This meal also carried a hint of apology. Sanzenin Arashi had prepared it very meticulously. Dressed in a waiter's uniform, he stood in the hall staring at the door. He checked the time; it was already 5:30.

 Mrs. Nishikino called an hour and a half ago, and it's about time now.

 ……

 Shizuku Nishikino drove her sports car toward the greenbelt in Chiyoda Ward.

 'How could there possibly be a house here...' Mrs. Nishikino couldn't help but complain as she looked at the lush greenery around her.

 But the address clearly says this place. Now a road leads to the hill in the center of the green belt, surrounded by dense shrubs. This is a key national protected facility. How could they live in such a place?

 As they drove towards a bend, Shizuku Nishikino's view suddenly changed.

 It's as if... when you think you've reached the end of the road, a new path opens up before you.

 A villa appeared in front of us.

 Shizuku Nishikino clicked her tongue slightly; this villa gave her a very familiar feeling... Her expression quickly turned strange.

 This design... white marble and marble, and those patterns... it's clearly...

 Is this Buckingham Palace?

 Shizuku Nishikino gave a thumbs up to the elegant design and the fountain visible through the metal fence; the environment was absolutely wonderful. Then she opened her mouth again.

 In the courtyard of the villa, surprisingly...

 There was a helicopter parked there!

 'This is a bit too extravagant...' Shizuku Nishikino was surprised from beginning to end.

 She drove her Porsche to the villa entrance, and immediately a SP from the Sanzenin family came out to open the door. He was wearing a black suit that could barely contain his explosive muscles, and he was also wearing sunglasses, giving off a very reliable feeling.

 "This is troublesome." Shizuku Nishikino got out of the car and looked at the scenery in the yard up close, and couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

 This is truly an unexpected paradise.

 “Miss Nishikino.” Arashi Sanzenin’s voice rang out.

 Shizuku Nishikino turned around with a complicated expression, then walked over.

 Her appearance caught the eye of Sanzenin Arashi.

 A purple woolen top, but wearing... sweatpants!

 After thinking about it, Sanzenin Arashi understood why Nishikino Shizuku was dressed like that.

 He hurt himself.

 If you're injured there, you definitely shouldn't wear too many layers, otherwise you'll easily get sick...

 “I hope… Mr. Aoyama can tell the truth and tell me right here… what exactly happened last night.” Shizuku Nishikino sighed. “I won’t make a fuss, and besides… I don’t think I can outmaneuver you, Mr. Aoyama.”

 This villa alone is worth as much as their own hospital.

 Shizuku Nishikino felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

 ..

259. Happy Nishikino Maki

 Let's make things clear here?

 Can't even beat yourself?

 Sanzenin Arashi squinted his eyes, pondered for a moment, and then said concisely, "In conclusion, last night I did something that I feel sorry for Ms. Nishikino. I think we can go inside first, and I will explain the details."

 Upon hearing this, Shizuku Nishikino breathed a sigh of relief.

 Up to this point, the man in front of me has acted normally.

 It matches my impression very well.

 She's not the neurotic type of woman who would resort to crying, making a scene, or threatening suicide. Instead, she would calmly analyze the causes and consequences of a situation.

 This is considered an occupational hazard for doctors.

 Shizuku Nishikino followed Arashi Sanzenin into the villa, and the furnishings inside once again caught her eye. They were exquisite and elegant, yet understated and not extravagant.

 However, it gives people a sense of grandeur and magnificence.

 Shizuku Nishikino looked at the painting on the wall; it was a sunflower blooming in a vase.

 "I just grabbed this from my sister's house. Do you like it?" Sanzenin Arashi tried to lighten the mood. "You can use it to decorate your living room, or it would be nice to give it to Maki."

 "Who painted this?" Shizuku Nishikino asked absentmindedly, looking at the somewhat distorted oil painting. "Was it your sister?"

 At this moment, Sanzenin Arashi felt like he was watching an actor chatting with an actress before an AV shoot. He watched Nishikino Shizuku fiddling with her hair and thought that Maki's habit was indeed hereditary. He then replied softly, "It wasn't drawn by my younger sister; it's from her collection."

 Shizuku Nishikino was slightly surprised; she couldn't tell which famous artist had painted the picture.

 While hesitating about when to reveal his identity, he subtly shifted his attention and asked, "Which master is it?"

 “Van Gogh.” Sanzenin Arashi shrugged.

 boom!

 Arashi Sanzenin looked at Shizuku Nishikino with surprise in her eyes; Mrs. Nishikino lost her balance and fell to the ground.

 "Are you alright?" Sanzenin Arashi helped her up.

 Sitting at the dining table, Sanzenin Arashi vividly described the scene at that time.

 “Ms. Nishikino knows that I was drunk at the time, and... I didn’t actually mean to do that to you that night. I mistook you for Ms. Suzune, so... I actually got the wrong person. I was drunk and my mind wasn’t clear. The room wasn’t lit either. I was worried about being discovered.”

 Shizuku Nishikino's eyes held a complex expression.

 Drank too much?

 That's because I wanted to get you drunk, so you must have had too much to drink.

 So... you mean... you started this whole thing?

 Whether you feel better or not, why bother drinking any hangover cures...?

 Shizuku Nishikino's expression reminded Arashi Sanzenin of a phrase.

 —If you don't court death, you won't die; people die because of their own actions.

 “I know the whole story now, and I can’t blame Mr. Aoyama.” Shizuku Nishikino clenched her fist. “Because I took a hangover cure before drinking, and I originally intended to get Mr. Aoyama drunk.”

 'How was I supposed to know this would happen?' Shizuku Nishikino said helplessly.

