I am in Mihua, and the ladies all like me

If the former, Mrs. Suzuki, gave the gift sincerely, then the latter, Siruof's so-called giving up of fighting for ownership, was just a way to save face.

After all, judging from the contents of the Egg of Memories album, there are not only photos of Nicholas' family, but also photos of Kiichi Kosaka and Rasputin, and even wedding photos of Kiichi Kosaka and Princess Maria III.

This is almost equivalent to the token of love that Kiichi Kosaka gave to Princess Maria III, and the betrothal gift to Emperor Nicholas' family.

If it were revealed that a Russian diplomatic clerk took someone else's ancestral token of love and betrothal gift and pocketed it, he would probably be laughed at by the whole world.

Well, no matter what the process is, as long as the final result is good...

The wife of the consortium always keeps her word.

Without the need for a contract or even a personal signature, Tomoko Suzuki quickly handed over the secret treasure worth over 1.5 billion to Natsumi Kosaka.

Then she turned to Serabelle and raised her chin at the Suzuki sedan still parked in the open space in front of the castle gate.

It means - get in the car.

……

Just like when they came, Kogoro Maori and others and Secretary Maozi took one car, while Serabelle and Tomoko Suzuki took another car alone.

The front and rear seats of high-end cars are separated with a completely reliable soundproof wall in the middle, so the back seat is equivalent to an independent mobile space.

The two of them sat opposite each other, staggered apart, until the moment the car door closed and started slowly, Suzuki Tomoko unexpectedly did a very girlish gesture.

She put her legs together, which were tightly wrapped in black stockings, and stretched them forward while raising her hands, letting out a suppressed "hmm" and stretching her body.

"Today is also a day with many things happening..."

This action lasted about three seconds.

Three seconds later, Suzuki Tomoko put down her hands and returned her legs to normal position. She glanced at Serabelle who was sitting opposite her and looking at her with the same curiosity, then chuckled.

"What's wrong? Are you surprised? Do you think people like us shouldn't be so embarrassed? If you think so, Sera-kun, you are wrong. It is precisely because of our status that we must always maintain our manners when we go out and show our faces... For example, today, when you all changed into light clothes, I still had to wear this in the hot summer. No matter how sore my feet are from walking, I have to look relaxed..."

As she spoke, she quickly unbuttoned the buttons on the lapel of her blazer and took off the jacket, revealing the long-sleeved shirt underneath which was already soaked with sweat. The white fabric seemed somewhat translucent under the light from the car.

After doing all this, Suzuki Tomoko breathed a sigh of relief.

"So, generally speaking, whenever I have the chance, I will try to relax as much as possible in a safe and private space, so that I don't have to be so tense all the time."

"For example..."

She paused and pointed to the empty seat directly opposite her, next to Serabelle.

"If it were normal, I would take off my shoes and put my feet on it for a while, but considering that you are here today, Sera-kun, I won't pollute the air like this."

"I don't really care about that..."

Serabelle originally just wanted to politely express her wish that the guest should follow the host's wishes.

But before he could finish his words, Suzuki Tomoko's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Really? That's great!"

As she spoke, she really took off the high heels she had been wearing all day, and placed her jade feet wrapped in black stockings on the empty seat next to Serabelle.

After a few seconds, a faint but real odor wafted over.

"Do you want me to put it down?" Suzuki Tomoko smiled mischievously.

"It's okay, it doesn't have any smell."

Serabelle shook her head.

Generally speaking, if a normal person wears black stockings and high heels for a whole day and walks so much, the smell after taking off the shoes will definitely be very bad, but Suzuki Tomoko only has a slight smell. At least in his opinion, the former is indeed a type of person with very light body odor.

Especially when Serabelle was still working at MI6, he would often have his day and night reversed. Every time school was over, if it was Friday and Akai Mary picked up Sera Masumi and found him still sleeping, a certain tiger-toothed girl would mischievously put her feet, which had run either or meters in physical education class at school, with her socks on, next to his unsuspecting nose.

That taste is sour and refreshing...

"Yeah, that's good."

Suzuki Tomoko gladly accepted Serabelle's truth as a compliment.

After stretching out for a while in the car, she pulled out a pair of home slippers from under the seat and put them on. With her legs crossed, she returned to her image as the lady of the consortium who could make billions of dollars with just a word.

