Tokyo: After years of stagnation, the heiress of the yakuza arrives.

Kuroba Shido raised an eyebrow, his expression somewhat strange.

When did Kamikawa University become so warm and welcoming?

When a student came to complete the enrollment procedures, the principal personally greeted him at the school gate under the scorching sun.

Has the ideal principal for the people evolved to this extent?

wrong.

something wrong.

Kuroba Shido stared at the principal for two seconds.

If he hadn't personally witnessed this principal's incredible ability to change his mind faster than flipping through a book, he might have actually believed it.

When I bumped into him at the stairwell, this fat guy was about to start cursing, but he instantly switched to "good principal" mode after seeing me.

This is enough to prove that the principal's warmth is not open to everyone.

For ordinary students to enjoy such treatment, the only way is to elevate their pillows when they sleep at night.

You can have anything in your dreams.

Now, a transfer student they've never met before has the principal waiting here under the scorching sun, practically burning up from the heat, yet still shows no sign of leaving.

This is no longer just ordinary attention.

This is to the extent that they are afraid that if they are even slightly negligent, the school will change principals the next day!

Shido Kuroba stroked his chin.

Is it...

Whose child is this?

Tokyo is such an outrageous place; you could throw a brick anywhere and it might hit some random young master or lady.

Although this transfer student's status is probably not as high as that of Miyazaki Kiyoshi and Jingu Aoko, otherwise the principal would be kneeling at the school gate with a red carpet laid out, the fact that the principal would show such an attitude suggests that the student is not too bad either.

Kuroba Shido glanced at the principal's forehead, which was reflecting the sunlight.

Good guy.

Just how high-ranking is he?

It's amazing that this guy, covered in grease, stood there obediently, almost melting from the sun, yet dared not leave.

Yamamoto Shinichi and Ito Fusei were equally interested.

There are many wealthy people and students with special status at Kamikawa University, but very few are actually received personally by the university president.

The last time the school experienced such a large-scale incident was when Aoko Jingu suddenly transferred to the school.

And now another one has appeared.

Did their school stir up trouble among Tokyo's elite girls?

Why are they all running here one after another?

Kuroba Shido, who was originally preparing to leave, put his cane back in its original place, as if he had just asked casually.

"Principal, who is this transfer student?"

"Nothing special."

The principal's answer was very subtle: "It's just that an elder in my family has some connections with the school, and they asked someone to put in a good word for me."

Kuroba Shido sneered inwardly.

What's the connection?

Should I ask someone to put in a good word for me?

This basically translates to the relationship being extremely close, and the person who made the greeting should not be offended.

If it were just a casual relationship, the principal would at most arrange for a teacher from the academic affairs office to receive them, and then have the student council help them familiarize themselves with the school environment.

Standing here personally?

Stop it.

Isn't it uncomfortable to lie in the office with the air conditioning on at midday?

"Just an ordinary student?"

Kuroba Shido probes.

"Of course, once we arrive at school, everyone is the same student; there's no difference between ordinary and extraordinary."

The principal spoke with righteous indignation.

Shido Kuroba was filled with awe.

That official tone.

This realization.

He was completely different from the principal who had just installed two air conditioners for him and given him a high-temperature allowance.

"Does the principal know the other person's name?"

"Know."

"Male or female?"

"Female classmate."

"Is it pretty?"

headmaster:"……"

Why did the topic suddenly veer in such a strange direction?

Asking for identity and name at the beginning was normal, so why did they suddenly ask "Am I pretty?" at the end?

He's never even seen her, how would he know if she's pretty or not!

The principal remained silent for two seconds.

"Kuroba-kun, I only received the news yesterday, and I don't know much about this student's specific situation."

"You only received the news yesterday, and you're already enrolling today?"

Kuroba Shido became even more certain of his judgment.

Normal school transfer procedures don't take this long.

There's a lot of energy behind this.

"Principal, who put in a good word for you?"

Kuroba Shido had a gossipy look on his face.

He wasn't interested in the transfer student he'd never met; he simply wanted to know how many other "living fathers" in Tokyo could make the principal's eyes clear.

Know yourself and the enemy, a hundred battles will never end.

If we happen to run into each other in the future, it will be easier to take a detour in advance.

The principal opened his mouth.

The smile on his face slowly disappeared, as if he were recalling the outrageous phone call from last night, and his gaze gradually became complicated.

"This matter..."

He sighed.

Let's go back to last night.

At the principal's home.

The room door was locked from the inside, the curtains were drawn tightly, and even the servants outside had been sent away beforehand.

