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"This isn't the worst of it. How about we do it again?" Zhuge Cong said.
"Please put my chips away, I'm leaving," Zhuge Cong said to the waiter beside him.
[Hachiman Hikigaya and his bodyguards followed Zhuge Cong, after which Hachiman Hikigaya gave Zhuge Cong some instructions.]
"Don't be late tomorrow, I'm serious, don't torture me."
"No problem, don't worry."
3: Zhuge Cong: I prefer you to call me Xianbei (仙贝).
Zhuge Cong left the casino surrounded by bodyguards. His personal bodyguard, Lion King Si, opened the car door for him, and just as he was about to get into his luxury car, a sweet female voice called out to him.
[“Mr. Zhuge Cong, wait, Mr. Zhuge Cong.”]
[Zhuge Cong turned around and, after recognizing the person, said with slight surprise.]
"Hey, I thought it was someone else. Long time no see, Iroha."
"It's been a long time! We just saw each other a few weeks ago."
"So, is there something you need from me?" Zhuge Cong leaned back in the car, took off his sunglasses, and looked at Isshiki Iroha.
"Well, I recently got a job as an editor at a magazine, so I came here specifically to see you, senior colleague."
"Senior shouldn't mind helping me with this, right?" After saying this, Isshiki Iroha blinked her big eyes at Zhuge Cong, while subtly moving closer to him.
"Of course, ask away. What's our relationship like? Of course, I still prefer you to call me 'senior' rather than 'Mr. Zhuge Cong' or 'Cong'," Zhuge Cong said, walking up to Isshiki Yu.
"Ahem, yes, senior. I've heard you're known as the modern-day Leonardo da Vinci?"
"Hmm...that's an interesting question. I can't draw."
"So, senior, what do you think of your other nicknames, like the 'Merchant of Death'?"
"It's not that bad. Is this what your editor-in-chief was thinking?"
"Yes, more or less."
"Okay, add this sentence in too, and add what I say next as well."
③ Yi Erba Ⅰ ④ Yi San Jiu
"This world is imperfect, but we only have this one world. I can assure you, if this world becomes peaceful, without criminals, and without the need for weapons, I will begin manufacturing materials for the infant hospital."
"Senior, did you specifically practice this? It sounds so vague."
"A general statement is fine; I say it to myself in the mirror every night."
"It's something a senior would do."
"Alright, senpai, I need a serious answer," Iroha Isshiki said, her cheeks slightly puffed out.
"Okay, okay, my dad has a theory that 'peace is about having a bigger stick than the other side.'"
"You need to understand that if you're going to report on things that have saved tens of millions of people from disease and hunger by advancing medical technology and improving agricultural techniques..."
"All of these breakthroughs require money, and the research and development of my Zhuge Group also relies on funding from the military industry, darling."
"So, would you like to come to my house for a bit?" Zhuge Cong hinted at Isshiki Yuuki. After all, it was already this late, and inviting Isshiki Yuuki to his house made his intentions obvious.
"Okay." Iroha Isshiki didn't hesitate and got into Zhuge Cong's luxury car.
At the Zhuge family home, Zhuge Cong's father, watching Zhuge Cong's words on the light screen, was surprised. Had their Zhuge family expanded into the military industry? But why had he died so young?
The.
It seems I should retire early and enjoy my old age. Moreover, judging from Zhuge Cong's appearance, the Zhuge Group seems to be developing quite well under his leadership.
Inside Soubu High School, Iroha Isshiki watched the video on the light screen.
"My senior calls me 'baby,' does that mean I'll really become his girlfriend in the future? But it feels more like a lover than a girlfriend."
The video that followed made Iroha Iroha blush instantly.
Seeing Isshiki Iroha get into Zhuge Cong's luxury car was an unintentional blow to the hearts of many single men, after all, Isshiki Iroha is the kind of beauty who has both good looks and a great figure.
[The scene shifts, and now only Iroha Isshiki is lying on the large bed, her clothes disheveled.]
"Good morning, it's 7:20 AM, the temperature is 22 degrees Celsius, and it's cloudy."
Iroha Isshiki was also awakened by this deep voice. At the same time, the surrounding lights turned on, and the floor-to-ceiling window next to her changed from its usual dark, night-covered mode to a transparent, daytime mode, allowing a clear view of the sea outside.
"Surfing conditions are good; the waves are waist-high and shoulder-high, and high tide is at 10:52 AM."
"Alright, alright, Jarvis, stop talking." Iroha Isshiki waved her hand and said, then slowly got up, picked up a yukata, and began to put it on. Her clothes were gone; Zhuge Cong had probably taken them to wash.
