A super great writer in the second dimension

　Sanzenin Arashi opened her mouth, "You're lying through your teeth. You want me to communicate with them? I guarantee they'll send their most beautiful actresses to my bed. Are you willing?"

　Ulrika snorted coldly, her pretty brows furrowing slightly, and then she changed the subject abruptly, "Anyway, you have to explain today... why you adopted a girl, or I'm not done with you!"

　“Okay…” Sanzenin Arashi put his hands to one side, “You know I was in a plane crash, right?”

　He recounted the whole story.

　“Not up to par.” Ulrika frowned upon hearing this. “The adopted daughter of the Sanzenin family… Just how impressive do you think that identity is?”

　Sanzenin Arashi smiled.

　He looked at Ulrika and said, "Do you think I've ever cared about what others think? I've done whatever I wanted since I was a child. I want Chino to live peacefully with me, so I don't care about what others think, including my grandfather. I only went to the banquet this time to tell him. I don't think my grandfather will say anything because I haven't changed Chino's name."

　Kazaka Chino was dozing off in her seat when Sanzenin Arashi turned her head and smoothed her hair.

　“You make it sound so powerful…” Ulrika smiled, “but this is just like you.”

　She looked at Sanzenin Arashi and regretted saying those words.

　You should know... someone's parents have also passed away.

　Whether it's licking each other's wounds or feeling sympathy... these are not things I should interfere with.

　Some things are kept unsaid because they are meant to be kept inside, but they are not overlooked in action. Ulrika thinks it is perfectly acceptable for Sanzenin Arashi to do this.

　The man I chose is indeed upright and honest.

　She was mesmerized by Sanzenin Arashi's profile.

　Sanzenin Arashi stroked Chino's head and hummed a nursery rhyme.

　Ulrika's delicate body trembled slightly; this song seemed familiar...

　She didn't realize it until the car arrived at the venue; it seemed to be the song her aunt used to sing to the boy in front of her when he was a child.

　The sound that accompanied him into his dreams during his childhood.

　..

212. The life of the upper class...

　Chiyoda Ward in Tokyo has been a place where Japan's "spiritual veins" converge since ancient times. Japanese people believe that the Emperor is always accompanied by gods. In modern times, fewer people believe in this, but as the location of the Imperial Palace, this place is still considered one of the best places in Japan in terms of greenery, air, land, and so on.

　Akihabara is right here, especially around this time of evening, you can see many people carrying merchandise into the train station.

　The extended Lincoln was parked in front of Nagi Sanzenin's mansion. Several service staff in black suits were already lined up, strictly keeping the attendees out of the door.

　After getting out of the car, Sanzenin Arashi glanced around and saw at least dozens of eyes staring at her. The banquet hadn't even started yet, and early entry wasn't allowed. Several of the people standing on the side were A-list celebrities, people she often saw on TV.

　At this moment, these upper-class people and industry leaders scrutinized Sanzenin Arashi with critical eyes, completely unable to guess his identity.

　He walked forward until he entered the gate, where the SPs remained bowed and head bowed, like statues, motionless.

　Ulrika held Chino's hand and walked side by side with Sanzenin Arashi. In the inner courtyard of the Sanzenin residence, an electric sightseeing vehicle drove up, and the maid on board, with her dignified appearance, extended her hand to invite her young master.

　"The master instructed that you be picked up immediately. Please get in the car, young master."

　Sanzenin Arashi glanced at the inner courtyard, which was surprisingly large, comparable to a top-tier university. It would take at least twenty minutes to walk from the gate to the main residence. He nodded to the maid, "Let's go."

　On the tour bus, Chino Kafuu curiously looked around. This place, which completely overturned the little girl's understanding of the word 'residence', slightly shocked her, and she forgot to speak for a moment.

　Compared to the Sanzenin family's mansion, all the wealthy people in TV dramas and movies are nothing!

　In the vast inner courtyard, patrol teams of SPs would occasionally drive by, all carrying real weapons, completely disregarding Japan's gun control laws.

　These rules that bind ordinary people don't apply to the Sanzenin. In a capitalist society, no matter who you are, you must bow to finance.

　From the moment she entered, Ulrika had been clinging to Sanzenin Arashi's arm, her side breast pressed unconcernedly against his arm. With a slight smile, she asked, "What do you and Grandpa have to say later? I can help you reconcile your statements first."