Suzuki Tomoko raised her toes and hooked her slippers onto them. Her toes trembled slightly, causing the slippers to sway slightly. She leaned to the side with her chin supported by her clenched fists, and her smiling eyes fell on Serabelle opposite her.

"Remember the conversation we had in the restaurant yesterday? I think we can indeed try to develop a cooperative relationship."

Chapter 150 The deal is concluded

Before Serabelle could ask "how to cooperate", Tomoko Suzuki continued talking.

"I don't know if you've noticed, Sera-kun, that you've never seen anyone like a bodyguard around my daughter... Sonoko, right?"

"Ah, that's true."

Serabelle answered in the affirmative without hesitation.

I couldn't help but think about it, mainly because the impression was so profound. If it was the daughter of a British marquis, she would definitely be escorted by a motorcade and followed by personal bodyguards throughout the trip.

Although there is no such thing as a title of nobility in Japan, the Suzuki Group is the second largest group in Japan. If it were in the UK, it would at least be a duke, right?

What's more, the reason why the Suzuki Group is called a group is that its most outstanding feature is its unparalleled financial strength.

The result is that the daughter of such a super consortium actually travels without even a bodyguard?

Are you really not afraid of being kidnapped and blackmailed?

Don’t say that you have to have a life to spend it if you have the life to get it. There are always those desperate people in this world who think “my life is my own, the money belongs to the Suzuki family”.

It is said that one should be prepared for the worst. The Suzuki Group dared to gamble so heavily on such a matter. This was something that Serabelle had never understood.

I really don't know whether to praise him for his courage or directly call him insane.

"Of course, these are just superficial phenomena."

As if she could see through what Serabelle was thinking, Suzuki Tomoko smiled softly.

"Let me put it this way. Although our Suzuki Group operates in a wide range of industries, the largest expense of the group each year does not belong to any one of these industries, but rather to the security costs of Ayako and Sonoko."

Ok?

Serabell, who was thinking that it was just a superficial phenomenon, was actually not having a bodyguard around her, and was stunned when she heard this.

He already had a premonition of what Suzuki Tomoko was going to say next.

"Let's not talk about far away places. To give a simple example, within the Tokyo metropolitan area, 99.99% of the people who appear are absolutely safe for our Suzuki family."

"What about the remaining 0.01..."

"In a mental hospital."

There is no intention of showing off in Suzuki Tomoko's words, as if she is simply stating an established fact.

"In fact, in terms of cost alone, it is not difficult for our Suzuki family to expand this safe range with their financial resources, but there are always some things in this world that cannot be solved by spending money. After all, in terms of family history, the Suzuki Group has only been around for a short period of 60 years, and its influence cannot be compared with some other large families with a long history in Japan... But it is precisely because of this that we made this decision."

"I have never treated Ayako and Sonoko badly in life, but I have not given them too much preferential treatment either. As a mother, I don't want them to have a hard life, but I don't want them to become arrogant noble ladies, so I have tried my best to ensure that they live a relatively ordinary life since they were young. They go to school and go home like other people of their age, make friends in class, and so on..."

The prerequisite for achieving all of the above is to have an absolutely safe environment.

Serabelle continued the last sentence in her mind.

"So you see, how could I not care about the safety of Ayako and Sonoko?" Suzuki Tomoko smiled. "The Suzuki Group has gone through ups and downs in the past 60 years. The number of assassination attempts on me and Brother Jirokichi alone is almost as many as that of a US president."

"I thought you were going to say President Suzuki." Serabelle said casually.

"Oh, you mean Shiro..."

When her husband's name was suddenly mentioned, Suzuki Tomoko touched her cheek, showing a little embarrassment, which was rare.

"Shiro doesn't count. The Suzuki Group has come this far mainly thanks to the efforts of three generations. First, my parents-in-law, then my elder brother Jiro and my parents, and then me and my parents."

No wonder...

Serabelle suddenly understood.

It should be said that he felt something was strange since the first time he met Shiro Suzuki. At that time, they were in the Beika Museum, because Kidd sent a letter of warning saying that he would come to steal the Dark Star on April Fool's Day.

At that time, he always felt as if Suzuki Tomoko was the one in charge, while Suzuki Shiro, who should theoretically be the one in charge, always gave people the feeling of an ordinary rich man. He completely lacked the thinking and insight that a founder of such a huge business empire should have. This was basically reflected in the fact that he believed whatever Kogoro Mori said.

