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

"what!"

"No! I don't want to! I don't want to get off the bus! Waaah! Let go of the little pink-haired girl..."

Yoshiko Sawamura let out a piercing scream, her hands gripping the car door tightly, her ten slender white fingers almost leaving marks on the edge of the door.

As for what comes next...

Ritsuki Sawamura, with a cold expression, grabbed a certain idiot old woman by the neck from behind with both hands, gritting her teeth and dragging her away relentlessly.

"Get down here!"

"No, I don't want to! It's so hot outside!"

"You've kept people waiting all morning!"

"That's not my fault! It's clearly because you, little pink-haired girl, take too long to take a bath!"

"If you hadn't slept until noon, we would have arrived long ago!"

"But you're asleep too, little pink-haired girl!"

"Shut up!"

Riki Sawamura suddenly exerted force with her arm, and Yoshiko Sawamura was immediately pulled backward a large distance.

However, in the next second, Yoshiko Sawamura's hands, which were originally holding the car door, suddenly grabbed backward at a completely illogical angle and tightly hugged the back of the passenger seat.

The situation has once again reached a stalemate.

On one side is Yoshiko Sawamura, who is determined not to leave the air-conditioned car.

On the other side is Ritsuki Sawamura, who wishes she could drag this stupid old woman out and bury her right there and then.

The mother and daughter each occupied one side, refusing to give way, turning an ordinary ride-hailing car into a silent battleground.

The driver sat stiffly in the driver's seat, his hands gripping the steering wheel tightly, his eyes fixed straight ahead, his expression as serious as if he were attending an important meeting.

He didn't see it.

I didn't see anything.

There weren't two very pretty women fighting in the car, nor was there a little girl with pink hair grabbing her mother by the neck and dragging her out, and no one was screaming while secretly reaching for the chicken leg that wasn't finished next to their seat.

All are hallucinations.

As long as he knows nothing, trouble will never find him.

The principal, standing outside the car, also fell silent.

Large beads of sweat slid down his forehead; it was hard to tell whether they were from the sun or from being frightened by the scene before him.

The moment the principal saw Ritsuki Sawamura get out of the car, he was certain that this was the important figure that the Jingu family had specifically instructed him to personally receive.

That dazzling pink hair, those flawless features, and that air of elegance that could only be cultivated from a life of privilege...

He doesn't look like an ordinary person at all.

until……

As the principal looked at the beautiful woman in front of him, whose leg had been dragged out of the car but who was still clinging tightly to the passenger seat, his judgment wavered slightly for the first time.

Is this really the person he's been waiting for?

Could there be some mistake somewhere?

It's one thing for a big shot from the Jingu family to take a ride-hailing service, but why would he cling to the car door and refuse to get out because he doesn't want to be in the sun?

wrong!

The principal narrowed his eyes, forcing himself to calm down again.

People with real status often have some quirks that ordinary people can't understand.

Just as some wealthy people like to wear slippers that cost only a few dozen yuan, and some important figures like to grow their own vegetables, the lady in front of us must have her own reasons for not wanting to get out of the car.

If you can't understand it yourself, it only proves that your level is not high enough.

Thinking of this, the principal's expression became respectful again.

"Madam, perhaps..."

"Shut up!"

Riki Sawamura and Yoshiko Sawamura turned their heads almost simultaneously.

headmaster:"……"

driver:"……"

The air was silent for a moment.

Riki Sawamura was the first to look away, a dangerous smile appearing on her face.

"Auntie, I'll say it one last time, let go."

"I don't!"

Yoshiko Sawamura hugged the back of the chair, her attitude more resolute than ever before.

"Little pink-haired girl, don't think that just because Mommy usually lets you have your way, you can do whatever you want. Even if I die here today, even if I jump off this cliff, I will never..."

Ritsuki Sawamura suddenly released her grip.

Caught off guard and losing her grip, Yoshiko Sawamura lurched forward, her head slamming against the back of the passenger seat with a thud.

Before she could react, Ritsuki Sawamura had already grabbed her ankle again and pulled her back sharply.

"etc!"

Yoshiko Sawamura's expression changed drastically.

"Hey pink-haired girl, you have no sportsmanship! Weren't you just grabbing my neck? Why did you suddenly change locations?!"

"Because you only have two hands!"

"You're despicable!"

"Get down here, you stupid old lady!"

"Aaaaaah—!"

With a sharp scream, Yoshiko Sawamura was finally forced to let go of the seat back, and she slid out of the car with a "whoosh".

The battle, which lasted for nearly two minutes, ended with Ritsuki Sawamura achieving an overwhelming victory.

thump!

