were difficult to pull off. Any girl with a less-than-perfect foundation would easily look bloated or vulgar.

However, they suited Airi's strong personality perfectly. Her tall, slender figure was curvaceous, and paired with her icy expression, it couldn't help but remind Kiyoharu of female investigator themes... Stop, stop, I can't keep thinking like this, I don't want to be punished and not allowed to play games again!

Chihaya Airi said nothing, beckoning Kiyoharu with a hook of her finger, signaling him to follow.

Kiyoharu followed her to the exclusive underground parking lot for family members in the headquarters building. Uncle Tsuchiya had already parked the car and was waiting there. He drove them directly to the entrance of the mountain road on the outskirts.

A cool, bright yellow sports car was ready to go.

"You sit in the passenger seat."

"I know. This sports car only has two seats, I can't exactly cling to the roof, can I?" Kiyoharu joked, trying to sound relaxed, but his face had already started to turn pale.

It's bad.

When Kiyoharu saw the leather pants, he had already suspected something. It wasn't until he confirmed that Airi was going to race that he completely gave up hope.

Racing was Airi's usual way of relieving stress. She would usually book an empty, closed circuit, which could be considered very considerate as it didn't frighten ordinary passersby... But when she raced with Kiyoharu, it was purely to frighten him!

Kiyoharu suffered from mild motion sickness, and combined with Airi's extreme, inhuman driving skills, it always made him wish he could throw up his stomach.

He remembered the last time, when Kiyoharu had mildly protested, Airi had tied him up with ropes and forcibly bundled him into the car.

So this time, Kiyoharu gave up struggling, got into the car obediently, fastened his seatbelt, closed his eyes, and adopted a posture of accepting his fate.

Seeing his helpless and wronged expression, Airi, who was in the driver's seat, couldn't help but let out a chuckle.

"Why does the Young Lady laugh?"

"Shut up. Get ready, I'm starting."

The engine roared.

With the accelerator floored, the sports car shot forward like an arrow released from a bow.

Kiyoharu tightly gripped the handle above the car window, enduring the long journey.

In reality, the time wasn't that long. For one circuit, with Chihaya Airi's superb driving skills and the car's superior performance, it took about ten minutes. But for Kiyoharu, these ten minutes felt as long as ten hours.

When the car braked to a halt after the finish line, Kiyoharu scrambled out of the car and vomited uncontrollably, leaning against a large tree by the roadside.

Fortunately, he hadn't eaten too much for lunch, otherwise, it would have been even worse.

Chihaya Airi held the steering wheel, savoring the driving experience, but found it somewhat dull. Perhaps it was because she had driven this route too many times, and it had lost its stimulating novelty.

On the contrary, seeing Kiyoharu, whose peach blossom eyes were tearing up from vomiting and who looked incredibly weak, gave Airi an indescribable sense of joy.

"Hahaha, totally pathetic."

"Ugh, ugh..." Kiyoharu could only respond to Airi's mockery with retching sounds.

Seeing him look so pathetic, enduring it all alone, Airi felt a powerful sense of enjoyment surge through her, body and soul, sweeping away all the frustration she'd accumulated during the day.

Airi licked her lips with satisfaction. She only let go after Kiyoharu got back into the car, the happy blush on her face disappearing as she returned to her usual stern demeanor.

"Satisfied, Young Lady?"

"My father allowed Takagi Akane to return to Chihaya Academy for a mineral import contract," Chihaya Airi replied, not answering the question directly. However, in Kiyoharu's eyes, this was a highly efficient way to converse.

Tearing off a tissue to wipe his mouth, Kiyoharu asked, "Didn't your father consult you beforehand?"

"Does my opinion matter?"

"Perhaps he knew you'd be displeased, but if you were the one making the decision, you'd still choose to sign the contract, right? After all, it's a significant benefit for the conglomerate."

"Tsk."

Kiyoharu's analysis perfectly matched Airi's thoughts. Both father and daughter were people who pursued efficiency and decisive action.

Personal feelings versus family interests – the choice was clear.

But Airi was still furious. That arrogant person who tried to lay claim to her exclusive toy had returned completely unharmed.

"If I were him, I would have discussed it with you beforehand, though the outcome likely wouldn't have changed," Kiyoharu said, reclining his passenger seat and resting in a half-lying position. "That's why I'm just a fake groom living off others, I can't be Chihaya Genichiro."

"So you think I'm worrying over nothing?"

"I didn't say that, Young Lady, don't put words in my mouth. Hmm, it's definitely not a bad thing for people to occasionally have emotional doubts about the path they've chosen; at least it proves they still possess a shred of common humanity."

"Bad habit, badmouthing your employer, Kiyoharu-kun," Airi narrowed her eyes, a familiar wicked smile returning to her lips. "As an apology, help me deal with Takagi Akane. She'll be your student, so don't make things easy for her."

"Understood."

Kiyoharu certainly wouldn't give Takagi Akane a warm welcome. He wouldn't give a warm welcome to any girl who tried to pursue him; this was the survival strategy for a protagonist in a yandere game world.

On the matter of Takagi Akane, Kiyoharu and Airi's interests aligned.