Jarvis, a high-tech artificial intelligence developed by Zhuge Cong, can freely invade Earth's networks and is also the housekeeper of this house.
The other people's light screens also gained a holy light because of Iroha's change of clothes.
But what's even more surprising is the technology behind this artificial intelligence, which appears to be quite mature.
Ryunosuke Akasaka looked at the artificial intelligence on the light screen and estimated that it was much more powerful than the little butler he had developed.
He had originally been invited by Zhuge Cong, but he had declined. However, it now seemed that he could accept Zhuge Cong's invitation.
"This is truly exciting! I never imagined that even artificial intelligence had been developed. It seems that accepting your invitation was absolutely the right decision."
Ishigami Senku said that he was also one of the people invited by Zhuge Cong, and his not refusing was an acceptance of Zhuge Cong's invitation.
"Artificial intelligence? That's amazing."
L ate a chocolate cake and looked at the artificial intelligence on the screen, saying...
After getting dressed, Iroha strolled around the mansion at will, even expertly taking a carton of milk from the refrigerator.
"Miss Isshiki Iroha, your clothes have been dry-cleaned and ironed. I've also arranged a car for you outside; it will take you wherever you want to go."
[Shiho Miyano, dressed in a smart suit, appeared behind Iroha Isshiki, carrying a bag. Her silent words startled Iroha.]
"Oh, you must be the famous Ai Haibara! It's been a long time. This is the first time I've seen you in person. I've only heard about you from your seniors before." Iroha Isshiki immediately recognized the newcomer upon seeing her.
【"Yes."】
"I heard you've been working with your senior for a long time, and he's been having you do this all along?"
"It doesn't matter. I'll do anything for Mr. Zhuge Cong, including taking out the trash occasionally."
The tension between the two was palpable from the very first word they spoke.
4: Kazuma Sato: Damn it, this is worse than being killed.
"Jealousy and jealousy, huh?"
Kazuma Sato felt as if he were being executed by looking at this light screen.
Ai Haibara, watching the video on the screen in the lab, cursed the scumbag in her heart. It was one thing for him to sleep with other women outside, but he even brought them home and made her get his clothes.
Ai Haibara's older sister, Akemi Miyano, looked at the light screen, then at Ai Haibara, sighed, and shook her head.
Shiho Miyano was rescued by Zhuge Cong's men, and then she found Ai Haibara while lying in wait. Naturally, she recruited the two of them, mainly Ai Haibara.
[At this moment, Zhuge Cong was completely unaware of what was happening outside. He was still in his underground workshop, playing music and inspecting his beloved car.]
"Expanded view." With a single sentence from Zhuge Cong, Jarvis displayed a detailed overall image of the area under repair on the nearby screen.
"The air pressure in cylinder number three is too low," Jarvis analyzed.
"Okay, write it down."
[At this moment, Ai Haibara, having just seen her guest off, came downstairs while still on the phone, and then turned the music down to almost nothing.]
"Okay, I'll inform him right away. You shouldn't be here with your car now; you should be on your way to Zone Z."
"Why are you in such a hurry to get rid of me? Did I make you angry again?" Zhuge Cong fiddled with a part.
"No, it's just that your flight should have departed an hour and a half ago."
"No, no, I was just thinking that it's my plane, shouldn't it travel with me? It can fly whenever I arrive."
"Alright, I have a few things to discuss with you, and then you have to go."
After Ai Haibara finished speaking, Zhuge Cong stopped what he was doing, but still complained.
"If you take off before you even arrive on the plane, then what's the point of me buying my own plane?"
Ai Haibara ignored Zhuge Cong's words and instead explained what they wanted to discuss.
"The seller of that rare, discontinued figure you had your eye on is selling it, but the price is a bit high." Ai Haibara wasn't referring to the price itself, but rather the relative cost. After all, Zhuge Cong wasn't short of money, but Ai Haibara didn't want to see him get ripped off.
"Oh, really? But that's a limited edition, I want to buy it." Ai Haibara didn't argue; after all, the seller was the one in charge.
"Okay, next, your alma mater wants you to give a speech at the graduation ceremony."
"Honey, that was in June, it's still early, next one."
"Really? But I've already agreed on your behalf, because you haven't been replying and they've been nagging me about it."
"Sign here before you board the plane," Ai Haibara said, handing the document to Zhuge Cong.
"Why are you in such a hurry to get rid of me? Do you have some plans?" Zhuge Cong still took the pen that Ai Haibara handed him and signed it.
"In fact, it does exist."