A super great writer in the second dimension

　Sanzenin Arashi was very satisfied with this reaction.

　He went up and patted Yukinoshita Haruno on the shoulder, about to say something.

　But just then, Yang Nai suddenly lost her footing and fell to the ground, then stood up while clutching her bottom.

　..

220. To believe is to approve, and I'm that kind of person...

　A sunflower on the mural is flourishing, now at its zenith, yet it seems to mock the artist's past misery. Meanwhile, on a bright red carpet, beautiful feet tap back and forth, looking at Sanzenin Arashi before her, and a strange syllable escapes from Hinata's lips.

　"I'm starting to doubt the physiological function of my eyes."

　Under the lamplight, Yukino Yukinoshita was scrutinizing the person in front of her with a strange look. Cold sweat broke out on her palms, and a blush inexplicably crept onto her face. She opened her mouth and asked, seemingly out of nowhere, "So, the person the BOSS is taking me to see later is Michiru Sanzenin?"

　A series of elegant footsteps were heard, and a black figure appeared in the nearly deserted inner hall corridor.

　Sebastian Michaelis approached his master and whispered, "The master is waiting. Young master, you should go up first."

　Yukinoshita gave him a complicated look.

　No wonder Mr. Sebastian listens to the boss so much.

　She had initially thought that Aoyama Arashi was an elite chosen by the other party, but now the relationship should clearly be reversed; Sebastian was working under him.

　Logically speaking, he and the head steward of the Sanzenin family were on the same level.

　A thousand words can be summed up in one sentence.

　"..." Yukino Yukinoshita was speechless.

　Language feels somewhat inadequate, and writing would be even more pale. This tangled feeling, like ivy climbing a mountain, is something I really don't know how to express.

　Yang Nai thinks there's a saying that's quite true: What you're looking for is right beside you, but you've always overlooked it. When you're looking for something you want, you often hesitate and waver, even though it's right there in your hand, or even in your pocket, but you can't see it.

　Just as Yukino Yukino hesitated, Sanzenin Arashi seemed not to have heard the steward's words and said, "I remember what you did. Don't worry, you haven't forgotten what I said before, have you?"

　Yukinoshita raised her head, pondering and trying to find a clue.

　When I tell you my identity, does that mean I completely trust you?

　She would have been overjoyed before, but now she finds herself unable to feel happy. The sense of exhilaration in her heart keeps expanding, but it's not happiness; it's a different kind of emotion called "depression."

　She shook her head.

　Sanzenin Arashi frowned. "I was talking about your sister. Although I'm casual with women, I'm not so scum that I'd just use her and then discard her. You've always wanted your sister to be better, so... let me go with you to the Yukinoshita residence sometime. Also, remember what I said."

　Seeing the eldest son of the Sanzenin family about to say something so solemnly, Yukino immediately became extremely cautious. She was not used to his status; the difference was too great, like the difference between an ancient catapult and a modern space-based electromagnetic cannon.

　This made her very happy.

　Going to the Yukinoshita House is a knot in my heart.

　If it could be solved...

　Sebastian wanted to say something, but seeing the expression on the face of the young master he had taken care of since childhood, he knew that the young master was probably serious. Young people are indeed remarkable... to dare to like a woman and to actually do something for her, the young master has finally shown the courage to stand on his own.

　This flirtatious nature is truly befitting of a young master.

　“My belief is not trust, but recognition.” Sanzenin Arashi looked directly at Yukinoshita Haruno. “You are a very strong woman, but you have always shown these vulnerable expressions in front of me, so I have never wanted to tell you many things. Now I recognize you. We are both people who care about our younger sister, and we may have a lot in common in this regard.”

　Sanzenin Arashi chuckled self-deprecatingly, "After playing a few games with me, you know my principles, right?"

　Yukinoshita covered her mouth and said in a hoarse voice, "She is very serious about her work, but too persistent, extremely persistent, morbidly persistent, to an incomprehensible degree. She demands the best in everything. She revised a minor manuscript for half a month and gave me two new drafts to review every day. Readers come first, players come first, and so on. I can list many other things. Do you want to hear them?"

　Yukinoshita continued speaking to herself.

　She read those compliments, which originally sounded cheesy, out calmly.