Yoshiko Sawamura sat on the ground, her large sun hat askew to one side, and her sunglasses slipped down her face, making her look both disheveled and pitiful.

She sat there blankly, seemingly still unable to accept reality.

next second...

The driver, who had been sitting in the driver's seat pretending to be dead, finally moved.

close the door.

Shift gears.

Step on the gas.

The entire set of movements was fluid and seamless, without the slightest pause.

The ride-hailing car sped off at top speed, disappearing into the distance in the blink of an eye, as if afraid that if it were even a second later, it would be dragged back into this terrifying mother-daughter war.

"No!"

Yoshiko Sawamura suddenly snapped out of her daze, scrambled to her feet, and reached out her hand in the direction the ride-hailing car had left.

"Don't go!"

The heart-wrenching sound made it seem as if what was leaving was not some ride-hailing car, but her beloved family and friends who had depended on her for many years.

"Little pink-haired girl, my air conditioner is gone!"

Ritsuki Sawamura: "..."

headmaster:"……"

So what this lady was reluctant to part with was just the air conditioner?

The principal raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, hesitated for a moment, and then tentatively spoke.

"Um...why don't you two come to my office for a while?"

Yoshiko Sawamura's crying paused for a moment.

Seeing that there was a reaction, the principal immediately added something.

"My office is cool, and it has two air conditioners."

Two units?!

Yoshiko Sawamura, who had just looked like she had lost all hope in life, suddenly stood up from the ground.

His previously unfocused gaze brightened again, and even the weak and powerless aura around him vanished without a trace in just one second.

"What are you all standing there for? Let's go!"

Yoshiko Sawamura grabbed Riki Sawamura's wrist and started walking towards the school.

After taking only two steps, he realized he didn't seem to know where the office was, so he quickly turned around and looked at the principal expectantly.

"Teacher, could you please show me the way?"

"..."

The principal silently turned around and walked at the front.

Yoshiko Sawamura immediately pulled Ritsuki Sawamura along and followed, her pace even faster than the principal's.

"Little pink-haired girl, can you walk a little faster? Can't you see how sunburnt the teacher is?"

headmaster:"……"

amount……

Um, actually I'm the principal...

The principal opened his mouth, but in the end, he swallowed back the words that were about to come out.

A teacher it is.

At least it sounds better than "Little Fatty".

……

To get from the school gate to the office building, you need to walk along a tree-lined path that is not short.

Tall trees are planted on both sides of the road, and their dense foliage blocks most of the sunlight. Occasionally, a few rays of light pass through the gaps between the leaves, leaving spots of light of varying sizes on the ground.

Even so, the air still carried a lingering heat.

The principal led the way while introducing the basic situation of the school to the Sawamura mother and daughter.

"Our Kamikawa University has been established for many years. In terms of educational resources, faculty, and various facilities, the school is among the top in Tokyo."

"Although the school has slightly stricter requirements for students, this is to ensure that every student can have a good learning environment."

"In addition, the school has several specialized laboratories and research centers. If you have any academic needs in the future, you can apply to use them in advance..."

The principal spoke very seriously.

Ritsuki Sawamura listened very attentively.

Only Yoshiko Sawamura kept turning back, looking towards the school gate that was getting further and further away, as if she was still hoping that the ride-hailing car would have a change of heart and come back to pick her up.

It wasn't until she heard the words "hardware facilities" that Yoshiko Sawamura suddenly came to her senses.

"Do all offices in your school have two air conditioners?"

The principal paused in his steps.

"Well... of course not."

"Then why do you have it in your office?"

"Because my office is a little bigger."

"So that's how it is."

Yoshiko Sawamura nodded thoughtfully, as if she had finally understood some very important knowledge.

"Little pink hair, did you hear that? If the office is big enough, we can install another air conditioner."

Ritsuki Sawamura: "..."

She didn't understand why this silly old woman would specifically tell her such a thing.

Is it so that when you buy a house in the future, you can reserve two separate rooms for air conditioning?

It's hopeless.

Just as Ritsuki Sawamura was about to ignore the idiot old woman next to her, several students walking towards them suddenly slowed down.

The boy at the front was looking down at his phone when someone next to him nudged him with their elbow. He looked up impatiently and then froze on the spot.

"Holy crap..."

A very faint gasp escaped her lips.

The companion next to him wasn't much better off.

Their gazes all fell on Riki Sawamura, and for a moment they even forgot to continue walking forward.

Standing at the school gate, Ritsuki Sawamura's first impression was already stunning enough.

Now that I'm on campus and there are more points of reference around me, that irrational beauty has become even more apparent.

