Reborn in Tokyo: From Heiress to Global Tycoon

"I don't know what to do for now."

This answer clearly surprised Yoshiaki Tsutsumi.

He turned to look at Satsuki.

Satsuki's expression remained calm.

"Saionji does indeed have many friends in the United States, as well as a lot of assets and businesses."

"But the more things are like this, the less we can afford to turn against each other now."

She raised her hand and tucked a strand of hair that had fallen to the side of her face behind her ear.

"At least we need to figure out who the real people who want to kill me are."

"We can't treat the entire United States as an enemy just because a few people in America want me dead, can we?"

Yoshiaki Tsutsumi watched her take a few steps.

"I thought you would retaliate directly."

"I thought about it as soon as I woke up."

She even gave a slight laugh.

"Thinking about it is one thing, but we still need to find the right person first."

Yoshiaki Tsutsumi understood.

This little girl isn't unwilling to pursue the matter.

But it's not time for her to make a move yet.

After figuring this out, he slowly let out a breath.

"Alright."

"Since you know what you're doing, I'm not going to interfere."

He paused, then added:

"As long as everyone is alright."

Satsuki slowed her pace slightly.

They then continued on their way as if nothing had happened.

"Is Uncle Ti showing concern for me?"

Don't be so presumptuous.

Yoshiaki Tsutsumi didn't even look at her.

"Saionji has so many projects tied to Seibu now. If you really die, I'll have to talk to Shuichi all over again."

"oh--"

Satsuki deliberately dragged out her voice.

"So you were just worried about business."

"It's just business."

"I thought Uncle Ti was finally starting to like me."

"Can you shut up?"

Satsuki laughed.

This time, Yoshiaki Tsutsumi didn't push her again.

The two talked all the way, and before they knew it, they had walked to the other side of the exhibition hall.

The area that was originally lined with luxury cars was gradually left behind, and the types of cars appearing in front of us changed significantly.

Low-slung body.

Exaggerated air intake.

There are also red, yellow, and black paint surfaces that stand out particularly under the lights.

It was only then that Yoshiaki Tsutsumi realized that Satsuki had somehow led him to the area where sports cars were displayed.

He glanced at the cars in front of him, then turned to Satsuki.

"Are you really here to buy a sports car today?"

"Yes."

Satsuki had just been talking about America and the attack, but upon hearing this, her expression almost immediately relaxed.

"The cars at home are so boring."

"So I'm here to stock up on some goods."

Yoshiaki Tsutsumi doubted that he had misheard.

"Stocking up...?"

"uh-huh."

Satsuki answered as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

Just as Yoshiaki Tsutsumi was about to ask her how she planned to buy it, he heard footsteps behind him.

Ayako and Reiko finally caught up.

They had been staying at a slightly further away.

When Satsuki and Tsutsumi Yoshiaki were talking about June 27, they both tacitly avoided getting close to each other. Now that they saw the conversation had ended, they came over again.

Satsuki heard the voice and turned around.

"Oh, right."

She waved to the two of them.

Let me introduce you.

After Ayako and Reiko came to her side, Satsuki pointed at Reiko first.

"Reiko Isokawa."

Then it pointed to the other side.

"This is Ayako Yoshino."

"They are all my college classmates."

Both of them bowed to Yoshiaki Tsutsumi at the same time.

"President Tsutsumi, hello."

"Hello."

His voice was noticeably more polite than when he spoke to Satsuki.

Tsutsumi nodded to them, his attitude neither warm nor cold.

"Hello."

His gaze lingered on Reiko's face for a moment before turning to Ayako.

"The Isogawa family... and the Yoshino family."

Yoshiaki Tsutsumi looked at Satsuki again.

"They're all from your side."

"What do you mean by 'people from my side'?"

Satsuki was somewhat dissatisfied.

"They are my good friends."

As she said this, the smile on her face became even more pronounced.

"We've known each other for a long time."

Yoshiaki Tsutsumi gave a soft hum.

No wonder.

He didn't ask any further questions.

For people in their position, some relationships don't need much explanation.

Seiichiro Isokawa is now in Nagata-cho, and the Yoshino family has already seized significant power in the Mitsui Bank.

These two companies have really good investment acumen...

Satsuki had already started talking to Tsutsumi Yoshiaki about the car in front of them again.

