"You two really caused quite a commotion."
Mira Tsubakihara was visiting Morita Hospital for the first time.
She found the place rather strange.
It lacked the atmosphere of a hospital entirely.
After thinking about it, she realized it wasn't because there were no patients, but because the nurses didn't seem like nurses at all.
When she first arrived, she had witnessed them learning combat techniques from Rurikawa Tsubaki, leaving her completely stunned.
Mira Tsubakihara also had female subordinates, but she certainly wouldn't send nurses into battle.
Only someone as unconventional as Kazuma would think of training nurses for combat.
Yet surprisingly, these eccentric nurses were actually capable fighters.
After touring the underground training area, Mira returned to the renovated rooftop apartment to discuss business with Kazuma while the television reported on the terrorist attack that had shocked all of Japan.
"How else was I supposed to intimidate those capitalists?" Kazuma sneered before grinning. "Besides, Sister Mira, you're not far behind. The chaos you caused last night wasn't any smaller than mine."
"How can those situations be compared?"
Mira rolled her eyes charmingly.
"I was only dealing with the Yakuza. You wiped out a group of influential people with status and power. Still, you're right—the intimidation effect is much stronger this way."
"It was all Tsubaki's work. She's amazing, isn't she?"
Kazuma gave all the credit to his little maid.
Rurikawa Tsubaki, who simultaneously carried the titles of terrorist, fallen young lady, and maid, was quietly brewing coffee nearby.
Hearing that, she simply smiled.
None of the ferocity she displayed on the battlefield could be seen.
She calmly dropped several sugar cubes into the coffee and placed it before her master and Mira.
"Miss Mira, please enjoy."
She remained respectful toward her senior.
"Just call me Sister Mira like Kazuma does."
Mira Tsubakihara loved being called "Sister."
Taking a sip, she smiled.
"Thank you. It's delicious. With skills like these, you could open your own café. What a capable and considerate maid. Kazuma, I'm tempted to steal her away."
"Isn't there another one?"
Kazuma gestured toward Yumenoki Seika.
"I wouldn't mind if you trained Seika to become a maid."
I'm going to be an idol, not a maid!
"I already know about Seika's situation," Mira said. "Although I don't have much experience with the entertainment industry, reversing public opinion is simple enough. As for becoming an idol... I may as well buy her agency."
Her declaration perfectly reflected the confidence of a wealthy woman.
Whether she knew how to train idols or not didn't matter.
Money solved everything.
Besides, Seika was one of Kazuma's people.
"Sister Mira, thank you!"
Yumenoki Seika quickly bowed, her cheeks flushed with excitement.
Her dream was finally within reach.
Although she didn't know Mira Tsubakihara's true identity, if she was capable of helping her, then she must be someone extraordinary, just like Kazuma.
After witnessing Kazuma's influence and power, the idol trusted anyone he introduced.
"For the time being, you'll stay with Mira," Kazuma said. "If you run into any problems, go to her."
His words immediately cooled some of her excitement.
Yumenoki Seika looked conflicted.
"I have to leave? Then... I won't be able to see you anymore?"
Although she wanted to become an idol, the thought of not seeing him left her feeling strangely uncomfortable.
The pink-haired girl hesitated before asking.
"Oh?"
Kazuma winked mischievously.
"Seika, are you reluctant to part with me? Do you want to stay by my side that badly? Then say it. Say you want to be with me. Say you don't want to leave me~"
Faced with his teasing words, Yumenoki Seika immediately looked away in embarrassment.
Biting her lip, her cheeks reddened.
"I was given to you as a gift, so... that's the only reason!"
Tsk.
Kazuma clicked his tongue. "So disobedient. But wanting to follow me is obviously impossible. After all, I'm still a young high school student, Sister Seika. You're too old to come to class with me."
I'm still very young too, you know!!!
Yumenoki Seika felt the same urge to tear her hair out as Miss Honami Aihara, but hearing him call her "sister" lessened the resentment in her heart. Instead, it gave her a peculiar sense of satisfaction.
"Kazuma, you've never called me that," said Mira Tsubakihara from the side, propping her chin on her hands. She glanced at the shy Yumenoki Seika, then back at the youthfully posturing Kazuma, finding the scene quite amusing.
"Aunt Mira?"
"Kazuma!"
"Alright, alright. Sister Mira?"
Only then did Mira Tsubakihara nod in satisfaction. She leaned forward, wrapping her arms tightly around Kazuma's neck and pressing his head into her ample bosom. "So adorable, Kazuma. Come on, act cute for your sister."
"..."
Don't push your luck!
Finally breaking free from Mira Tsubakihara's opportunistic embrace, Kazuma savored the lingering softness and scent, shot a glare at Mrs. Mira, and turned back to Yumenoki Seika. "Seika, you can return to the hospital anytime. But if you're not at the hospital, stay with Mira. She can not only help you but also protect your safety."
"I understand..." Yumenoki Seika nodded earnestly. After she and Rurikawa Tsubaki left with frequent backward glances, only Kazuma and Mira Tsubakihara remained in the room. Mrs. Mira took a sip of coffee.