The principal was hunched over his desk, with several open boxes in front of him, each containing a treasure he had kept for a long time.

Wild ginseng.

Deer antler.

Cordyceps sinensis.

There were also several boxes of high-end health supplements that someone had given to me.

These things used to be locked inside the safe. Even he himself couldn't bear to take them out to eat. Occasionally, he would open it and take a look, and he would feel a sense of satisfaction as if he owned the whole world.

just now……

The principal picked up a piece of cordyceps of excellent quality, examined it carefully under the light, his face twitched twice, and he reluctantly put it into the box on the left.

"This one is perfect."

"Maybe we should keep it..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the principal pictured Kuroba Shido's face, filled with an innocent smile.

Immediately afterwards, Kiyoshi Miyazaki and Aoko Jingu appeared on either side of Shido Kuroba behind him.

The principal remained silent for a few seconds.

Silently, she put the cordyceps she had just prepared to take back back into the box.

Forget it.

You can't catch a wolf without risking your cub.

He couldn't bear to part with the cordyceps, otherwise he wouldn't be able to keep his position as principal.

Although a lot of things were given away last time, the worst thing you can do when it comes to pleasing your boss and currying favor with your father is to do it only once.

This must continue.

Stability is essential.

Every time Shido Kuroba sees him, he must remember that he is a kind, generous, and warm-hearted principal who cares about his students and has a lot of health supplements at home.

In this way, even if Kuroba Shido were to mention himself to Miyazaki Kiyoshi or Jingu Aoko one day, what he said would be positive.

E.g……

"Our principal is pretty good, quite sensible."

With just this one sentence, his position as principal is basically secure.

Maybe it can be moved up a little further in the future.

The principal felt a little less heartache as he thought about the bright future ahead, and continued to hunch over the table and take inventory.

"Twenty cordyceps."

Two boxes of wild ginseng.

"Deer antler..."

The principal hesitated again after picking up the deer antler.

He couldn't bear to eat any of this.

That little bastard Kuroba Shido last time actually put cordyceps in his mouth and chewed it like chewing gum. He was even more wasteful than Pigsy swallowing ginseng fruit.

Is it really necessary to give him such a good thing?

How about we switch to something more ordinary?

Anyway, that kid might not be able to tell.

The principal's eyes flickered, and he reached out to take the box back.

"Buzzing—"

The phone that was on the table suddenly vibrated.

In the quiet room, the sudden noise startled the principal so much that he almost dropped the deer antler in his hand.

"Who is it, so late at night...?"

The principal picked up his phone with some impatience.

After seeing the name displayed on the screen, the impatience on his face instantly froze.

Miko Jingu.

To be precise.

The current head of the Jingu family—Jingu Yoshiko.

The principal's eyes cleared up again.

No.

Why would this person suddenly call him?

Although Kamikawa University has many businesses supported by the Jingu family, and Aoko Jingu is also studying at the university, people of this level usually delegate matters to their subordinates.

Let alone calling him personally, even if someone is randomly sent from below, he would still have to treat them with great respect.

Now the head of the family is calling personally...

The principal's face twitched, his back straightened instinctively, and he gripped his phone with both hands, as if attending an important meeting. He cleared his throat before answering the call with utmost respect.

"Good evening, Head of the Miko family. May I ask what your orders are?"

There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone.

Then came a lazy female voice.

"Little Fatty."

headmaster:"……"

The principal looked down at his stomach.

Ok.

The fact that she's fat is undeniable.

As for the small...

He was indeed younger than Yoshiko Jingu.

It's not that they're young, it's that they have low status.

"I am here, Head of the Miko family."

The principal showed no dissatisfaction whatsoever; on the contrary, his tone became even more respectful.

"Hey Fatty, it's like this, my brother's niece is going to study at your school, could you arrange for her to be picked up tomorrow?"

Jingu Yoshiko spoke quickly, with the sound of a short video playing in the background, as well as the squeaking of some small animal: "She's just arrived in Tokyo and isn't familiar with your school. As the principal, you should take good care of her and make sure she's not bullied."

The principal immediately sat up straight.

"Understood, Head of the Miko Family. Rest assured, I will personally arrange everything, and there will absolutely be no problems!"

Yoshiko Jingu's brother?

The other party's niece?

Regardless of who this brother is, the fact that Jingu Yoshiko personally called to arrange his enrollment means his identity is definitely not simple.

The principal has even begun to mentally sort out the vacant spaces in the school, considering which classes should assign them, what kind of teachers should be assigned, and who should be notified in advance.