Ayako and Reiko followed behind. At first, they could understand a few sentences, but later they realized that the two of them didn't leave any room for others to interrupt when they talked, so they gradually fell half a step behind.

Ayako secretly watched for a while.

Tsutsumi Yoshiaki, who was walking ahead, said something that made Satsuki laugh. She even raised her hand and gestured at him.

Not long after, Yoshiaki Tsutsumi's own lips twitched.

Ayako found it increasingly strange.

She moved a little closer to Reiko.

"Reiko."

"Um?"

Don't you think...?

Ayako kept her voice very low.

"Does President Tsutsumi treat us and Satsuki-san like completely different people?"

When Reiko heard this, she wasn't surprised at all.

"Otherwise what?"

She shrugged.

"What are our identities? And what is Satsuki-san's identity?"

"But……"

Ayako glanced ahead again.

"When Chairman Tsutsumi greeted us with 'Hello,' I didn't know whether I should continue speaking."

"Isn't that normal?"

Reiko spoke as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

"Just because the two of them can talk like that doesn't mean we can."

Ayako thought for a moment.

It seems there really isn't a problem.

Who is Yoshiaki Tsutsumi?

Let alone the two of them, even if their own father were to sit in front of him, he would never address him as "Uncle Tsutsumi" like Satsuki does, let alone dare to joke about him to his face.

"Well..."

Ayako watched the two people in front of her chatting more and more naturally.

"No wonder Satsuki-san said earlier that President Tsutsumi is very fun."

She couldn't help but laugh.

"That's certainly true for her."

Reiko remained silent and did not respond.

They all come from prestigious families, so they are certainly not outsiders who know nothing about the industry.

After standing in front of Yoshiaki Tsutsumi, the difference in their status was far more obvious than what I usually saw in newspapers and on television.

Their respective families are certainly not ordinary.

But that depends on who you're standing in front of.

Yoshiaki Tsutsumi's mere presence is enough to command the serious attention of the vast majority of Japanese business leaders and politicians.

His attitude towards the two men wasn't impolite, but it was clearly just an elder addressing two young men with some background.

But when it came to Satsuki, it was completely different.

The person who was difficult to talk to in front of them was, in Satsuki's words, just an acquaintance she could call "Uncle Tsutsumi" at will and tease to his face.

Ayako could also see this difference.

So when Satsuki and Tsutsumi Yoshiaki continued walking forward, she and Reiko naturally slowed down.

Some things you can't just listen to because you're close to someone.

In some situations, it's not always better to stand as close as possible.

This is something they've known since they were little.

Even after realizing this, I still have a somewhat inexplicable feeling in my heart.

Just then, Satsuki, who was in front of them, suddenly stopped.

"Ayako? Reiko?"

The two of them looked up at the same time.

Satsuki had already turned around and was looking at them with some curiosity.

"What are you two doing walking so far behind?"

She said it very naturally.

It was as if they had no idea why the two of them had deliberately fallen behind.

Kereko only needed to glance at her to know that Satsuki couldn't possibly be completely oblivious.

Given Satsuki's personality, she wouldn't miss a single seat at a formal banquet, so how could she not notice that two people were suddenly missing from her side?

Satsuki didn't say anything.

Just stand there and wait.

Even Yoshiaki Tsutsumi, who had already taken a few steps forward, stopped because she stopped.

"Come here quickly."

Satsuki waved to them.

Once the two approached, she naturally changed the subject.

"Look."

A whole row of sports cars was lined up along the exhibition hall.

The lights fell on the red, black, and yellow paint, extending all the way to the other end of the showroom.

Satsuki raised both hands, gesturing a large area.

Wow—so many sports cars!

Her eyes lit up noticeably.

"They're all so handsome!"

Ayako looked at her, and the slight unease she had felt earlier suddenly dissipated considerably.

Of course she knew what Satsuki's action just now meant.

There's no need to say anything like "you don't need to avoid each other," nor is there a need to deliberately explain what your relationship is.

Satsuki only stopped and waited for them for a few seconds.

From that moment on, they stood by Satsuki and Tsutsumi Yoshiaki's side once again.

Reiko had already walked up with a smile.

As she passed by Ayako, she turned her head slightly to the side and lowered her voice.

"but……"

Ayako looked at her.

Reiko's gaze fell on Satsuki, who was watching the sports cars with great interest, and a slight smile appeared on her lips.

"At least for us, Satsuki-san is the best friend."