　After listening, Sanzenin Arashi nodded. "Now you should understand that I acknowledge that you have no connection with the body. You are one of the few people who can keep up with my pace."

　He patted Yukinoshita Haruno on the shoulder. "Don't be nervous. Straighten your chest and come inside with me."

　Yukino Yukino immediately felt relieved.

　Sanzenin Arashi has been constantly subverting her understanding.

　When I thought he was just the heir to a small family, I discovered that he was much more capable than I thought.

　Then they gradually escalated their tactics, failing to figure out the other party's true nature three times in a row.

　In the end, it scared her again.

　Thinking about the hotel room reservation for tonight, a smile involuntarily crept onto her lips.

　This is probably the first time I've ever felt curious about a man—in a physical sense.

　……

　The sprightly old man sat on the sofa.

　The wrinkles on his body are a picture of the world's financial development, formed by his hard work. He single-handedly brought the once-powerful Sanzenin family to its current state. The glory of the past is now shining, but the future prosperity is not in his hands.

　Emperor Sanzenin felt a sense of loneliness.

　He had high expectations for this grandson who was born with foresight.

　I, a junior of Emperor Sanzenin, am no less than anyone else.

　In fact, he had been observing his grandson's movements and summarizing his trajectory.

　If you had to describe Sanzenin Arashi in one word, the old man would say it would be "driven by interest".

　Driven by interest, I want to do something, but I never know what defeat is.

　This was a grandson that could make him feel proud.

　Since even a genius grandson can get things done without being bound by rules, there's no need to say more.

　This old man didn't need to say anything more; today he was going to tell his grandson his decision.

　……

　Arashi Sanzenin felt a sense of relief as she walked in. Looking up, she saw her grandfather sitting on the sofa with a warm smile on his face.

　A familiar girl stood beside him.

　'Hisako Shinomiya?' Arashi Sanzenin remembered that this person should be Erina Nakiri's servant.

　The old man tapped the table. “Starting today, this girl will be in charge of taking care of your daily life. I’ve bought you a villa in Chiba and a few more in Tokyo. Don’t go out to work too much in the future, and be careful.”

　Sanzenin Arashi felt a surge of warmth in her heart.

　..

221. Evaluation of Artificial Intelligence

　A wave of warmth was followed by a deep sense of doubt.

　"Grandpa, why?"

　Sanzenin Arashi made himself appear very calm. "She's Nakiri-san's servant, isn't she?"

　Hisako Shinoto didn't know how to speak up either. This wasn't a place for her to interrupt, so she stood there quietly, watching the men discuss their respective allegiance.

　Michiru Sanzenin laughed heartily, “Anyway, the Nakiri family member won’t be back for a while, so it’s not bad to have this kid fill your spare time.”

　“Alright, no problem.” Sanzenin Arashi naturally wouldn’t refuse her grandfather’s offer; after all, it was just a trivial matter.

　He glanced around the inner room and saw Chino sitting on the side, swinging her two white little legs and playing with a jigsaw puzzle.

　Apart from that, there was no one else in the house.

　"Grandpa, didn't you say the elders of the Nakiri family were here?" Sanzenin Arashi and Yukinoshita Haruno walked to the sofa. "Did they go straight back?"

　Sanzenin Tei nodded. "The old man from the Nakiri family has come down. This young patriarch seems to be very afraid of me. He sent the child here and left, making me feel like a ghost. What a young man."

　"Hmm, Arashi, who's that next to you?" Michiru Sanzenin scanned Yukinoshita, seemingly trying to determine her identity.

　"Hello, Grandpa." As Yukinoshita greeted him, Arashi Sanzenin raised her little finger and waved it at her grandfather.

　The grandfather and grandson exchanged a knowing glance that any man would understand. The usually dignified Emperor Sanzenin suddenly appeared somewhat unruly for his age.

　"Hmm, it seems I must give you a small gift." Michiru Sanzenin said in a deep voice, "Young man, what do you desire?"

　Under the snow, Yang was flattered and overwhelmed.

　Sanzenin Arashi looked at her with a smile and said softly, "I already said I wanted to give you something, so just say so. My Sanzenin family is never stingy."

