The strongest high school student in Japan

Asana couldn't remember how many calls she had received recently. She only remembered that the mother and daughter had quarreled so many times that she didn't want to answer the phone recently.

But today the situation is very different. Asana is even looking forward to this call.

Yes, her plan has also begun.

"Mother..." She answered the phone.

"Asana, it's already come to this, you should stop being so willful, right?" The mother's words were filled with anger and impatience. "Do you really want to embarrass me and your father?"

"I never meant to embarrass you..." Asana replied, "I just hope you can listen to my advice, at least just on this one matter."

"How ridiculous! How can parents listen to their daughter in such matters?" Mrs. Izumo frowned. "Come back quickly! Your father is very angry now. Don't make him upset anymore. Do you really want him to become a laughing stock?"

"What's wrong with father?" Chao Nai suddenly became a little worried.

"It's your uncles and aunts." Mrs. Izumo replied in a cold and disdainful tone, "They were originally dissatisfied with your father inheriting the family business. Now that they have such an opportunity, of course they will do everything they can to ridicule you. If you were not there, you would not be able to imagine how they acted at that time! I can't stand it, let alone your father."

"Father...Father..." After hearing the news and thinking about what he had done now, Asana suddenly felt a little distressed.

She knew that her father had a bad relationship with her brothers and sisters, and they had always quarreled. Now that something like this had happened, it was only natural for them to take the opportunity to ridicule her.

What's even more outrageous is that now I am actually trying to find his greatest weakness... As a daughter, I am completely unqualified.

"Asana, you have caused so much trouble to everyone because of your willfulness, and your father has to suffer humiliation at his age. Do you feel at ease?"

Mrs. Izumo didn't know what Asana was thinking right now, but she could certainly sense her daughter's guilt, so she continued, "Come back now, we can forgive you and pretend nothing happened."

"If I come back, will you postpone your plans?" Asana asked back.

"Of course not. This is already decided. If we change our minds, how embarrassing it will be for your father and I?" Mrs. Izumo asked back, and then changed the subject, "However, your uncle said that since you are in such a bad mood now, you should go home and rest your body first. We can postpone the date of the meeting and talk about it later."

So, there is no sympathy at all, and they just let me rest for a few more days...

Such "favor" is truly touching.

"I...I really need to rest for a while. I've been feeling so uncomfortable lately that I can't even sleep well."

Asana's tone had become weak.

It wasn't that she was afraid or at a loss for words, but that she knew that this kind of argument was no longer effective or even meaningful.

She felt like she had become a phonograph, repeating things that had been said countless times.

But she also knew that even if she said it a thousand times, that cold and reserved heart would never change because of her arguments.

"So... stop being so stubborn and making things difficult for everyone, Asana. Actually, things are not that bad." Mrs. Izumo slowed down her tone. "We all watched Xiao Kui grow up. He is definitely a gentle person. You must be a little uncomfortable now, but if you spend more time with him in the future, you will definitely change your mind. In the final analysis, this is just a matter of adaptation."

"Let me think about it for a few more days, Mom." After a moment of silence, Asana finally answered. "I'm in such a bad mood right now..."

In fact, there is no need to think about it anymore.

Her mother didn't give her any leeway until the end, so she made up her mind.

Because I have made up my mind, I have to appear hesitant. Only in this way will my mother not doubt me.

"Okay, I'll give you two more days." Seeing that her daughter seemed to have backed off, Mrs. Izumo finally relaxed. "I'll come pick you up in two days. Don't cause any more trouble for your parents."

In her opinion, her daughter, who has always been well-behaved and docile, will accept the reality as long as she figures it out. After all, she has been silently obeying her arrangements all along, and this occasional resistance will eventually disappear.

"When we go back, can you let me be alone? I don't want to see anyone making sarcastic remarks to me." Asana suddenly asked.

Are you finally starting to give in?

Mrs. Izumo was surprised and delighted.

"Okay, you don't have to see those damn relatives, that's all." She agreed without hesitation.

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Two days later, Asana finally returned home with her mother who had come to pick her up, returning to the spacious and luxurious mansion in the suburbs.

She was born and raised here, and she knew the layout of every room here by heart, but strangely, it seemed so unfamiliar to her now.

When she returned home, Izumo Yosuke gave his daughter a hug.

"Thank you for your hard work, daughter."

Apart from that, he didn't say anything, nor did he make any criticism or accusations. Perhaps he still felt a lot of guilt towards his daughter.

The housekeeper and servants also knew that the eldest lady was in a very bad mood recently, so no one dared to disturb her.

After returning home, she felt as if she was treated as the most distinguished guest, enjoying the most respectful service and being met with silence by everyone.

Normally, she would feel very uncomfortable, but now she thinks it is good.

Yes, it is more convenient...

Without talking to anyone, after dinner, Asana returned to her bedroom.

This bedroom was decorated in pink tones, and the walls were covered with paintings and calligraphy works that she had scribbled as a child. Asana lay down directly on the soft and wide bed.

An irresistible drowsiness came over her, and she almost wanted to fall asleep. She hadn't slept for a while, so she was very sleepy.

But she suppressed her tiredness because she had to do important things, the most important things next.

On the first night back home, she began to act as she planned.

Because she knew that time was running out and she couldn't afford any delay.