　The princess leaned her soft, delicate body against her. She had been used to this kind of intimate gesture since childhood, but she would only show this girlish side to the only person in front of her. In the public eye, she was the epitome of aloofness and elegance.

　Arashi Sanzenin didn't refuse his teammate's offer of help. He smiled and said casually, "Note a few things: don't talk about work or making money. We're just having a casual chat. Remember... don't mention asking me to go out and greet people. I don't want everyone in Japan to know me, or I'll never have a peaceful life again."

　Ulrika gave a mischievous, quirky smile. "I'm really looking forward to seeing how you'll explain Chino's situation to Grandpa. What method will you use?"

　The two bickered as they quickly arrived at the inner quarters. Before the carriage had even come to a complete stop, more than a dozen maids stood in a row, lifting their skirts to curtsy. They were all beautiful and charming.

　After getting off the carriage, the maids remained motionless, their eyes fixed on the ground, their manners impeccable, maintaining an excessive humility.

　"Where is Maria?" Sanzenin Arashi asked casually. "Have her come see me."

　The head maid immediately replied, "The head maid is still in Hawaii with the young lady and hasn't returned yet."

　"You're not even coming to the dinner that Grandpa ordered..." Sanzenin Arashi frowned, wondering just how much his younger sister didn't want to see him.

　As the older brother of Sanzenin Nagi, a homebody, Sanzenin Arashi never really said much, anyway...

　She's my own sister.

　The maids respectfully welcomed the group into the mansion. The hall had already been decorated, with five or six long tables set with world-class cuisine. This banquet was hosted by three Michelin three-star chefs, with the core team of the Far Moon Resort in charge of preparing the dishes.

　Sanzenin Arashi walked directly into another room.

　The room, which was over 100 square meters, was covered with a yellow and red carpet. A sprightly old man was sitting on the sofa, with a thick cigar between his fingers.

　Sanzenin Arashi smiled; the other person was clearly looking at him too.

　"Grandpa, you look good?" Sanzenin Arashi walked over with a smile.

　Emperor Sanzenin put down his cigar and pointed to the side with his thumb, "Come sit down and chat for a while."

　Arashi Sanzenin glanced at Ulrika and Chino Kafuu beside him.

　Emperor Sanzenin said, "Come and sit down, everyone. I heard you adopted a daughter... Where is she?"

　Chino Kafuu was blocked by Arashi Sanzenin's figure, so she couldn't be seen from this angle.

　Sanzenin Arashi pushed Kafuu Chino out so that her grandfather could have a good look at her.

　In the little girl's view, this kind old man had no imposing presence whatsoever; he didn't exude any aura of authority or sternness. He simply sat there, watching her and smiling, then nodding to himself.

　"That's right. I've heard the whole story. What you did did not tarnish the honor of our family in the slightest. Having a little girl by your side will help you mature faster."

　Sanzenin Arashi casually sat down next to her grandfather and tossed the cigar on the table into the trash.

　"Hmm... even this small interest of an elderly person, is it going to be taken away by my dear grandson?"

　Sanzenin Arashi glanced over and said, "At the banquet, we'll have tea, but no smoking. You can light incense if you're bored."

　Michiru Sanzenin laughed heartily, "Fine, fine, since that's how it is, I'll listen. Stop worrying..."

　Sanzenin Arashi glared at him, and the latter immediately fell silent.

　“You manage more than a personal assistant…” Michiko Sanzenin chuckled awkwardly.

　Just then, there was a knock on the door.

　In an instant, the old man's playful expression vanished, his gaze sharpened like a hawk's, and an imposing aura rose up. Sanzenin Arashi also sat up straight.

　..

213. Prank

　Yukino called the people at the studio, then, while sitting in her Rolls-Royce, she took out her phone during a break on the road and dialed Sebastian's number.

　The call was answered after three rings.

　"Oh, Ms. Yukinoshita, may I ask what brings you here?"

　Sebastian's voice came through the microphone.

　Yukino Yukinoshita was looking out the window when she heard the voice. She sat up straight, paused, and then said softly, "Mr. Sebastian, I have to take some people to the banquet. I'm letting you know here."

　After speaking, she waited for a response on the other end of the phone, feeling a little nervous.

　"Oh? Miss Yukinoshita, you mean you're bringing someone to the banquet?"

