A super great writer in the second dimension

　Why would the club manager, Isshiki Hachiman, go to find this person?

　Hayama was certain that Iroha Isshiki was appointed as the manager of the soccer team because of his presence.

　He had actually figured out what the girl meant a long time ago, but he didn't respond to her.

　After Sanzenin Arashi left, Hayama felt a little uncomfortable. He had always been a perfect superman at school, but this person had repeatedly undermined his confidence.

　Hayato Hayama did not see Arashi Sanzenin return to the classroom until the end of get out of class.

　He walked curiously to the vending machine in the aisle, inserted a coin, and stood by the window with a can of juice in hand. Gazing at the blue sky and white clouds outside, his eyes suddenly widened as he looked at the playground.

　Sanzenin Arashi stood on one side of the playground, smiling as she reached out and stroked the girl's head.

　This girl has long, black hair and an icy demeanor; she is quite famous at school.

　Yukinoshita Yukino.

　Not only did he rank first in the entire school in terms of academic performance, but his deviation score was also astonishingly high. This was remarkable even in a prestigious school like Soubu High School, and it wouldn't be considered bad in all of Japan.

　Hayato Hayama felt that the world was absolutely crazy; such a thing was actually happening right before his eyes.

　Yukino Yukinoshita actually had Aoyama Arashi pat her head; there must be some mistake here.

　He squinted and stared intently at a corner of the playground until the two finally parted ways, confirming that nothing had gone wrong.

　At this moment, Hayato Hayama was internally devastated.

　He felt inferior to this man in every way, and returned to the classroom in a daze.

　……

　Isshiki Iroha agreed to AI's request. She is a very opinionated girl and doesn't need to be treated like Yui Yuigahama. After settling things, Sanzenin Arashi went to the company.

　He explained everything and then contacted Ryunosuke Akasaka.

　Considering that this crazy programmer was sometimes too lazy to answer the phone, Sanzenin Arashi sent him a text message.

　[I have found two daughters, and the laboratory is ready. We can leave at any time and return immediately.]

　Sanzenin Arashi quickly received a reply.

　[Everything is ready. I have a large equipment unit here that needs to be moved manually.]

　Sanzenin Arashi took direct command and arranged for a transport helicopter to arrive directly at Akasaka Ryunosuke's residence. Now, the plan could finally begin.

　..

371. Are you a wealthy friend?

　Honoka Kousaka had met Maki Nishikino back then, and an idea sprouted in her heart. She tried her best to persuade her companions, Kotori Minami and Umi Sonoda, to agree to this and become Schoolidols. As expected of Honoka, she even persuaded the tsundere Maki Nishikino to participate in the live performance.

　However, when the live performance began and the red curtain was drawn back, the audience seats, which could hold hundreds of people, were completely empty.

　It was completely empty; there wasn't a soul in sight.

　No, it can't be said that there was no one there. Sanzenin Arashi stood at the door for a moment, then left.

　He saw that even though the audience was empty, they still sang their hearts out and then took a picture with their phones.

　He then opened his Twitter account, posted the photo, and typed a tweet.

　The true nature of so-called School Idol

　They were just a group of girls. Even surrounded by spotlights, it couldn't change their identity—ordinary students. That's precisely what makes this stage so captivating; it's the ordinariness that makes it so wonderful. I once asked Kira Tsubasa a question: Even if there wasn't a single person in the audience, could you still continue singing?

　After typing this, Sanzenin Arashi posted the tweet.

　A helicopter landed on the playground of Otonokizaka Academy, attracting a large crowd of students. Sanzenin Arashi boarded the helicopter directly.

　Ryunosuke Akasaka sat on the side, looking unusually reserved and a little scared.

　Because sitting opposite him were two figures who, to him, could be considered ancient ferocious beasts.

　Isshiki Hachiman, Yui Yuigahama.

　Ryunosuke Akasaka suffers from extreme gynophobia, and he might end up as a gay man or remain single for life. Arashi Sanzenin feels great sympathy for him; it's truly tragic that a man can't even appreciate the beauty of women.

　"These...these are the two people you chose?" Akasaka Ryunosuke hesitated, "They're really...whores..."

　"Hey, what are you talking about?!" Iroha Isshiki glared at her.

　Although she plays the role of a cute junior at school, she definitely doesn't give a friendly look to people who directly insult her like this.

　"That's so mean..." Yui Yuigahama is actually a quiet girl.

　"Hmph..." Ryunosuke Akasaka turned his head away and looked out the window.

　Sanzenin Arashi smiled and sat down with the girl. After fastening their seatbelts, the helicopter took off.

　Ten minutes later, the plane had reached the airspace above central Tokyo and was flying towards Narita Airport.

　The scenery is breathtaking, with Tokyo spread out before your eyes. This massive metropolis, with its tens of millions to nearly a hundred million inhabitants, is home to countless talented individuals. It borders the sea to the west and embraces the waters of the sky, and its prosperity drives the entire Japanese economy.

　The SK-Blackback Jackal transport helicopter, independently developed by the Sanzenin family, possesses more flexible aerial capabilities than ordinary transport aircraft. While its continuous range is slightly inferior to the American Chinook, its maneuverability completely surpasses theirs.

　The interior has been renovated and can also provide temporary bar services.

　"How long will it take? No, where is our destination?" Akasaka Ryunosuke asked.

　Isshiki and Yuihama also perked up their ears, very curious about their workplace.

　Yui Yuigahama seemed very excited from the beginning. It was her first time riding in a helicopter, and she found it extremely novel, but she was also a little scared.

