Wilson, a titan of the global financial world, with personal assets beyond imagination.

Even the Shinomiya family couldn't raise their heads before this financial giant, a man who by his own ability alone could challenge all of Wall Street.

There were many rumors about him, such as once selling weapons in Manhattan, being at odds with the U.S. government, and… being among the first group of people who founded IW.

He was also one of the few in the Senate still actively doing things.

Because Kaguya had attended many social banquets with Shinomiya Un'yo as a child, she naturally knew of such a big figure, although the man certainly wouldn't remember the little girl from back then.

She remembered clearly how her older brother sweated nervously on his forehead but still tried to calm himself enough to finish speaking when facing him.

At that time Wilson's gaze was indifferent, as if all the politicians and entrepreneurs of high rank at the banquet were nothing more than trash by the roadside to him. The aura of a superior could not be hidden no matter what.

As a child, Kaguya had inevitably felt nervous when she saw him, and that was when she learned what it meant that there was always someone higher.

Now, seeing Wilson again, Kaguya couldn't help but feel uneasy.

"Mr. Wilson?"

Wilson spoke in English, but fortunately both Kaguya and Hayasaka were good at foreign languages, so conversation wasn't a problem.

"Hm?"

At her words, Wilson frowned.

The frown instantly made Kaguya's heart leap into her throat.

'Did he find out…?'

"Has it really been that long?" Wilson's expression suddenly grew sad. "Back then you used to call me uncle so kindly, but now suddenly it's 'Mr. Wilson'."

…So I wasn't exposed.

"…Uncle?"

"Ah, young master, how have you been lately?" Wilson's face lit up with a smile.

"…Uh, pretty good."

For some reason, Kaguya felt the man in front of her was so different from her memory.

"That's good. By the way…" Wilson turned toward Hayasaka. "And this is…?"

"She is…"

"Hello, Mr. Wilson."

Hayasaka didn't know him at all, so she wasn't as nervous as Kaguya.

"My name is Hayasaka Ai. I'm Rinji's girlfriend."

"Girlfriend…"

Wilson froze, then muttered to himself.

"Why didn't Sousuke tell me the young master was already living with a girlfriend? Damn, I didn't even bring a gift. Shit, I'll have to talk with those old guys and whack that bastard."

Then, looking apologetic, he said to Hayasaka, "I'm really sorry. I came in such a hurry this time and didn't bring anything. I'll make it up to you next time."

"No need, you're Rinji's elder after all." Hayasaka smiled. "You must have a lot to talk to him about, I'll go make tea."

"No need to trouble yourself—"

Before Wilson could finish, Hayasaka had gone into the kitchen.

Now only he and Kaguya, in Rinji's body, were left in the living room.

"What a polite girl. Ahem, it's been a while, young master. Honestly, when I first heard you were coming to Japan to study, I didn't quite agree, but since it was your father's idea I couldn't object."

Wilson cleared his throat. He hadn't realized that Rinji had already been replaced.

"Actually when you were first sent to the war zone, us old guys were ready to kill Sousuke, but then your father notified us it was his decision. Honestly, just the Shinomiya family? A mere conglomerate dared to bully you? We were so furious we contacted the Operations Division right away to Drop another Little Boy in Japan…"

Kaguya: "…"

"But since you told us not to act, I canceled the plan. Otherwise that family wouldn't have gotten away with just some overseas losses."

Now Kaguya understood: the reason she was still alive was because Rinji had held back.

Wilson, unaware of the subtle expression on "Rinji's" face, glanced around the room.

"By the way, don't you think it's shabby to live in such a small place, young master?"

"Indeed." Kaguya blurted out.

Rinji's place was about 200 square meters, already outrageously expensive for Tokyo, especially in Minato Ward. Without an excellent job, it would be impossible to afford. But Kaguya's own mansion had a kitchen bigger than this entire apartment. She really did think it was shabby.

"I knew you'd think so."

Wilson clapped his hands.

"Give me a day, I'll arrange a bigger villa for you tomorrow."

"This…"

Kaguya realized she might have said something unnecessary.

"So how are you getting along with your friends these days?"

"Ah?"

Kaguya had no idea which of Rinji's friends Wilson was referring to.

"That boy named Shirogane Miyuki." Wilson smiled. "When he was president of Dai Nippon Bank you gave him my number, and he called me several times for financial advice. His English was a bit broken but he could use technical terms. A hardworking kid."

"Ah, the president."

At the mention of Shirogane, Kaguya perked up.

"He really does work hard, though sometimes he pushes himself too much…"

"Let him come train with me someday. What can he really learn at a Japanese bank?"

"Mm."

"Oh right, actually I came here this time because there's something I want to discuss with you." Wilson's eyes grew serious.

"What?"

Seeing his eyes, Kaguya tensed up again.

Wilson took a file and a pen from his briefcase and set them on the table.

"Sousuke is planning to retire, but right now the organization has no suitable successor. The Senate has unanimously agreed that you are the best candidate to inherit it."

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In the kitchen, Hayasaka suddenly noticed her phone vibrating. It was a text from Rinji sent from a new number.

[Ai, is there a Westerner at the house today?]

[Yes, a man named Wilson. Is he your relative?]

[He's an uncle of mine. He's already there?]

[Yes, he's chatting with Kaguya-sama now.]

[Please keep an eye on him.]

Rinji wrote:

[If he takes out a document for Shinomiya to sign, stop her immediately! That's the succession document for me to inherit the organization!]