"That's the gist of it. Just understand what I mean."
Seiji ended the call after saying this.
'Why did it seem like a marriage proposal over the phone!? '
Seiji retorted to himself after taking some time to calm down.
Even though he wanted to express that he wouldn't give up, Summer Night's question caused the meaning to change, and he got distracted for a moment, making it seem like a marriage proposal …
Even though they weren't even boyfriend and girlfriend yet, wasn't he skipping too many steps!?
Should he call Summer Night again and calmly explain things to her?
No … the more he explained, the messier it would get. She should be able to understand. That was what Seiji thought.
The Grand Mistress was currently intoxicated with happiness.
If it wasn't for the fact that there was someone else in front of her, she might have remained in this state for quite a while.
"Could I ask what Seiji said just now?" Chiaki spoke up after seeing that Seiji had calmed down.
"He said … something that made me really happy," Summer Night said in a soft voice with something flashing in her eyes.
Although it seemed like a marriage proposal earlier, she understood what Seiji truly wanted to express after calming down.
He wouldn't give up. He was willing to face pressure and resolve himself to maintain this feeling and continue developing a relationship with her … rather than saying that they were going to get married.
She was delighted to know that he was sincere.
That was why she was certain of her own feelings.
"Wakaba -san, I agree to what you wanted to say," Summer Night replied.
Chiaki widened her eyes in surprise.
"Really?" She didn't expect that he would agree so quickly!
"Really." Summer Night nodded slightly in confirmation and appeared quite calm.
Chiaki looked at this Grand Mistress and sensed her deep aura. Chiaki felt that the term "empress" was far too appropriate for her.
She was extraordinarily beautiful, had emotions and rationality, and had an extraordinary presence and aura …
'No, if I keep thinking about this, I'll really fall in love with her! '
The tomboy once again stopped herself from daydreaming.
"Thank you … I'll do what I should."
"I'm looking forward to your performance, Wakaba -san."
…
Later that afternoon.
Seiji then received a call from Aoran from Wanhua.
"When will you be free, Mr. Haruta?"
"I have it now."
"Then, can I make a trip to Wanhua's house?"
"Sure." Seiji agreed without hesitation.
Then, as he was about to leave, he informed Little Shi.
Shika Kagura silently watched him walk out of the house, his eyes flickering slightly.
Seiji took a taxi to Wanhua's house.
When they arrived at their destination, they saw a magnificent gate as expected.
After the door opened, Seiji walked in and saw a black luxury car parked nearby, specially waiting to pick him up.
Seiji got into the car. The car drove along the forest path and sent him to the luxurious and dignified Sakura Island mansion.
A maid wearing Sakura Island clothing was waiting for him and led him into the room.
Seiji was led to a spacious and brightly lit room. He could see a beautiful and elegant courtyard. The scenery was quite beautiful.
A young man wearing plain Sakura Island clothing was sitting in front of a table. He had short dark brown hair, a round face, a slightly chubby figure, and a handsome appearance. He resembled Summer Night somewhat.
Tea and many desserts were placed on the table in front of the man. Every dessert was exquisite. There were Sakura Island style desserts as well as Huaxia style desserts. The most obvious dessert was a plate of bunny-shaped dumplings.
"Nice to meet you. Good afternoon, Mr. Haruta." The man, Wanhua Aoran, smiled slightly as he looked at Seiji Mukai.
"Nice to meet you. Good afternoon, Mr. Wanhua," Seiji greeted.
"Welcome. Please have a seat and try these desserts," Aoran indicated as he poured some tea for Seiji. "I hope that it's to your liking."
Seiji sat down across from Aoran.
"I won't stand on ceremony then." Seiji picked up his chopsticks, picked up a translucent white dumpling, and placed it in his mouth.
As he bit down, he instantly felt the delicious taste of the dumpling spreading in his mouth. It had a soft texture, a rich meaty aroma, and a fresh and rich taste of shrimp.
"How is it?" Aoran smiled as he asked.
"It's delicious … the shrimp filling tastes delicious," Seiji replied.
"Try this as well. It's quite a good combination."
Thanks to Aoran's hospitality, Seiji tasted the desserts and drank some tea.
Aoran also picked up his chopsticks and began eating. Every time he ate a dessert, he would talk about how it tasted, how much he liked it, which restaurant had the best dessert he'd ever eaten at, and how it compared to other similar desserts … and so on.
'Seems like he's a glutton.' Seiji thought to himself.
He listened to Aoran's thoughts on food as he ate and drank.
Before he knew it, he finished all the desserts on the table.
Most of them were eaten by Aoran. Even though he was talking as he ate, he ate even faster than Seiji.
"Give me some more."
"No need. Thank you for your hospitality."
"No need. You really don't want any more? "
"There's really no need."
"Alright, then I'll have to enjoy it myself." Aoran took out his cell phone and sent a message.
He still wanted more! Seiji finally understood why Aoran's face and figure were in such a state.
Soon, a maid came in with a large tray filled with different types of desserts. Another maid also brought in a new pot of tea.
Aoran put down the tray and left the room after the maids left. Aoran continued eating as he spoke about his thoughts on food.
Seiji was rendered speechless.
He didn't mind listening to Aoran's thoughts on food, but … did this guy have to talk to his heart's content before getting down to business?
"Wanhua -san, although it's quite fun listening to you talk about food, you probably don't have much free time, do you?" Seiji reminded him in a roundabout way.
"Don't mind me. I don't have anything to do this afternoon." Aoran smiled.
Seiji was rendered speechless.
'Is this some sort of test?
Fine, I'm not in a hurry anyway. Let's see how long you can talk for. '
Seiji adjusted his mental state and maintained his calm. He watched Aoran eat, listened to Aoran's thoughts, and occasionally responded.
Time passed just like that.
Aoran finished his second round of desserts, then his third, and then his fourth. Only then did he finally stop and reveal a satisfied expression.
"Enjoying delicious food and sharing our joy is truly a blissful thing, don't you think?"
"… Indeed." However, as the one accompanying him, it wasn't as blissful. Seiji retorted in his mind.
Something flashed in Aoran's eyes as he smiled and looked at Seiji.
"Let's get down to business … Haruta -san, what do you have in mind?"
The moment he said this, the atmosphere changed. The talkative glutton instantly transformed into the second young master of the Wanhua Family.
Seiji's gaze sharpened as he sensed Aoran's imposing aura.
"I won't leave Summer Night," he stated directly.
Several seconds of silence followed.
"That's it?"
"That's it."
"I'd like to hear your specific thoughts."
"I don't have anything specific to say. I won't leave her. That's all I have in mind. "
There was no need to say anything else. This was enough. That was what Seiji believed.
A sharp glint flashed in Aoran's eyes.
"Right now, if you don't leave Summer Night, you'll be an eyesore to the Wanhua Family."
"I understand."
"It's because you're still a member of the Haruta Family that we can't forcefully exclude you."
"I understand."
"You've displayed talent, and there's hope for you to return to the family. You have extraordinary potential, but potential is only potential, not actual power."
"I know this very well."
"As long as you're willing to leave Summer Night, even if it's only temporarily, the Wanhua Family will be more than happy to give you some benefits."
"I don't need it."
Seiji responded with a resolute gaze and tone.
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