"What's your contact information?"

The principal picked up a pen and paper: "You can send me the students' names, ages, previous schools, and other prepared information, and I'll have someone confirm it now."

I'll send you the phone number later.

Yoshiko Jingu answered very decisively.

"OK."

The principal held his pen and waited.

There was no further conversation on the other end of the phone, only the exaggerated background music from the short video.

About ten seconds later.

"etc."

Jingu Yoshiko's voice rang out again, tinged with doubt: "What's her phone number again?"

The principal stopped writing.

"Miko family master?"

"Don't rush, let me take a look."

I heard the sound of something being rummaged through on the phone.

"Clay just sent me... no, this is Da Mei's medical report, and this is a picture of Xiao Qingqing when she was little. Hey, this one was pretty, how come she looks so fierce now..."

headmaster:"……"

The phone continued to ring out as Miko Jingu talked to herself.

"That's strange, where did you put it?"

"I clearly saw it just now."

"Clay, really. Just get to the point. Why send such a long message? Who's going to read it all?"

As for why it turned out this way... the story goes back to a little earlier.

Bulgari Hotel, Tokyo.

Yoshiko Sawamura lay sprawled on the soft bed in the presidential suite, her legs dangling behind her as she ate the fruit delivered by the hotel while reviewing the documents that Ritsuki Sawamura needed to complete her enrollment procedures the next day.

To be precise.

She only read the first page.

There's a whole lot more to confirm, contact, submit, and fill out.

Yoshiko Sawamura stared at the dense text for less than half a minute before her head started to spin and the fruit in her mouth suddenly lost its flavor.

So complicated.

Why do we need to prepare so many things to go to school?

When they were in school, didn't the housekeeper take care of everything, and then they could just take a car there the next day?

The housekeeper didn't come with me, and the only person I can rely on is the little pink-haired girl on the bed who's choosing what to wear to meet her online friend tomorrow.

Should we let the little pink-haired girl handle it herself?

No.

What if that little pink-haired girl makes a mistake because she's so clumsy?

As a great mother, she must shoulder this responsibility!

Yoshiko Sawamura took out her phone with a serious expression and then skillfully dialed Clay's number.

"Clay, Liyue is going to study at Kamikawa University. Could you help me with the paperwork?"

There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone.

"Isn't everything almost ready?"

There's a slight difference between being almost ready and being completely ready.

Yoshiko Sawamura nervously flipped through the documents, glancing at several blank spaces: "Besides, we've just arrived in Tokyo and aren't very familiar with the area. What if the school won't let Liyue in tomorrow?"

"That's a school, not a military base. Why can't we go in?"

"I'm just using an example."

Yoshiko Sawamura took a bite of fruit and mumbled, "Anyway, could you help us sort this out? It would be best if you could find someone you know to pick us up tomorrow, so we don't get lost."

Clay: "..."

The gates of Kamikawa University are so big, and the navigation is clearly marked. How can I possibly get lost?

However, Clay did not press the matter further.

Because if something like this happened to Yoshiko Sawamura, it could very well happen.

This woman once traveled alone across the ocean to Europe and was able to accurately find the city where her older brother was, but she got lost at the airport entrance for more than two hours. In the end, her older brother found her on his motorcycle at the entrance of a convenience store less than 500 meters from the airport.

Ask her why she didn't make a phone call.

She said her phone was almost out of battery and she wanted to keep it to take pictures.

From then on, Clay understood a principle.

Discussing logic with your sister-in-law is a pointless activity.

"I see."

Clay rubbed his temples: "Send me the information you've prepared so far, and I'll handle the rest."

"good!"

Yoshiko Sawamura instantly relaxed. After hanging up the phone, she took a few photos of the documents and sent them over. Then, she put her phone aside and continued eating fruit while lying on the bed.

Problem solved.

This is Yoshiko Sawamura's most simple and unpretentious way of dealing with trouble.

In the past, when I encountered problems, I would first turn to my husband.

After her husband was hung on the wall, she went to find her brother-in-law and sister-in-law.

Anyway, there's always someone in the family who knows things she doesn't.

It doesn't matter if they don't understand; Clay and the others will find someone who does.

As for Clay...

As one of the biggest mafia bosses in O continent, the connections he can leverage are far beyond what ordinary people can imagine.

When Riki Sawamura's father was still alive, he, as the eldest brother, took care of almost everything in the family, so his younger siblings could just grow up in peace.