 She had no appetite for the delicious food laid out on the table in front of her.

 ……

 Sanzenin Arashi gritted his teeth and said directly, "I will give Ms. Nishikino an explanation. This matter is not about right or wrong, but about my responsibility as a man."

 Upon hearing this, Shizuku Nishikino lowered her head, her expression complex.

 Seeing that Shizuku Nishikino remained silent, Arashi Sanzenin continued, "Regardless of what Miss Nishikino thinks, this may be wishful thinking on my part, but... I am not the kind of person who starts something and then abandons it. No, that word doesn't seem quite right. In short, Miss Nishikino can do whatever she wants."

 These direct and decisive words made Shizuku Nishikino feel a sense of comfort. She looked up and saw Arashi Sanzenin's burning gaze. She couldn't help but say, "I forgive you, Mr. Aoyama. Let's eat."

 She let the matter drop without any hesitation.

 It wouldn't be so simple for a young woman, but Shizuku Nishikino didn't seem to want to dwell on the matter too much.

 She picked up her glass and took a sip. The alcohol gave her a slight jolt, but at the same time, it jolted her awake.

 “Mr. Aoyama…you…” Recalling the look in his eyes just now, Shizuku Nishikino felt like she was sitting on pins and needles.

 That's clearly...

 That's the gaze a simple man gives when he looks at a woman.

 “That’s just how I am,” Sanzenin Arashi said calmly, resting his chin on his hand. “Once I’ve got something, I won’t let it go.”

 When Shizuku Nishikino thought of her husband who had already gone abroad, she couldn't help but feel a strange unease in her heart.

 "So no matter what Ms. Nishikino thinks, I will take action tonight."

 ……

 The phone rang, startling Nishikino Maki from her nap.

 She was just writing lyrics for a score. She had been racking her brains all day and felt exhausted, so she took a short nap on the table.

 I picked up my phone and looked at it. It displayed the word "Mom," and the time in the upper right corner was already 8:30.

 "Hello, mom?"

 Shizuku Nishikino's voice came from inside, "Maki, Mom won't be going back tonight. I forgot something at the hotel, and I'm driving back to get it now. I'll stay there tonight. Maki, please be careful while you're home alone."

 "Okay, Mom." Maki Nishikino hung up the phone and shook her head. She felt that her mother's voice was a little weak, as if she was worried about something, but she didn't think much of it and picked up her pen to continue writing lyrics.

 She held the pen to her head, and looking at the musical staff reminded her of the person who wrote it.

 Mr. Aoyama is such a nice person.

 She has a cheerful personality, a touch of mystery, and is very caring. She's just a little careless in some ways, but that's part of her charm.

 What makes it so endearing?

 Mom really gave us a great choice; now it seems this sheet music is the best result.

 Nishikino Maki pursed her lips and wrote a title on the sheet music.

 Long live loving you!

 'I'll find another opportunity to ask you for advice next time,' Nishikino Maki thought happily.

 ..

260. Satisfied

 When Maki Nishikino woke up the next morning, Arashi Sanzenin was seeing Shizuku Nishikino off to her car at the villa entrance.

 Mrs. Nishikino looked very beautiful.

 Thinking about what happened last night, she couldn't help but exhale and raise her eyebrows.

 Clearly, Mrs. Nishikino was very satisfied with the impression she had of Sanzenin Arashi.

 In fact, wives whose husbands don't pay attention to them are in great need of comfort from men. Sanzenin Arashi was very skilled at this, and with all her efforts last night, she finally got Mrs. Nishikino to nod in agreement.

 What happened next was very simple.

 Sanzenin Arashi gave Nishikino Shizuku the ultimate experience of being a woman.

 ……

 Standing in front of the car door, Sanzenin Arashi handed over the keys.

 This key is shaped like a digital watch, with a small probe on it.

 "What is this...?" Shizuku Nishikino looked at the thing, unable to make any connection to what it was for.

 “The key…the key to this villa.” As Sanzenin Arashi handed over the key, he also gave Mrs. Nishikino a wink.

 It was a very subtle look in his eyes.

 Mrs. Nishikino immediately understood, coughed, and accepted the gift with a slightly flushed face. She then called out the name of Sanzenin Arashi in a reproachful tone.

 Doesn't this mean "We can come again later"?

 As for why they came... everyone knows the answer.

 Seeing that Mrs. Nishikino did not seem to mind, Sanzenin Arashi nodded and saw her out.

 Sitting in the Sanzenin family's standard black extended Lincoln, Sanzenin Arashi arrived at the publishing house he had acquired the day before.

 This Jingmu Publishing House should probably change its name now.

 This newly established publishing house needed him to be on-site for a few days to set the pace of the entire project; this was his responsibility as the boss.

 Nishikawa had already selected seven or eight clerks from Shinazugawa to fill in the gaps, and even the computers used by the publishing house were temporarily assigned. When Sanzenin Arashi walked into the office, a group of people were having a meeting inside.

 Nishikawa stood on the platform and loudly announced, "Everyone, please take stock of the authors under Kyoki Publishing. The purpose of this gathering is to understand the background of these authors. Although Aoyama-sensei has no intention of driving them away, our publishing house is not one to fish for fish. The works of these authors should be canceled or pushed aside as appropriate. In addition, Sword Art Online and Bakemonogatari will be sold in Japan as our flagship works. Everyone should submit a work report by 6 PM tonight."

 Nishikawa is, after all, the future successor of Shinazugawa. He is very good at his job and speaks eloquently when giving instructions.

 Because of this remark, several editors immediately started whispering among themselves, which was a permitted discussion in the meeting.

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