Fuka still maintained that gallant, bold smile, accompanied by a slight mocking tone, making it glaringly obvious that she was teasing the junior in front of her.
Her relationship with Ryunosuke, how should one put it?
(I am highly interested in him!)
This guy was truly very interesting. Whether as a friend, a playmate, or a partner, Fuka felt that as long as she was with him, her life would never feel boring.
Facing Fuka who was clinging close to him, although Ryunosuke appeared to reject her on the surface, he actually quite enjoyed it deep down in his heart.
After all, what man wouldn't want to take advantage of a beautiful girl? Unless you aren't a man at all!
Right at this moment, the door to the Principal's office opened. Actually, from the very moment they heard the commotion outside, they already knew that Ryunosuke and Fuka had arrived. However, the Prime Minister of Japan and Narumori found it strange, "Why haven't they come in yet?"
Ultimately, when the door was opened, they were instead treated to the sight of those two people locked in an intimate embrace.
In reality, it was Fuka who had forced her arm around Ryunosuke's shoulder, and because Ryunosuke did not resist, added to the fact that they were standing extremely close, it ultimately triggered a bit of a misunderstanding.
Narumori's spectacles instantly cracked. He felt as if a vast green pasture (being cheated on) had just spread right over his daughter's head.
Meanwhile, the Prime Minister of Japan, Kijima, stroked his chin and curled his lips into a faint smile, observing the scene with immense interest.
Fuka and Ryunosuke also felt embarrassed by being constantly stared at, so the two of them instantly took the opportunity to put some distance between each other.
Fuka even straightened the black skirt wrapping around her legs, then adopted the posture of an elegant lady from a distinguished family. She interlaced both hands in front of her body, then bowed deeply.
"Hello, Uncle!"
Kijima was Fuka's uncle, which meant he was the biological older brother of Fuka's father.
As the child of his eldest brother, whose position was respected just like a father, Kijima considered this niece of his to be exactly like his own daughter and doted on her very much.
Kijima merely nodded in satisfaction. "Fuka has turned out to grow up more and more beautiful. Do you have a boyfriend yet?"
Fuka rushed to wave her hand in denial. "Oh, Uncle! What kind of nonsense are you talking about? How could I possibly have a boyfriend?!"
"Uncle knows my nature perfectly well. What man could tolerate a tomboy like me, hm?" Fuka placed her hands on her hips proudly, as if it were something worthy of praise.
Kijima shook his head while letting out a chuckle, knowing the disposition of his niece full well. He then shifted his gaze toward Ryunosuke who stood to the side, then pointed his finger, intentionally pretending not to know him while asking:
"Then, who is this?"
Fuka once again wrapped her arm around Ryunosuke's shoulder with extreme familiarity without a shred of awkwardness, demonstrating that the relationship between the two of them was indeed very good, and this was exactly what Kijima wanted to see.
"This is my friend, Uncle. His name is Akasaka Ryunosuke. He is a very interesting person and the type of person who will never make us feel bored."
Seeing Narumori still standing beside them, Ryunosuke restrained himself a little. He broke away from Fuka's intimate physical contact, then stood a bit further away.
"Eh?" Fuka was momentarily dazed for half a second, but after looking toward Narumori who was right beside them, she instantly understood the situation at hand. She knew full well that the man was Ryunosuke's father-in-law, so she understood why Ryunosuke suddenly distanced himself from her.
Fuka curled her lips into a mischievous smile, then drew close again to repeat her previous trick, intentionally wanting to see this suffering expression of Ryunosuke's.
How could Ryunosuke possibly let her succeed? With one agile movement, he instantly dodged.
Fuka rushed to chase after him to catch him.
Ryunosuke also rushed to dodge again.
The two individuals absorbed themselves in chasing each other around happily.
Kijima crossed both hands behind his back, then put on a satisfied smile and said, "These two children truly look compatible like a match ordained by destiny, isn't that right, Narumori?"
Narumori, who was suddenly questioned, had the corner of his lips twitch violently instantly.
(Compatible my foot! That's my son-in-law!)
Even though he threw a tantrum inside his heart, Narumori still didn't dare to voice it and was forced to agree to it, solely because the opposing party was the Prime Minister of Japan... his direct superior.
Kijima intentionally let out a small cough, signaling for the two children to stop playing around because there was an important matter that needed to be discussed with them.
The two of them then instantly halted their banter and straight away stood up straight. No matter how much they joked, the person in front of them remained a Coordinating Minister as well as the Prime Minister of Japan.
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The two of them then stepped inside Narumori's office room.
Actually, there were no heavy matters discussed, rather it was just Kijima and Fuka as fellow family members chatting casually about family matters.
For instance, like how were her test scores? Was she already used to living at this school? And things of that nature...
In any case, these two individuals were uncle and niece.
After finishing his questions, Kijima intentionally shifted the conversation to another topic, such as: "Fuka, your age is no longer young, do you already have someone you like?"
Fuka, who originally stood straight with both hands behind her back, instantly lost her balance and almost fell flat onto the floor.
Ryunosuke also joined in shifting his gaze over, feeling rather curious.
Facing everyone's stares, Fuka denied it with a somewhat flustered manner. "Uncle, don't go interfering in other people's business. If I meet someone I like, I will definitely pursue him of my own free will."
Kijima didn't say anything further, and instead began to chat casually with Narumori.
Their conversation was mainly centered around the government side feeling highly satisfied with the top-tier talents produced by this school, particularly a talented student like Ryunosuke. Therefore, the government planned to grant a certain amount of financial aid for Advanced Nurturing High School.
Narumori accepted the offer gladly, what kind of free money could ever be rejected.
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While the two adults were fully engrossed in chatting, these two teenagers also began to chat restlessly.
Fuka nudged the arm of Ryunosuke who was beside her, then whispered in a very tiny voice, "Hey, seeing my uncle who is the Prime Minister of Japan, why aren't you surprised at all?"
Ryunosuke rolled his eyes lazily toward the ceiling. "I'm not an idiot. The two of you share the identical family name of Kiryuuin. Even if he isn't your father, the two of you must have a family relationship, right?"
Fuka pretended to be in deep thought. "What you say makes sense too."
"Oh right! After the business here is finished later, let's go out to eat. Your treat."
"Huh~ Why does it have to be my treat?" Ryunosuke put on a highly reluctant face, even though he himself had no intention of refusing it.
Fuka curled her lips into a mocking smile. Reflexively, she intended to lift Ryunosuke's chin to tease him, but after realizing that there were still outsiders here, she canceled her intention.
"I am the niece of the Prime Minister of Japan, after all. If you want me to protect you, shouldn't you give something in return?" She said in a half-joking tone.
Ryunosuke didn't refute it either, after all, it was just an ordinary food treat, so there was nothing that needed to be disputed.
The two of them threw sentence after sentence at each other... chatting in small whispers that could not be heard clearly by outsiders, because the volume of their voices was indeed very quiet.
However, in the eyes of outsiders, the interaction of these two individuals instead appeared excessively intimate.
Particularly for Narumori, whose facial expression had completely transformed. He even had a powerful urge to take off the trousers belt at his waist, then whip that man in front of him to death.