Tokyo Tycoon, Start as a Writer

Chapter 44: The Madam's Devotion

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Matsueda Shinsako arrived at Chiyoda.

The road splits into two in front. One is a long slope with a sign "Private Residence, No Passing" next to it. Under the sign is a cat napping in the shade of a tree.

Shinsako Matsueda walked uphill and reached the top after more than fifty meters.

On this high platform covering an area of ​​14,000 square meters, the buildings are connected and the beams are shining.

Four bodyguards in black suits stood on both sides of the door, watching the beautiful woman slowly walking up the ramp.

The beautiful woman looked to be in her early thirties, with excellent temperament and appearance, holding a burnt brown parasol in her hand.

She is tall, with a slender neck and a melon-shaped face as white as cream. She is wearing a very conservative black kimono.

Occasionally, there were gusts of breeze blowing under the shade of the trees. The beautiful woman gently tucked the loose hair on her temples that was blown by the wind behind her ears. She stopped on the slope and watched for a while. Her noble face seemed a little lonely.

After a while, she walked towards the door.

The four bodyguards stared at her intently.

"Stop, who are you!"

"Hello, I'm Shinsako from the Shimizu Tokugawa family." The beautiful woman stood in front of the gate and bowed slightly to the black-clad bodyguards. "Please inform the young lady that I have something to ask you."

Hearing that it was someone from the Shimizu Tokugawa family, the guard on the bodyguard's face disappeared, but he did not move away. Instead, he asked politely: "Excuse me, madam, do you have an appointment?"

"……No."

"We're sorry, but we can't let you in."

"...My mother is Tokugawa Yako." The beautiful woman said slowly.

Hearing this, the black-clad bodyguards all showed expressions of searching their memories.

Not long after, the older bodyguard showed a surprised expression on his face: "I remember now, Miss Yako married into the Shimizu Tokugawa family. It's been more than 40 years..."

Then, the bodyguard looked at the beautiful woman with an increasingly shocked look in his eyes: "I remember that when Miss Yazi was alive, she often brought her daughter back to visit her family. Could it be you..."

"I am my mother's only daughter." Matsueda Shinsako said calmly, but still felt a little sad.

"Oh, how rude! I didn't recognize you. Damn it..." The older bodyguard bowed and apologized quickly. "Are you looking for the young lady? No problem. I can take you there. But since we didn't make an appointment, I don't have the final say on whether you can see her or not. Please forgive me for that."

"Thank you."

"Please come with me."

"it is good."

Following her bodyguard, after almost twenty-five years, Matsueda Shinsako once again stepped into the mansion of the Tokugawa family.

The Tokugawa family, also known as the Tokugawa Shogunate.

Direct descendant of Tokugawa Ieyasu.

The Tokugawa family is a very large family, with three branch families under the main family, known as the Tokugawa Gosanke.

When the main family has no heir, one of the males from the three main families can be chosen to be the heir.

The Gosanke each had its own branch family, called the Tokugawa Gosanke. If there were no male heirs in the Gosanke, an heir could be chosen from among the Gosanke.

For the main family, the status of the Gosanqing is that of a branch family of a branch family.

Following the security guard through the huge courtyard, we finally arrived at a porch.

"Who is this?" A woman in a kimono looked over.

The bodyguard thought about the address for a while, then said to her: "This is the eldest lady's cousin, you can take her to the eldest lady."

"Yeah~"

The woman in kimono looked over in surprise, then quickly lowered her head gently and said, "Yes."

The eldest lady’s cousin?
In other words, her mother is the old master's sister, so it should be Miss Yako...

The woman was thinking about these things, and she took Matsueda Shinsako through many twists and turns and finally arrived at a huge tea room.

There were quite a few people waiting on the eaves of the entrance, all of them seemingly wanting to see Miss Tokugawa.

"You wait here, I will go and inform everyone. You can go in when your name is called." The woman said to Matsueda Shinsako.

"sorry to bother you."

Matsueda Shinsako nodded slightly, walked up to the porch, and stood away from others waiting.

A woman in kimono walked into the tea room.

The room was air-conditioned and cool, and sitting at the tea table was a thirty-year-old woman wearing a red kimono with a bow tied behind her back.

"Miss, your cousin wants to see you." said the woman in kimono.

"Oh? Cousin?" Tokugawa Sakurako raised her pretty face.

"She is Miss Yako's daughter, Matsueda Shinsako of the Matsueda family." The woman in kimono replied.

"Let me think about it..."

Tokugawa Sakurako thought for a while before she remembered that there was indeed such a person. Then she laughed with a headache, "It looks like another poor relative. Let her wait outside. Those who know better can go by themselves..."