It has to be fast, fast!

There was another reason - deep down, she was also afraid that the guilt and remorse would overwhelm her and make her unable to move, so she would rather act immediately and not give herself the opportunity to hesitate.

In the early hours of the morning, her bedroom door opened gently, and then Chao Nai walked out of the door quietly.

She looked at the corridor. There was no one there and everything was so quiet.

No one would have thought that the young lady would do such a terrible thing. She looked at the bag she was carrying and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Then she took careful steps, stepped on the soft carpet, walked to the stairs step by step, and then came to the second floor.

The stairs were made of marble, and Asana had foreseen this, so she wore soft velvet slippers that made no sound at all.

She walked to the front of her father's study.

She carefully turned the doorknob, opened the door, and walked into the study that Jun Mogami had visited before.

There are many of Izumo Yosuke's collections here, but Asana didn't even take a look at them.

She walked directly to a screen and gently pushed it open.

Behind the screen was a small bookshelf with many hardcover books on it. Chao Nai pushed it to the side at any time, and the bookshelf with wheels underneath slowly slid open, revealing a cipher disk with several circles of numbers.

She reached out to the combination dial and turned the circles to the numbers she had memorized in her mind.

Soon, the combination lock was opened, and then a fingerprint lock appeared.

Asana placed her finger on the fingerprint lock and opened the door.

There is a small room of about four or five tatami mats inside, and this is the collection room in the mansion.

A place truly used to house Izumo Yangyou's treasures.

Izumo Yosuke's greatest hobby in his life is collecting, and he very much hopes that his only daughter can inherit his career, so he has always brought Asana in and taught her carefully.

Because of this, all these precautions are useless to her as the heiress of the Izumo family.

How could he have imagined that his only daughter would do such a thing?

After entering the collection room, Asana followed the location in her memory and walked to a large bookshelf with many drawers. Then she slowly exerted force and pulled out a drawer.

A picture frame was lying in the drawer. Under the dim light, the oil painting in the frame began to appear in her sight little by little.

Starting from the red clothes at the bottom to the human face at the end, this strange impressionist painting was finally placed in front of her.

Yes, she found her target.

But she was not excited or happy at all.

The ghost on the kimono in the painting seemed to be staring at her, asking, "Why are you here? What are you doing?"

Asana was stunned.

Oh my God, what am I doing now!

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Stealing things from one's own home, and they are treasures that both parents cherish very much.

Is this something a daughter should do? Isn't this a sin?

She covered her face, and inadvertently some stars seemed to slip out from between her fingers.

Yes, this was a sin, and Asana knew it clearly.

I... am an unfilial daughter.

But what can we do? Is there any other way to go?

She sobbed silently, then pushed the guilt and pain aside and started again.

She carefully removed the canvas from its frame and rolled it around a cylindrical paper tube.

How to transfer precious oil paintings is a problem for many people, but it is not a problem at all for her.

In order to prevent the painting from wrinkling, she rolled the painted side of the canvas to the outside and made it as loose as possible. Then she put the rolled-up painting into the bag she brought with her.

Who could have imagined that such an inconspicuous bag could contain tens of millions of dollars?

She took a deep breath, then walked out of the collection room and closed the door again.

Then she walked out of the room.

The corridor on the second floor was still as quiet as before. Asana, whose mood had calmed down, walked down the stairs with a handbag on her back, expressionless.

She didn't go back to her bedroom because there was no need to.

She walked directly to the door and touched the door handle.

"Miss...?" At this moment, she heard a greeting from behind.

Asana's blood seemed to freeze instantly.

She slowly turned her head and found the old butler looking at her in surprise.

"Are you...are you going to run away from home?" the housekeeper asked.

“Running away from home…?” Chaona was a little surprised.

But she soon realized it.

That's right, he didn't know what was in his bag! He was just startled by himself going downstairs.

He would definitely think that I was preparing to run away from home with my things.

"Yes, I...I don't want to stay here anymore." She nodded.

"Please don't do this... Miss!" The housekeeper was a little anxious, "Is there anything that can't be said in a nice way? Why do you have to do this?"

"Mom won't give me a chance to explain myself..." Asana smiled bitterly, "She won't change her mind about what she has already decided based on my opinion."

"Even if this is the case, they all love you. Please...please try again..." The housekeeper sighed, "I have served your family for three generations and have always worked diligently. Please, for my sake, be patient...be patient..."

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The butler spoke sincerely, but Asana shuddered as if an electric current had passed through her.

"Patience... Patience... Why do you only think of asking me to be patient?!" At this moment, she was completely selfless and shouted back, "I've endured enough! Enough!!!"

As she replied, she opened the door to the living room.

"Miss!" The housekeeper was anxious and rushed over. "Hurry up and help!"

Asana made up his mind and pushed the old man away.

"I'm sorry..." Then she turned and ran.

"Someone come quickly!" The old man who had been pushed to the ground shouted loudly, and there was a commotion in the house immediately.

But Chaona couldn't care less. She took a deep breath, then ran wildly on the lawn outside the door and rushed towards the gate.

"Asana!" A familiar voice sounded from behind, "What are you doing!"

While running, Asana looked back and found her mother standing on the balcony looking at her.

She was wearing pajamas, probably because she had just been awakened.

At this moment, she was looking at herself.