Chapter 322
Dad’s Chance
Han Seo-Jin shut her mouth in surprise.
Regardless of her state, the Heroines continued the meeting with serious expressions.
“First, we should decide on the date course, right?”
The first to speak up was Olivia.
She expressed her thoughts with a serious look.
Since it was Christmas, choosing the date course had to be done carefully.
Everyone nodded at Olivia’s words.
“How about Shibuya for Christmas? If we’re talking about a Tokyo date, it has to be Shibuya, right?”
The next opinion came from Eri.
“Nishishishi. That’s a surprisingly good idea for Eri-ling, isn’t it? They even have special Christmas illuminations at Shibuya Park Street, so it’s perfect for a date. Nishishishi.”
At Eri’s words, Haru, who was resting her chin on her hand, sparkled her eyes and smiled.
Shibuya is a famous spot in Tokyo known as the street of youth.
Naturally, it’s well known as a dating spot too.
Especially, the illuminations at Yoyogi Park in Shibuya are one of the trademarks of Christmas.
Just as everyone was about to nod at Eri’s suggestion,
“Eri-chan, I think an amusement park date wouldn’t be bad either…”
Swish.
Makoto raised her hand and spoke.
“An amusement park date? Why do you think that, Makopi?”
Eri tilted her head at Makoto’s words.
Not just Eri, everyone’s attention turned to Makoto.
Feeling suddenly put on the spot, Makoto blushed.
She trembled her lips and said, “Th-that’s… during Christmas in Shibuya, there are way too many people, right? It would be too chaotic… so…”
Flustered, Makoto trailed off.
In response, Aris spoke calmly, “But the amusement park during Christmas will have plenty of people too.”
“The club president is right. Wherever you go on Christmas, it will be packed with people.”
Kasumi chimed in, supporting Aris’s statement.
In Japan, Christmas is an important holiday for couples and families.
Naturally, the bustling streets of Tokyo on Christmas night must be filled with couples.
“B-but… if there are too many people, then mi-mi-following… No, I mean, coordinating will be difficult…”
Makoto spoke in a small voice, feeling overwhelmed.
A silence fell over the meeting hall at her words.
“…Indeed, that is a valid concern.”
“There’s a problem.”
Olivia speaks in a low voice.
She had allowed the date, but she certainly didn’t plan on letting them have a private date.
Naturally, she had to keep watch—no, supervise—how well the date plan was executed.
However, if they chose a crowded place like Shibuya for their date, managing their Christmas date would be difficult.
This was a serious situation.
“At least an amusement park has restricted movement, so I don’t think such problems will arise… I think.”
Makoto stammers, lowering her head with a flushed face.
“Hmm, that’s true. Kamiya’s point has merit. Good observation, Kamiya.”
Kasumi nods in agreement.
“But what about the issue of people…?”
Just then, as Kasumi poses the question while adjusting her chin,
“I can solve that. President.”
Rin, who had been silent until now, steps forward.
“How will you solve it, Shinozaki?”
Aris’s gaze shifts to Rin at her words.
As the attention of the other heroines also focuses on Aris,
Rin looks at Han Seo-Jin with a serious expression and says,
“I definitely have a way to resolve it. But before I use that method, I think it’s best to ask the party involved, Ms. Han Seo-Jin, for her thoughts first.”
Everyone falls silent at Rin’s words.
Until now, there had been many discussions, but they had never actually asked for the opinion of the person involved.
“That is… I see.”
Aris nods her head.
“Certainly, the opinion of the person involved is important. Shinozaki, that was quite an impressive suggestion for you. This is Olivia Napoleon Bonaparte, and I’m specially praising you for this once as your exclusive maid! Be thankful. Do you understand?!”
Following that, Olivia crosses her arms and shouts while looking at Rin.
“What does Han Seo-Jin think? Where would you like to go for the date?”
Finally, Eri looks at Han Seo-Jin and asks.
As suddenly the question arrow is aimed at her, Han Seo-Jin flinches.
“That is…”
Han Seo-Jin trails off her words.
She knew well that choosing a date course was a significant matter.
After all, she had planned the date courses of other heroines before.
But now that she was in the position of the party involved, her mind was just a jumble.
Just going on a date with Kim Deok-Sung alone was already overwhelming for her.
Extreme scenarios like spending the whole day at home for a home date with him was something she’d gratefully accept.
But choosing a date location?
That felt like too much.
Thump, thump.
Han Seo-Jin’s heart raced wildly.
“I… I don’t mind any place.”
She barely manages to utter.
Seeing that, Rin’s face tightens slightly.
She sees a glimpse of her past self, when she had no confidence, reflecting in the suddenly unconfident Han Seo-Jin.
“That’s not an answer, Han Seo-Jin. Don’t be too modest; feel free to speak more honestly.”
At Rin’s words, Han Seo-Jin bites her lip.
It’s okay to speak honestly.
But could she really be so open?
“Is it okay to say this?”
Just then, Han Seo-Jin fell into silence.
“Don’t feel too pressured. Everyone here, including the lady, sincerely hopes for your successful date, Han Seo-Jin. Speaking frankly will help everyone,” said Bella, the expressionless brown bobbed beauty maid standing behind Olivia.