"Yes, ma'am."

The kimono lady turned around and walked out, came to Matsueda Shinsako and said to her: "Miss, your schedule is full today, and I may not be able to see you. Unless it is urgent, I don't recommend you to wait here."

"Wait a little longer, I do have something urgent to do." "Okay."

The woman in kimono turned and left.

Masako Matsueda just stood in the corridor, waiting silently.

I stood and waited from a little after two o'clock to a little after five o'clock, watching the people coming in and out of the teahouse door without moving for three hours.

The weather was hot and humid, and the airtight kimono was already soaked with sweat.

My legs were numb and sore, I could barely stand, and the heat made my head feel a little dizzy.

What a shame!
The strong-willed mistress roared with anger in her heart.

After all, she was the head of the family. What sin had she committed to deserve such humiliation... Her face felt like it was on fire and she wanted to turn around and leave several times, but every time she was about to leave, the faces of her two daughters and Matsueda Kiyoaki would flash before her eyes, nailing her legs to the floor.

Although she refused to admit defeat, she understood better than anyone that this was the only way for her to demonstrate her value.

She just suffered from her personality.

I have never bowed my head in my life, and I have never asked anyone for help.

Even if she could get a large sum of money to alleviate her predicament by admitting her mistake to her father, she was unwilling to do it.

But at this moment, the responsibility of being a parent weighed on her shoulders, making her feel powerless, and her noble spine was finally about to bend.

The scorching light of midsummer gradually turned mild, and she was the only one left on the porch. When the treetops in the courtyard were shrouded in the sunset, the servant's voice was finally heard from the tea room.

"Is Matsueda Masako still here?"

"exist!"

Matsueda Masako's expression brightened.

The light in the tea room was dim. There was a small orange light on the tea table, illuminating the beautiful woman in a red kimono.

Tokugawa Sakurako observed Matsueda Shinsako for a while, and suddenly there was a hint of shock in her delicate eyes: "Eh? You, you are... Shinsako's cousin? Oh, they only said that it was the mistress of the Matsueda family who wanted to see her, but they didn't say it was you, my cousin. Why didn't you tell the servants? Come, come and sit down..."

The acting was so realistic that Matsueda Shinsako almost believed it.

She walked to the tea table, was silent for a moment, then slowly knelt down, bent over and knocked her forehead to the ground, performing a great salute.

"Masako has met the young lady."

"Hey, don't do that. You're making me so embarrassed." Tokugawa Sakurako reached out her hand to support him.

Matsue Masako straightened up and looked at the woman in front of her: "I came here this time because I have something to tell you, young lady."

"Hmm? Go ahead."

"Some things about the Tokugawa family's industry, Shinchosha."

"What happened to Xinchao?"

"Do you know the winner of this year's New Trend Award?"

"I think his name is something like Mishima."

"In the past few days, something like this happened..."

In the dim tea room at dusk, Matsueda Shinsako recounted the whole story at the fastest speed.

After listening to this, Tokugawa Sakurako fell into a state of thought.

For the wealthy Tokugawa family, the business of the small Shinchosha was not worth her personal attention, so she didn't take what her cousin said seriously.

The officials from the Ministry of Culture are really bold. We have to find an opportunity to teach them a lesson.

As for the Three Islands...

Forget it, I don’t care who he is.

"Okay, I understand." Tokugawa Sakurako smiled and said to her cousin, "I will find a chance to visit the Director-General of the Ministry of Culture."

"And one more thing……"

"what?"

"Mishima is a descendant of the Hitotsubashi family."

"That's it..."

This time, Tokugawa Sakurako had to help.

Although they are a branch of a branch family, they are all surnamed Tokugawa after all. If they watch someone die without helping, the news will inevitably discourage other members of the clan.

"Well, I'll do it as soon as possible." Tokugawa Sakurako made up her mind to go to the Cultural Affairs Bureau when she has time.

"It's quite urgent. He has made an appointment with the Ministry of Culture tomorrow..." Matsueda Shinsako considered her words in her mind and said slowly, "In fact, Miss doesn't need to put pressure on the Ministry of Culture directly. She just needs to tell them and ask Mishima to write a book with a positive ending and a healthy plot as required, and then they won't make things difficult for him in the future. In this way, success will depend on Mishima's ability, not on Miss's help..."

Tokugawa Sakurako's eyes lit up: "This is a good idea."

In this way, it would just be a matter of saying hello, and she wouldn't need to act like a villain and put pressure on the Ministry of Culture. Just let the little guy named Mishima fend for himself.

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