　Sebastian's voice sounded somewhat cold.

　"Yes."

　"I'm afraid that won't work. The banquet hosted by the Sanzenin family must limit the number of attendees to a certain extent in order to ensure the quality of the entire banquet. Miss Yukinoshita, you'd better come by yourself."

　On the other end of the phone, Sebastian's voice was clearly impatient. "What else is it, Ms. Yukinoshita?"

　“No, Mr. Sebastian.” Yukino Yukino sighed inwardly. “The boss said he wanted his people to experience high society life, saying it would help with the script and other aspects of production, and asked me to put in a good word with you.”

　"BOSS?" Sebastian was taken aback. "Which BOSS of yours?"

　“Ah, it’s not my father.” Yukinoshita Haruno quickly denied, “It’s the studio’s boss, Aoyama Arashi.”

　"..." Sebastian was silent for a moment. "I see. Did the studio prepare a dress? I'll have someone send it over and let you know the location."

　“I know this sounds… um? Oh, no, I’ll send it over right away.”

　"Please hurry, the banquet is about to begin."

　After the call ended, Yukinoshita Haruno's expression became very strange.

　This is such an unexpected plot twist!

　Yukino felt a deep sense of unease.

　Her heart felt like it was overgrown with weeds.

　How can there be such a big difference between people? Aoyama Arashi, you are indeed a remarkable person. You earned more money in just a few months than most people could earn in a lifetime, and your initial investment was only a few million yen. But I'm not bad either!

　The moment the name was mentioned, Sebastian's attitude completely changed, and he turned around.

　Upon arriving at the studio, she stared wide-eyed. The dresses had already been delivered. Aki Tomoya was dressed in a suit, looking quite presentable. Ito Shizuka's evening gown looked even more high-end than hers. The most outrageous one was Shiina Mashiro...

　beautiful!

　Silk covered her slender waist, and she wore a long white glove with a loop on her ring finger from which a gold thread was suspended.

　Her wine-red eyes seemed to draw you in, and her fair and delicate skin would make 90% of girls bow their heads... And that slender waist, perhaps because she rarely walks, her little bottom swayed as she walked, it was incredibly beautiful.

　and……

　What Yukinoshita Haruno found most unbearable was that the pendant hanging around Mashiro's neck seemed to have been delivered along with the dress.

　That should be correct...

　Wow, that sapphire is huge!

　It must be several tens of carats, right?!

　That color... a deep blue, restrained luster, could this be the Heart of the Ocean?

　It's the one from Titanic.

　The thing on Ito Shizuka's body also made Yukinoshita Haruno feel a little jealous.

　Women are like crows; they are particularly sensitive to things that sparkle, and no one is an exception.

　After changing her clothes, Yukinoshita Haruno led everyone to her family's car and drove to the venue.

　Just as they were about to get on the bus, Shiina Mashiro seemed to complain a little.

　Pointing to the pendant on her chest, she asked, "This thing is so heavy, can I take it off?"

　Yukino really wanted to pluck her!

　"No, don't wander around once you get to the venue," Yukino Yukinoshita carefully reminded her.

　They soon arrived at the venue, at the entrance of the Sanzenin family's residence.

　Today really refreshed our values. Those celebrities who usually receive a warm welcome at banquets were just standing at the door waiting, and weren't allowed in until their turn.

　Looking at the people standing outside the door, Yukinoshita Haruno could call out the names of more than half of them.

　Suddenly, I noticed the CEO of a large company standing next to me.

　There was also a famous A-list actor standing in front of them, handsome and dashing, almost as good-looking as their boss.

　There's no way around it; all the core leaders of Japan's zaibatsu will be there today. The more elite they are in their industry, the more they want to climb the ladder. Tonight's banquet represents the highest level of social circles in the country, and it's unknown how many cooperative projects will be facilitated. The amount of money involved is undoubtedly astronomical.

　Yukinoshita and her men waited at the door.

　At that moment, several SPs walked over, attracting attention, and then stood in front of him.

　"Ms. Yukinoshita and her group can go in first. The event is scheduled to start in about 20 minutes. Please do not wander around the courtyard, or you will be arrested as a suspicious person."

　Yukino took a deep breath, her sense of exhilaration unstoppable. Amidst the puzzled gazes of the group, she led the members of her studio through the gate and sat on the cable car.