That was Twitter...
Akane Kosaka had a Twitter account herself. In fact, her follower count had long since surpassed a million. To her, an account with four hundred thousand followers was nothing more than small potatoes. After all, she herself had over a million followers, not to mention rouge en rouge's official Twitter account.
The more followers she had, the more Akane Kosaka understood the influence of well-known Twitter accounts, as well as the economic benefits behind them. And the more she understood that, the more she could appreciate Twitter's power. That power wasn't merely about economic gains—it was about the voice it commanded!
And the Doma Family, which wielded that power...
Akane Kosaka and Iori Hashima glanced at Sogo Doma, who was still on the phone, and suddenly felt a profound sense of helplessness.
"BOSS sure has it easy. He dumped a whole pile of work on us poor souls, then went off to drink and enjoy himself..." About half an hour later, the sliding door to the Japanese-style room was opened again. The newcomer began grumbling the moment she entered. Then, after glancing at the barefoot Akane Kosaka, who nevertheless exuded the charm of a mature woman, her expression abruptly changed. "No wonder you started drinking in broad daylight—turns out you have a beauty keeping you company. So this is BOSS's type? Or is this BOSS's new taste? Don't tell me you've forgotten the old once there's someone new? Sob, sob. And here I was, working so hard to manage BOSS's empire, only to find that BOSS has already..." By the end of that performance, the newcomer really did look like an abandoned resentful wife.
"Alright, abandoned lady, have you acted enough?" Sogo Doma, who had long known about the newcomer's twisted sense of humor, poured her