　Isshiki Hatake remained remarkably calm, but Sanzenin Arashi saw right through her – her constantly trembling toes betrayed her.

　Sanzenin Arashi smiled and said, "This matter cannot be discussed until we reach our destination. Let's abide by the confidentiality regulations. Anyway, it's not Japan."

　"Eh?"

　"Wow, going abroad?"

　The two girls simultaneously exclaimed in surprise, yet with a hint of pleasure in their voices.

　“That’s not quite right. This time we’re going to build a model, so you’ll need to be there. When we update the model later, we just need to store the data and transport it to the lab,” said Sanzenin Arashi.

　Ryunosuke Akasaka nodded thoughtfully. "I'm starting to believe what you're saying. Let's have a pleasant working relationship."

　Sanzenin Arashi smiled and nodded, "We have a high tolerance for geniuses. You can be a little willful and make your demands, and then let your results speak for themselves."

　“I know.” Ryunosuke Akasaka understood this principle well.

　In many American blockbusters, scientists have their funding cut off because they fail to produce results in time.

　“This time, we’ve created a basic model. With each research advancement, I will update the model to give you a visible result.” Ryunosuke Akasaka stated frankly, “My goal is to materialize the mental model so that even the world’s most brilliant psychologists cannot tell whether it is AI or a real human.”

　His words sounded ambitious and inspiring.

　Soon, the helicopter arrived at Narita Airport.

　Although the exact location of the research institute could not be revealed, they were told their destination by Sanzenin Arashi.

　Africa.

　"Huh...we haven't even prepared visas for going abroad, will there be any problems entering the country?"

　Isshiki Iroha asked this question.

　Others have the same question.

　However, once they got off the helicopter, everyone had their answer.

　A sleek, medium-sized aircraft was parked nearby.

　The middle-aged captain greeted Sanzenin Arashi.

　He bowed to Sanzenin Arashi with impeccable manners and said slowly, "The road to our destination is rugged, so we chose the safest Gulfstream series aircraft. We don't need to worry about sudden changes in airflow. After we fly over the Japanese border, there will be two docking aircraft escorting us. We will definitely not have a repeat of the last incident, which was a disgrace."

　Iroha Isshiki thought she was coming to Narita Airport to catch a plane.

　She glanced at this...cool-looking medium-sized...what kind of aircraft is it?

　Passenger plane? Private jet?

　Okay, I'm just here to catch a plane.

　Iroha Isshiki finally understood the meaning of what she had said before.

　Wow, that's rich!

　This is what a nouveau riche is like.

　Super rich!

　Yui Yuigahama's mouth was agape in an "O" shape.

　"Don't be surprised, distribute the items." Sanzenin Arashi instructed SP.

　Three document bags were handed to the three people. Upon opening them, they found a series of entry and exit procedures, all of which had been completed.

　"I've only ever seen this kind of thing in movies," Iroha Isshiki couldn't help but complain. "It's practically an American movie..."

　Even after everyone had boarded, the captain was still explaining the safety issues involved in this flight.

　It seems that the last plane crash involving Sanzenin Arashi has made these people very nervous.

　Once on the plane, Iroha Isshiki's eyes widened.

　Is this definitely an airplane and not a... villa?!

　Are you a wealthy friend?

　..

372. Where the hell is this place?!

　Gulfstream G650 takes off.

　After a brief tilt, it began a steady flight.

　Isshiki Hachiman opened the window next to her seat—it was a separate chair with a table fixed to the ground in front of it. A pretty girl dressed as a maid pushed a cart over, which was filled with snacks, at least twenty different kinds, emanating a rich aroma from the plates.

　The maid placed the plates on the table, poured a cup of black tea, and then left.

　Isshiki opened her mouth, but at that moment, the girl felt no enjoyment at all; instead, she felt utterly disgusted.

　Sitting in the airplane, reclining in an executive chair, with a maid serving a table full of snacks in front of me.

　Are they having afternoon tea?

　Is this...is this not a movie shoot?

　Picking up a cookie and taking a bite, Iroha's eyes widened in surprise.

　This cookie actually had a slightly melt-in-your-mouth feel.

　Even eating can teach you something new. Iroha can only say that this heartless rich person is truly despicable.

　After the plane entered a stable flight, Sanzenin Arashi fell asleep. He adjusted to the time difference so naturally that when he woke up, the journey was nearing its end.

　She got up, walked to the side, picked up the direct phone to the captain, and asked Sanzenin Arashi about the time.

　We'll arrive at our destination in half an hour.

　Iroha Isshiki and Yui Yuigahama were sleeping like logs, while Ryunosuke Akasaka was still writing code in his laptop.

　He bought a bunch of tomatoes himself, and now the table is full of leftover vegetable stems.

　Sanzenin Arashi sat down next to Akasaka Ryunosuke and whispered, "According to the contract, I have to blindfold you after we get off the plane."

　Ryunosuke Akasaka suddenly stopped.

　"Just mind your own business and leave me alone."

　Sanzenin Arashi shrugged.

　The plane came to a stop and landed. The cabin door opened, and Isshiki realized that she was truly in a tragic situation.

　I only slept for two hours from beginning to end, and it's still broad daylight in Rome!

　Noon!

　The girl instantly realized that the time difference would make her feel like she was in heaven and hell. She turned her head and glanced at her companion. Yui Yuigahama was in no better shape. She looked like a castrated cucumber, with no energy or spirit at all.

　As Yui Yuigahama dragged her weary body out of the cabin, a convoy of cars was parked to the side.