　The old emperor of Sanzenin sat there calmly, and his words also implied a sense of agreement. It wasn't an agreement directed at any one person, but rather an agreement with the taste of Sanzenin Arashi.

　From the old man's world-class aesthetic point of view, Yukinoshita Haruno is also a pretty good woman.

　My grandson can't be associated with those lowlifes, so it's only natural for an elder to give them something.

　Sanzenin Arashi shrugged as he looked at the slightly nervous Yukinoshita.

　"Grandpa, why don't you just give me a yacht?"

　"Hmm, even if we start manufacturing this now, it won't be delivered until next year. Are you sure?"

　"I mean, your yacht, well, once that thing is done, the yacht won't be needed anymore, right?"

　Emperor Sanzenin nodded. "That is indeed the case."

　"Then why don't we use it?" Sanzenin Arashi said casually.

　'I'll just go and give that POI later.' With a jumble of thoughts in mind, Sanzenin Arashi rubbed her hands together. 'I'm just making the most of it.'

　Miyazaki glared at him. "She hasn't even said anything, why are you in such a hurry?"

　He's so young and he's already learned to ask women for things. What will he do when he grows up?

　To everyone's surprise, Yukinoshita touched her chin shyly and said, "I don't want anything. I just came here to say hello to Grandpa."

　Emperor Sanzenin laughed, "I like to hear that, but I also know you need something from me. Anyone who meets me in this world will want something from me. Just say it. I'm not stingy. That yacht is a bit old. I'll arrange for someone to refurbish and repair it and then send it to you."

　"Thank you, Grandpa." Yukinoshita Haruno smiled and bowed her head.

　"Hmm..." Michiru Sanzenin suddenly asked, "Yukinoshita, right? The one from the prefectural assemblyman's house?"

　“Yes.” Yukinoshita Haruno replied neither humbly nor submissively.

　Because Sanzenin Arashi placed his hand on her back, with his five fingers on the back of her neck.

　But she couldn't help feeling a sudden surge of pressure; the old man's sudden questioning about her family was putting her under immense pressure.

　To put it another way, imagine Obama suddenly standing in front of you, putting his arm around your shoulder, and saying: "YES♂WE♂ASS".

　The situation is similar now.

　Emperor Sanzenin knew this woman was under a lot of pressure, so he waved his hand and said, "I feel a little bad that your family wasn't invited to tonight's banquet. Is your Yukinoshita family in real estate?"

　“Yes, Grandpa.” Yukinoshita Haruno nodded.

　"Well, then the planning of the new Tokyo district will be left to your family. Let those young zaibatsu keep an eye on things for you. Everyone knows this. You're under a lot of pressure, and I know it too. Now you can go down."

　"You're joking, Grandpa." Yukinoshita Haruno got up and walked to the door, cold sweat breaking out on her back.

　……

　"Grandpa?" Sanzenin Arashi asked with a smile.

　"Thinking about that last incident, I realized that artificial intelligence has been a great help to us."

　The old man adopted a serious demeanor, exuding authority without uttering a word.

　Arashi Sanzenin sat up straight as well. "It's a project by Ryunosuke Akasaka. He's an incredibly talented person. From a young age, he created a completely new programming language on his own and wrote a self-looping code, which enabled the artificial AI to learn on its own."

　Michiru Sanzenin snorted coldly, "That's not the kind of explanation I want to hear. Tell me your own opinion."

　Sanzenin Arashi nodded and revealed his own opinion: "Based on my observation, Akasaka Ryunosuke's artificial intelligence has a fatal flaw."

　This artificial intelligence must rely on a real human being in order to realize its intelligence. This places mechanical judgment on the object of its reliance. The artificial intelligence is more like an assistant, and its purpose is to serve its master. On top of that, it has the ability to learn.

　This means that if there were an intelligent army, its primary objective would be "for a certain person."

　In other words, this army will be mobilized for a specific person and will defeat all of that person's enemies. Rather than being a true artificial intelligence, it's more accurate to say that it possesses half of that capability.

　If this were actually applied to the military, the army would lose its military function and would undoubtedly become someone's private army.

　Therefore, this thing is not suitable for military use; it is too dangerous and lacks the ability to distinguish itself.

　However, if applied to the civilian peace system, it can meet any requirement.