After the eldest brother died unexpectedly, his younger siblings, who had been protected under his wings, stepped forward one after another. They reorganized their power through lawyers, accountants, finance, medicine, connections, and the gang's internal power. Instead of bringing down the Sawamura family, they expanded their influence to a level far beyond what they had before.

Yoshiko Sawamura and Ritsuki Sawamura, an orphan and widow, never experienced the kind of family feuds and kicking out that are often depicted in TV dramas.

Behind them stood a group of uncles and aunts who had truly been raised by their eldest brother and who cared for the daughter he left behind as if she were their own.

Sometimes the care is even excessive.

When Ritsuki Sawamura was a child, she only had a fight with a classmate at school. The next day, the number of people responsible for protecting her doubled, and Clay even asked very tactfully whether she should let that classmate's whole family move to another country.

That frightened Ritsuki Sawamura so much that she never dared to complain to her family again.

At this point, it's just a matter of enrolling students, so there's no need to resort to any exaggerated methods.

Clay glanced at the information sent by Yoshiko Sawamura and quickly thought of someone who happened to be in Tokyo and was familiar enough with Kamikawa University.

Miko Jingu.

It's not surprising that Clay and Jingu Yoshiko know each other.

One is the head of the largest mafia force in O continent, and the other is the current head of a top family in Tokyo. Their businesses, personnel, and networks of relationships inevitably intersect at some point, and naturally, they exchanged contact information.

Over the years, the two have occasionally helped each other with small, not-too-troublesome favors.

At least in Clay's view, arranging for a fully qualified exchange student to enter Kamikawa University is a simple matter that only requires a word of introduction and is not a big deal at all.

then.

Clay quickly sorted out the situation and then called Yoshiko Jingu.

At that moment, Jingu Yoshiko was lying in a huge round sofa, holding Daimei in her arms, with a tablet in front of her. On the screen was a short, brainless drama about a female protagonist who was found by her biological parents and then framed by a fake heiress for more than 80 episodes.

When she saw Clay calling, she answered the call casually.

"Hey, Old Ke, what's up?"

"Miko, there's something I'd like to ask you."

"I don't have any money to lend."

"It's not about borrowing money."

"Then you tell me."

Clay explained that Ritsuki Sawamura was going to study at Kamikawa University, and also sent over the information that needed to be confirmed, along with Yoshiko Sawamura's contact information.

Yoshiko Jingu wasn't listening attentively.

Because the short drama happened to show the female lead being pushed down the stairs, everyone thought she had miscarried. But when the doctor came out, he suddenly announced that the female lead was not pregnant at all.

This plot...

That's pretty good!

"That's my niece, Liyue. Her mother's name is Sawamura Yoshiko. She's already in Tokyo and will go to the school tomorrow morning to complete the final procedures."

"Uh-huh."

Yoshiko Kamiya stared at the screen.

"They're not very familiar with Tokyo, and my sister-in-law is... prone to accidents over small things. Could you please help me find someone to take care of them?"

"Uh-huh."

"I have sent you my contact information and details."

"Uh-huh."

"Miko, are you listening?"

"Of course I'm listening!"

Jingu Yoshiko hugged Daimei tightly with a serious expression: "It's just that your brother's niece is going to school, right? Don't worry, I'll arrange it in a bit!"

Clay: "..."

What do you mean I have a brother's niece?

That's my own niece!

And didn't he just say his name?

Forget it.

At least Yoshiko Jingu understood that people needed to be arranged.

Clay had some understanding of the head of the Jingu family's personality, so he didn't continue to correct her. He repeated the important points again and only hung up the phone after confirming that Jingu Yoshiko had agreed.

Jingu Yoshiko immediately called the president of Kamikawa University.

then……

Let's go back to the present.

"What was her name again?"

Jingu Yoshiko was still scrolling through messages on the phone.

"I remember it was a nice-sounding name, I think it had the character for 'moon' in it..."

The principal, pen in hand, tentatively asked, "Head of the Miko family, you can forward the information you just received to me directly."

"That's right."

Shingu Miko suddenly realized.

The principal was just about to breathe a sigh of relief.

"But I think I just deleted the chat history."

headmaster:"……"

Why?

"There were too many messages, it was uncomfortable to look at, so I just cleaned them up."

Yoshiko Jingu answered confidently.

"So... do you remember how to contact them?"

"I don't remember."

"What's your name?"

"It seems his surname is Sawamura."

"Full name?"

"A little pink-haired girl, I think that's what she's called," Miko Kamiya said earnestly as she recalled.

headmaster:"……"