Her carefully styled long pink hair cascaded down her back, the ends swaying gently with her steps. Sunlight fell upon it, as if coating each strand with a soft halo.

That face was so exquisite it was almost unreal, with fair and delicate skin, clear and bright blue eyes, and features that combined the gentleness of an Eastern person with the unique three-dimensionality of a mixed-race individual.

Even though they were just walking there quietly, it was as if they had stepped out of some meticulously crafted promotional poster.

Especially her striking long pink hair.

It's hard not to notice.

"who is she?"

"I don't know, are you new here?"

"They must be mixed-race; their eye colors are even different..."

"She looks way too exaggerated."

"Wait, doesn't the school prohibit dyeing hair?"

Several people discussed in hushed tones.

After that last question was asked, the air suddenly went silent for a few seconds.

Kamikawa University does not allow students to dye their hair at will.

That's true, at least in principle.

However, after glancing at the principal who was leading the way and then at Ritsuki Sawamura's striking pink hair, the group immediately understood.

Principles are a matter of perspective.

For ordinary people, dyeing their hair pink is considered a violation of school rules.

The person in front of me has pink hair...

That should be called respecting multiculturalism and embodying a free and open educational philosophy.

Moreover, even if she were to dye her hair back to pink, Ritsuki Sawamura's original hair color was an extremely rare platinum blonde.

It will only be more dazzling under the sunlight.

At that point, forget about violating school rules; you'll be a walking super light bulb on campus, visible from hundreds of meters away.

Thinking about it that way, dyeing it pink seems like a relatively low-key option.

The principal naturally noticed the reactions of the students around him, but made no attempt to say anything to remind them.

On the one hand, the group simply stood by and watched, without doing anything excessive.

on the other hand……

The principal secretly glanced at Ritsuki Sawamura behind him.

He still doesn't know who the other party is. The only thing he knows is that the other party is related to the head of the Jingu family.

In this situation, let alone pink hair.

Even if Ritsuki Sawamura came to school with flashing colored lights on his head, he could still have the school rules amended overnight to show that the school has always encouraged students to pursue personalized development that is beneficial to their physical and mental health.

What is flexible management?

This is called flexible management.

Several students brushed past them, and after walking a distance, they immediately stopped and turned around in unison.

"Is it really a freshman?"

"I don't know, but judging from the direction, it seems to be heading towards an office building."

"The principal personally leading the way is probably no ordinary person."

"Of course, how could an ordinary person look like that?"

Is there any necessary connection between physical appearance and family background?

"Why does Kuroba Shido still look like a loser even though he's rich?"

"..."

That makes a lot of sense.

There was absolutely no way to refute it.

The group exchanged glances, then simultaneously pulled out their phones.

This is such an important matter that it must be sent to the school forum immediately.

As she ventures deeper into the campus, Ritsuki Sawamura attracts more and more attention.

It was lunch break time, and although most students were still in the cafeteria or classrooms, there were still quite a few scattered figures on the road.

Whether male or female, their first reaction upon noticing Ritsu Sawamura is to pause in surprise.

Some of the bolder ones would take a second look, while others would immediately pull their companions aside after passing by and whisper to ask if the person was a student from the school.

Even a few girls who were chatting under the shade of the tree couldn't help but turn their gazes over.

"So beautiful..."

"Is your hair dyed?"

"Probably, but it really suits her."

"Her eyes are so beautiful, she must be of mixed race."

"I've never seen this person before. Are they new?"

Quiet whispers came from the surroundings.

Of course, Ritsuki Sawamura heard it.

However, she showed no sign of anything amiss on her face. Her pace remained unhurried, and her expression was calm, as if the gasps and stares around her had nothing to do with her.

This kind of scene was already something that Ritsuki Sawamura was used to.

From childhood to adulthood, whenever she appeared in an unfamiliar place, she would quickly become the center of attention for those around her.

When I was a child, when I went to a banquet, a lot of people would come up to me and ask where the doll came from.

When I grew up and went out, the number of people turning their heads to look at me was ridiculously high.

Sometimes, being too good-looking can be a problem.

Ritsuki Sawamura slightly raised her chin, trying hard to suppress the ever-increasing corners of her mouth.

no way.

This is something we are born with.

She didn't want to attract so much attention.

Unfortunately, the ability didn't allow it.

Of course, the reactions of those around you are not the most important thing.

the most important is……

News spreads so fast on the school forum, that damn bastard will probably find out soon that a super beautiful girl has come to the school, right?

They might have already seen it.

A scene flashed through Ritsuki Sawamura's mind, and the corners of her mouth turned up in a wild smile...