Reiryuu Academy Student Council

The sports festival ended and the board president and principal dropped off Tojo to the front of the gate.

"Dear Tojo, Thank you very much for coming today."

"No. This is a private visit, so don't worry about it."

Tojo lowered his head lightly and looked up at the school building.

"It's a really good school. Student council officers, in particular, had heard rumors, but each had their own personality. Looking forward to the future. It's the kind of person we really want."

When Tojo laughed lightly, the board presidents were also shining their eyes.

Tojo, who turned his back on the school, is opened to the driver and tries to get in the limo. But that body stopped for a moment.

When Tojo sighed, he rode straight into the car.

"I'm sorry, Kiyozo-kun."

Tojo sat in his seat. No, that's what I said.

The driver's seat and the blocked spacious rear seat already had passengers besides Tojo.

"President. Did you have fun? The play party."

glanced and the man said.

His name is Sacred Night.

Lightly waxed, pitch-black hair and suits make him look like he's in his 20s or so, but his age is no different than that of a student in this school. I'm only 17.

"It's enough to throw my plans away, so I thought you meant..."

The eyes of the Holy Night glowed with girallies.

Holy Night is the son of one of the three largest stockholders in the world. As for the back of the Tojo Group, it is also the Qin Zao treasury that provides loans, etc. And he has already inherited some authority from the Qin Zao treasury.

In short, there are two people in this limo who know Japan.

Today, Tojo and Holy Night were scheduled to discuss the future group's contract.

The anger of the Holy Night would be better if the place I went until I quickly canceled such an important appointment was a sports festival at Lilong School.

"But the attitude of working on these events is important. It reflects what their future looks like. Today I came to see what a rumored elite at Lilong School looks like."

"Heh. Is that until you override your plans...?

I don't trust Tojo's excuses at all. Obviously the Holy Night showed that attitude.

"Well, that's fine. The meeting will be next week."

That's what I said on Holy Night, and I hit the seat.

Tojo, who had finally calmed down, was reflecting on what had happened today.

What did my dear child think when she saw herself for a long time? What thoughts made you greet me like that?

At that time, Tojo regretted going to school so much.

Too insensitive, he said.

Even when I fell injured, I was about to get up in surprise.

But when I saw her laughing with pleasure, my whole body lost its strength.

Because he laughed the same way as his late wife, the garment (Rui).

That was all Tojo was satisfied with. I might have made that kid feel bad. Irresponsible, but still seeing that face was worth too much for Tojo.

It's been a long time since I've seen her brave. It was good to see you, in an instant Tojo thought.

"Did you go to La Faust School?

Holy Night didn't answer right away because of the sudden shake. On Holy Night I cough up and just say yes.

"I guess you're at the top of the list at La Faust School, too?

"Of course it is. Well, as the president knows, money is everything in that school case. Up and down relationships are determined by the rich and the poor. I mean, it's natural flow that I reign at the top."

Put your cheeks on, Holy Night says so boring. I'm sure of the majesty I feel from him, but I don't feel the same hegemony as the students I was watching earlier. He's empty somewhere. Tojo thought he looked like himself.

There will be no further conversations between Tojo and Holy Night, and time will pass in silence.

After a few hours the car stopped.

It is reminiscent of a medieval European palace and is in front of La Faust School, which boasts vast grounds. It is wider than the Mammoth School, Lilong School, which is adjacent from the elementary to the higher part. It's a fence that surrounds the school, at least as far as I can see.

"School? Don't you have to drive me home?

"Because I'm keeping people waiting at school. Now if you'll excuse me."

Holy Night appropriately greeted him and left the limo. Doesn't make you feel any remnants.

Tojo, who dropped him off after Holy Night, signaled the driver, and the car that carried him alone left La Faust School behind.

Holy Night opens the door to the school. An entrance made of marble welcomed him in. It's seven o'clock at night, so few students either.

It's a school attended by a national finger warrant lady. Students are not the first to stay in school until late at night. If it were to stay, it would be about a strange kind of rich living in an abandoned family that is not restricted from returning to their homes, or a lone boy like Holy Night.

Walk up the stairs deliberately sounding the shoe noise, scratching the tidy hair and gleefully loosening the tie.

That's how Holy Night passed several lecture rooms and reached its usual place. Holy Night opens a big brown door without any hesitation.

"You were late, Holy Night"

Only certain humans are allowed in the Secret Service. The spacious rooms are furnished with sofas, round tables, bookshelves and other luxury furniture. I don't think that's one of the rooms at school.

The man who spoke on Holy Night was sitting in a chair watching a magazine, not doing anything in particular.

"Meeting prolonged?

"Don't dig back, Shin. I'll be damned. Uh, I'm really tired. You know, it's like I'm gonna get soaked up.

On Holy Night I sat on the couch with my throat. It's a completely different way of talking to Tojo than it was earlier. Seeing the grumpy Holy Night, a man named Makoto laughed Kerakera.

"That's not how I know. Drink."

Makoto threw a pet bottle with water over it on Holy Night.

"Anything interesting?

"Hey, you're here."

Makoto was laughing at Kerakera again about what was funny. On Holy Night I drank water saying, "Your laughter really hurts my eclampsia." Keane's chilling cold on her dry throat was pleasant.

"Well, what were you doing today?

When Makoto asked, Holy Night looked at Makoto resentfully. I just told you not to dig back.

"Tojo waited to watch Lilong's sports festival."

"Ever?"

"... SEYA"

Makoto laughed Kerakera again when Holy Night affirmed in a low voice. When the Holy Night rose from the couch, Makoto apologized without evil and laughed again.

"On Holy Night, that's about Tojo, isn't it? Not under heaven. If my father had taken it from the sky, it would have been more about the Holy Night."

Makoto's father is the Minister of Foreign Affairs. Quite close to heaven, but still not to the Qin Zao treasury or the Tojo group. Thinking about that, seeing Makoto nibbling, I was frightened to think that the Holy Night would be any more wussy.

"Heh. But, Mr. Tojo, what have you been up to?

"I'm saying something, but it's too lying to remember. I mean, what are you doing today? My phone's not answering at all."

"Don't ask such wild things."

Makoto shrugged his shoulders as the Holy Night frowned with caution as he nibbled.

"How do you do that? I don't want to be forced by a woman to say no. Oh, don't worry. There's plenty of kids waiting for Holy Night, huh? Even if you're a lady, you do what you do. That's really funny."

Makoto laughs. Sometimes on Holy Night, I don't think this guy wants to turn to his enemies.

"Oh, well, I'll get back to it... Was there a child named Tojo-san?

"What?"

The Holy Night looked at Makoto with surprise, but soon realized the intent of the question. Makoto wants to know if Tojo's children are going to Li Long. If that's the case, I'm a little convinced about today.

"Whoa. But he died ten years ago in a kidnapping."

On Holy Night I said potpourri with my elbows on my knees. Tojo has a daughter, and it's a pretty good position to know about her being kidnapped. Very few of them. I mean, it's natural that Makoto doesn't know, not because he's ignorant.

"Huh!? Seriously? Mr. Tojo, do you have such a past? Wow, the image changes so much"

Makoto started making a scene by himself, but Holy Night ignores it. I was thinking a little bit about the facts I said.

Tojo's daughter is dead. But not even a harp collector was called to his daughter's funeral. Maybe it was about keeping the press down, but there are plenty of other questions about his daughter's death.

"Well... it's none of my business"

Holy Night groaned to throw up and closed his eyes slowly as he did.