"That girl seems to be starting to have her eye on you," she said, leaning elegantly against the back of her chair. A curve graced her lovely red lips as her gentle, refined gaze settled on Kazuma. "Even though you just met, Kazuma, your charm is growing."
"It's not my charm, just her ambition," Kazuma replied, sipping his coffee and savoring Rurikawa's craftsmanship with a smile.
"I won't deny that's part of it..."
Dropping the topic, Kazuma brought up business, gesturing toward the television. "Mira, is this matter very troublesome?"
Mira Tsubakihara gave him an amused look. "Kazuma, you're becoming more reckless. Of course there's trouble, but how could I abandon something concerning you? Don't worry, it's just a minor hassle... Besides, with the Nogami family helping, I never imagined you'd have connections with their young lady."
"Plus Tosaka, Miyajima... and now many people wanting to curry favor with you," Mira Tsubakihara smiled. "Kazuma, you're really quite the hot commodity."
Unknowingly, he had already amassed so much influence, no longer the lone wolf he once was. Kazuma sighed with emotion.
Miss Mira drained her coffee cup. "Don't worry about outside matters. Leave them to me; it's my job anyway. Also, is this hospital already your property? But it's not operating normally. How will it be sustained?"
"Training those people, maintaining a hospital, including research progress—funds are essential," Mira Tsubakihara said, pulling a bank card from her pocket and placing it on the table, sliding it toward Kazuma. "There are one billion inside. Use this money for now."
Kazuma was dumbfounded.
Then he showed a troubled expression, rubbing his hands together. "Isn't this a bit inappropriate?"
"With our relationship, saying such things hurts me. Honestly, I'd love for you to make huge demands, wish you'd come asking for money every day," Mira Tsubakihara rested her cheek on one hand, propping her chin. "Who do you think I've been battling in the business world, building a conglomerate for, you silly Kazuma? Don't put the cart before the horse."
"You'll need more and more money in the future. Just take it and use it."
Faced with Mira's gentle yet resolute gaze, Kazuma had no choice but to accept the card. Mira Tsubakihara was soft on the outside but strong-willed inside. Once she set her mind to something, even he found it hard to resist. "Then I won't stand on ceremony."
Sigh. In the end, he was still living off a wealthy woman.
"Mira, there's a batch of weapons in the basement. You can take them back. Plus, all the assets of the Boeyman Family will go to you. Consider it my repayment," he said. Seeing Mira's clearly unhappy expression, he quickly added, "Not as payment, but as my heartfelt gesture. Is that okay?"
"That's more like it. I happen to lack firearms. Since it's Kazuma's heartfelt gesture, I won't stand on ceremony," Mira Tsubakihara smiled gracefully. As she nodded, she lifted her leg, her smooth, stocking-clad foot slowly making its way toward him.
"Although those weapons are excellent, if it were just a transaction, I'd rather not have them. Using that as Kazuma's repayment would be a terrible deal for me," Mira Tsubakihara licked her crimson lips, smiling meaningfully. "Kazuma, if you really want to repay me, you must use your body~"
"..."
Kazuma's face fell.
Mira Tsubakihara let out a crisp, tinkling laugh, then playfully batted her eyelashes at Kazuma. In that moment, she seemed not a mature, charming beauty nor a formidable business magnate, but just a cute, lively young girl.
That adorable, enticing little foot continued its upward journey.
"Hiss————"
Kazuma shivered.
"Kazuma, although I do all these things willingly, shouldn't you show some gratitude? Whether it's the money, the idol, or last night's events, none were easy. I've worked so hard... Kazuma, you must comfort me properly."
Mira Tsubakihara spoke with a hint of a coquettish tone, her eyes sparkling as she gazed ardently at Kazuma's face, as if wanting to devour him whole.
She wasn't wrong. Although they rarely met, Mira had done too much for him behind the scenes, helped him too much. Kazuma knew she had devoted herself entirely to him. Both emotionally and logically, he needed to repay her.
Thinking this, Kazuma met Mrs. Mira's gaze, his eyes flickering. Then he leaned back, adopting a pitiful pose. "Sister Mira, how do you want me to comfort you?"
Mira Tsubakihara's eyes widened excitedly. "Of course—repay me with your body."
"Wah, I understand," Kazuma pretended to be young and vulnerable, shrinking into his chair. He put a hand to his mouth, his gaze wandering, putting on an overwhelmed act. Unable to resist the foot teasing him, he allowed Mira to have her way, turning his head aside, his face flushed as he whispered.
"Sister Mira... be gentle..."
Gulp.
Mira Tsubakihara swallowed, then glared at Kazuma. Her stocking-clad foot pressed against the sensitive spot between his legs, rubbing the area with her soft foot as she said fiercely, "Kazuma, you've used this method to pick up girls quite a bit, haven't you? Such a fickle, promiscuous bad boy. Your sister must punish you severely!"
As she spoke, that small foot began to apply pressure against the bulge that was starting to appear on his pants. "Teaching a bad boy a lesson————"
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