“Bella’s right. Han Seo-Jin, please be honest,” Olivia chimed in.
Thump, thump.
Han Seo-Jin’s heart raced even faster.
If it’s okay to speak frankly…
Then…
Han Seo-Jin lowered her head.
Her cheeks flared up, turning bright red.
Clutching her gray suit skirt with both hands, she answered in a trembling voice, “I… I… If I could be alone with Mr. Kim Deok-Sung… I wouldn’t mind where it is.”
“Alone, huh? Great. That’s settled then.”
Clap.
After hearing Han Seo-Jin’s answer, Rin applauded.
“What do you mean settled? Cow!” Rin’s words made Eri puff her cheeks and shoot her a glance.
Seeing that, Rin laughed.
“On Christmas Day, the only date course where Han Seo-Jin can be alone with Deok-Sung is the amusement park. Washboard!”
“Amusement park? Does this mean you really have a solution, cow?” Eri teased.
“Of course.”
With a confident look, Rin pulled out her phone and dialed.
Ring, ring, ring.
Just as the call connected, someone answered.
[Oh, Rin. My lovely daughter. Why did you call?]
The warm voice of Association President Ichiro came through the speakerphone.
A voice so affectionate it’s hard to imagine coming from the cold-eyed uncle known as the Association President.
Rin’s face turned slightly red.
[Is someone bullying you at school…?]
“N-no, that’s not it, Dad.”
Rin, with a flushed face, cut Ichiro off.
“I just wanted to ask for a favor.”
[What kind of favor? If it’s my daughter’s request, I can pull down the stars. Go ahead and tell me.]
Ichiro’s cheesy doting remark echoed through the conference room.
‘Eww… Ichiro-uncle is so weird… Haru, I feel sick…’
‘Cow… Using dad’s favors again…’
Seeing that, Haru pretended to feel nauseous, patting her chest while mouthing words, and Eri pouted her lips.
“I want to rent Tokyo Death Land entirely on Christmas Day.”
But when Rin’s following words were heard, everyone except Olivia could only gasp in horror.
Tokyo Death Land.
Despite the name, that theme park located in Chiba Prefecture was one of the most famous amusement parks in Japan.
Naturally, it was a top choice for Christmas date courses.
You’re saying you want to rent it out entirely on Christmas Day?
[Really? Hahaha! Of course I’ll grant my daughter’s wish. Alright, leave it to Dad to handle this, so my princess, don’t worry and just enjoy your school life. Got it?]
“Y-yes, understood.”
Thunk.
The phone line goes dead.
The meeting room falls into silence.
Makoto, watching the scene, speaks up with a slightly trembling voice.
“Renting out all of Tokyo Death Land with just one phone call…”
“Is it really true that she’s the Association President’s daughter? Cow. That’s the peak of power abuse.”
Eri mutters while glaring at Rin.
Seeing this, Rin smiles subtly.
It was a bit embarrassing, but she successfully achieved her goal.
“Alright, the date location is set. Now what’s left is…”
“Following, monitoring, or rather… planning the oversight!”
Olivia responds to Rin’s comment.
Naturally, they had no intention of sending only Han Seo-Jin and Kim Deok-Sung to Tokyo Death Land.
Only after wrapping up their excellent plan for following, or rather oversight, did that day’s meeting conclude.
The operation plan was all set.
Now what remained was the real-life date.
*
December 24th.
Christmas Eve.
As Christmas approached, carols filled the streets, and Christmas trees and decorations were put up.
On a snow-covered Christmas Eve in Tokyo, she stood there.
With ivory hair and striking golden eyes, a beautiful girl dressed in a gothic lolita dress.
The Undertaker, Wilhelmina Heisenberg.
‘Kim Deok-Sung…’
Snow gently piled on Wilhelmina’s shoulders as she stood alone in the bustling center of Tokyo.
From November until now.
Wilhelmina had planned an infiltration into Shuo Hero Academy to meet Kim Deok-Sung, but due to heightened security, she had been unable to meet him.
After the Sports Festival incident, the academy’s security level had risen to the topmost tier, making her desired quiet infiltration impossible.
It was possible to attack the academy like the Professor, with force and noise, but what she wanted was conversation, not violence.
So Wilhelmina had no choice but to wait.
Kim Deok-Sung.
Until he came out of the academy.
‘He said he was going out on Christmas…’
Wilhelmina’s mind recalled the intel reported by the low-ranking league members that Kim Deok-Sung was supposed to go out on Christmas.
If it was outside, she could have a conversation with him.
No, to be specific.
‘Raul…’
She could meet the Black Prince, Raul, who was secretly assisting Kim Deok-Sung.
She might reach the method Raul used to come back from death.
Coincidentally, the Messiah had also contacted Kim Deok-Sung with orders to capture him, allowing Wilhelmina to prepare to meet him without hesitation, hiding her true intentions.
To the Undertaker, who did not completely trust the Messiah, the Messiah’s orders were like being slapped in the face while yearning to cry.
‘Tomorrow is the decisive battle…’
Wilhelmina observed Japanese people carrying chickens and cakes.
December 25th.
Christmas was the day of her decisive battle.
The Undertaker thought so as she bit her lip.
Whoosh.
The cold December wind wrapped around the Undertaker’s small frame.
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