And in various things afterwards, people felt as if Suzuki Tomoko was the one in charge of the overall situation, and Suzuki Shiro, as the president, was just a facade pushed to the front.

It seems that even the marriage between Suzuki Shiro and Suzuki Tomoko was carried out to prevent the two families from splitting due to conflicts of interest.

Seeing that Serabelle seemed to have understood something, Suzuki Tomoko smiled again.

"But as I mentioned above, although the Suzuki Group is now strong enough in the business field, it still lacks historical heritage and influence. For example, many families in Kansai will not buy our account. Hiring bodyguards can certainly avoid a lot of trouble, but on the one hand, I also said that I don't want Ayako and Sonoko to develop the habit of being superior to others. On the other hand, they don't like being followed by others when they go out to play."

"It seems that Sonoko has a good impression of you, Sera-kun, so I think if possible in the future, you can go with Sonoko on a trip to Osaka like this one. This is in exchange for our cooperation. I believe in your ability and your character."

"For a consortium like ours, it's easy to hire a skilled bodyguard, but it's hard to find a partner who will never betray each other."

Suzuki Tomoko stopped talking here. She had already said everything that needed to be said, and anything else she said would be just repetitive.

"Okay, I accept it."

Serabelle agreed readily.

To a certain extent, this transaction was originally proposed by him. Now Suzuki Tomoko has brought it up again and listed the conditions she proposed as bargaining chips.

If you say at this time that you need to think about it carefully or simply remain vague, it would be a bit like raising the price.

An hour and a half later, a black luxury car with the Suzuki Group logo printed on it stopped downstairs of the Haido Hotel in Haido-cho, Tokyo.

Inside the car, Serabelle unbuckled her seat belt and put her hand on the door handle.

Suzuki Tomoko saw the glittering golden hotel sign outside through the coated car window: "...Sera-kun, are you living here now?"

Serabelle paused for a moment before opening the door and nodded in greeting.

"Yes, it's here. See you later."

"Um……"

Tomoko Suzuki watched Serabelle get out of the car, walk up the steps in front of the hotel and enter the door until her back completely disappeared.

She rolled down the car window, raised her head to look at the towering building standing proudly in the night sky like a torch, facing the evening breeze blowing along the street. A trace of puzzlement flashed across her face.

"See you later."

Suzuki Tomoko said softly.

Chapter 151 Zhenchun already knew it

Serabelle had never revealed her real address to any outsider, and this was the first time she openly told others that she lived in Beihu Hotel.

It was also a way of showing Suzuki Tomoko the sincerity of cooperation, just like no normal person would lend a large sum of money to someone who doesn't even know where his home is.

When the car got off the highway and entered Tokyo, Serabel had already sent a message to Akai Mari in advance to tell her that she would be home soon.

He took the elevator from the elevator lobby on the first floor of the hotel and went straight to the guest room floor. When Serabel got out of the elevator and arrived at the door of the suite with ease, the door of the suite suddenly opened before he could press the doorbell.

The timing was so precise that it seemed as if someone had been guarding inside the place all along.

A nimble and petite figure flashed out from there, grabbed the clothes of the young man outside the door and started sniffing it.

"Uh, Sister Mary?"

Serabelle was caught off guard by her and froze in place for a moment.

What is he doing? He just went to Osaka, not to do butterfly stroke in a cesspool. How could there be any smell on his body?

Fortunately, Akai Mary's actions did not last for more than a few seconds. The alert expression on her face gradually disappeared, and she snorted lightly and let go of her hand.

Then she turned around, pushed open the half-open door at the back, and raised her voice slightly towards the suite.

"Majin, Bell is back. I'll make him something to eat. It'll be almost time to go to bed."

"..."

No one answered.

After waiting for four or five seconds without any response from the room, Akai Mary raised her voice again and repeated it.

This time there was finally a response.

I saw the half-closed bedroom door at the end of the living room in the suite was creaked open from the inside, and a tiger-toothed girl, who was half-wearing headphones and holding a tablet computer in her hand and seemed to be watching a TV series, poked her head out tentatively with an uncertain look on her face.

Following the sound, his gaze fell on Serabelle at the door, then quickly shrank back.

Half a second later, the sounds of a tablet and headphones came from the bedroom. Having put aside all her worries, Makoto Sera opened the bedroom door and ran out barefoot on the floor without even putting on her slippers.