A long week has passed, and Golden Week has finally begun.

At this time of year, Japanese tourists flock to Japan and abroad.

But my hardworking parents decided to open the store every day.

Thanks to this, the school I went to every day and the local gym were also closed, so I suddenly became a duck egg in the Nakdong River.

‘Is the appointment time with the president still far away?’

As usual, I woke up at 4 am, but since I didn’t have to pack a lunch, I had a lot of time left in the morning.

So I did a simple jogging in the morning for exercise, but I didn’t get any muscle strength to that extent.

Still, I still had some time left and read the comic book that was on the bookshelf, but it wasn’t fun because I already knew everything.

I guess I should go to Akihabara to buy a new comic book when I have time.

As I was staring blankly at the ceiling, my mother, who was about to go to the store, pushed her head into the room and asked.

“Yoosung-ah, you said you’re going to play with a friend today? What are you going to do for dinner?”

Hearing those words, I jumped up to my feet.

“If you think you’re going to eat outside, I’ll call you in advance.”

Then the mother nodded and pulled something out of her pants pocket.

“Come on! Pocket money! Use this to buy something delicious with your friends!”

With that said, my mother gave me a green bill.

aka Yukichi.

I took the ten-thousand-yen bill with a bewildered expression on my face.

“Can I suddenly give you this much?”

Then my mother patted me on the shoulder and said,

“My son, who is confined to every corner of the house every day and only works out, is playing with his friends after a long time, so I have to give him this amount. If it’s not enough, tell me. I’ll give you more.”

“No, that’s enough. Thank you.”

“Okay, then Mom will go down to the store with Dad, so come and have fun!”

After the mother said that, she smiled bravely and walked out the front door.

After coming out to see my mother off, I felt that the appointment time was running out, so I decided to wash up and prepare.

This is because we had decided to meet with the president in Asakusa by 12:00.

***

Asakusa is a town of temples and traditions in Taito-ku, Tokyo.

Every year on January 1st, many people come to Sensoji Temple to make a wish for the new year, so it is also famous as a tourist attraction.

In Setagaya, where I live, it takes about an hour by subway, so I left the house around 10:30.

Unlike Seoul’s subways, Tokyo’s subway lines are incredibly complex, and the longer the distance, the more difficult the transfer process.

However, how did I find my way and arrive in Asakusa, it was only 11:40 am.

When you come up from the subway platform, you will see wooden buildings built in the old fashioned way.

In the new year, it is overflowing with people, but now it is spring, so the number of people walking around doesn’t seem that many.

As we went in front of Sensoji Temple, the meeting place, we saw the huge red lantern of Kaminarimon, the symbol of Asakusa.

A familiar face appears in front of him.

“President!”

Unlike usual, where he always wore only black school uniforms, the president, who was standing in front of the door wearing a classy-looking white dress with a small handbag on his shoulder, looked back with his straight black hair, whether he heard my voice.

“Is it late!!”

“Yes?”

“Do you know what time it is?”

I heard the president’s call and hurriedly took out my cell phone and checked the time.

[11:50]

“Uh… I came 10 minutes earlier than my appointment time.”

“If you have an appointment with a lady like me, isn’t it common sense for a gentleman to come and wait 30 minutes before the appointed time?”

“That’s right?”

Although I stuttered on common sense I had never heard of in my life, I thought that it could be because the president is a young girl from a powerful family.

When did she, who lived while being supported by the people around her, have the experience of waiting for someone after coming to an appointment?

I acknowledged my lack of consideration and bowed my head to apologize to the president.

“I’m sorry I’m late. I’ll make sure there’s no such mistake next time.”

Then the president crossed his arms and said.

“Hehe, Kim Yoo-seong is my subordinate, so I’ll forgive you only this time. Instead!”

“instead?”

“You should buy me green tea ice cream at that Japanese confectionery shop!”

chuck!

As the president said so, I found a stall selling green ice cream, which he pointed to with a fan.

… If you can only soothe a tired makeup artist with that, it’s a business that remains.

I immediately ran to the stall, bought two 300 yen each of green tea ice cream and handed them one, and the president accepted the ice cream with his eyes shining.

“Um, this is delicious!”

I followed the president and took a bite of green tea ice cream, then tilted my head and asked.

“Chairman, surprisingly, the cut line is low for industrial products using green tea, right?”

Then the president answered with an ice cream in one hand.

“Drink green tea tastes better when it’s expensive, but usually these industrial products only have green tea flavor added? No matter how picky I am, I don’t demand great quality from these industrial products.”

“…you have grown up.”

“Ah! What! That warm gaze!”

“No, just half a year ago, I remember the president cutting steak in the student council room saying he didn’t want to eat common people’s food.”

“Yeah, that’s the story of when! Now I can eat the food of ordinary people too!”

The president was cheerful when he said that, but it wasn’t because he was really angry, it seemed like he was trying to hide something he was ashamed of.

Is it some kind of black history treatment?

“Anyway, now that we’ve bought ice cream, let’s decide where to start in earnest. Our purpose today was not to buy a present for a Russian international student who will come to Ichijo Academy as an exchange student after this Golden Week ends, right?”

“oh.”

The president suddenly covered his mouth with the palm of his hand.

When I looked at him with suspicion, the president immediately opened the fan and covered it with the usual young lady’s smile.

“Oh ho ho ho ho ho! I guess this Saionji Kumiko barely forgot that much!

It seemed like everyone was trying to cover up what I forgot, but I decided to move on without having to point it out.

“Then, can I ask you just a few questions?”

“Ask Anything!”

“What do exchange students say they like this time?”

Then the president answered without any hesitation.

“I asked on the phone the other day, and he said he didn’t mind anything related to traditional Japanese culture.”

“It’s a traditional culture.”

If so, there was a reason why the president had chosen Asakusa as the meeting place.

This is because it is hard to find a street in Tokyo that exudes a sense of Japaneseness as much as this one.

“What gender?”

“I’m a woman.”

“Then why don’t you just look around with paper umbrellas, Buddha statues, kimonos and yukatas?”

“Personally, I was thinking of things like Maneki Neko, Temari, and Ebisu-san, but that’s okay too!”

“Then let’s take a look around the Asakusa shopping street, focusing on the items that are out now.”

“Okay! I’ve been to Asakusa a lot, so today I’ll show you the way!”

As the president said that, he confidently raised his nose and started walking in the lead.

I followed the president’s small back and took a large bite of the ice cream that had begun to melt.

***

that time.

In a black limousine parked on the road around Asakusa, there were two people reminiscent of a spy war in a movie after laying out all kinds of communication equipment on the floor.

“Girl, there is a shop selling paper crafts two blocks away from the spot. Let’s naturally invite them to go there.”

“Girl, the point is to walk lightly with your back on your back. Men fall for a woman’s unexpected appearance. Yes? Isn’t this my taste? No. How do you see me?”

Shinjiro Akagi and Minami Akagi.

At school, he was the vice president and the student council accountant, but his true identity was a butler and a maid who had been with him since childhood to serve Kumiko Saionji, a direct lineage of the Saionji family.

Since the two had mastered all the techniques of the Kouga-ryu, a ninja under the Saionji clan, they were specialists specializing in all kinds of espionage warfare and protection of factors.

Those two are doing everything they can for the successful date of the dear lady!

“Girl, from there, all you have to do is gently brush your hair behind your ears to appeal.”

“Now that I’ve looked around for paper crafts, let’s move on to the next shop.”

But did they know?

If there are many sailors, the boat will go to the mountains!

The perfect dissonance created by Kumiko’s own will, Shinjiro’s personal taste, and Minami’s thorough personality!

Saionji Kumiko’s Asakusa date had only just begun!

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