Don't you like maids?
"Asahi-sama came just in time, please try on the clothes I prepared."
Half an hour later, it was Asahi who came to Kashiwazaki's house and was dragged by Stella to try on clothes for the first time.
For example, whether the size and model size match.
"Very fast?"
"Of course, the banquet location is near the port area, and there is still one hour before it starts, please hurry."
Stella said with an even expression.
Asahi was just about to change, but saw Sena coming down from the second floor in a white dress.
"Sena will go too?"
Sena said carefully: "No?"
"Ah no, I just remember you said you were bored and didn't want to go."
"It's still a bit interesting. Some friends haven't seen each other for a long time, maybe we can meet up this time."
Sena rambled on about why.
Whether it's true or not, Asahi has no intention of discussing it further.
Going to the locker room with Stella, Asahi couldn't help frowning when he saw her take out a set of clothes. This is too much, there are at least ten sets.
As Stella chose the first western-style black outfit, Asahi raised his eyebrows: "This is a suit?"
"Wrong, this is the deacon's uniform."
Stella corrected.
Asahi looked at her carefully: "You mean you don't want me to wear this uniform to the party?"
Take a good look at the clothes in Stella's hand, the details are indeed different from the suit.
"Of course not, I just wanted to see you wear it."
There was a smile in Stella's eyes: "It's handmade, I sewed it myself."
In terms of handwork, this quality is too good.
"Please try it soon."
Regarding Stella's request, Asahi didn't really care, and dressed in front of him: "Is there still enough time?"
"Don't worry, it's only a 20 minute drive to get there from here."
Just now she had told him to hurry up, but now changed her words.
Oh, woman ☕.
Asahi quickly changed into the deacon's uniform, clearly Stella didn't measure up to his figure. Forget it, don't go into detail about this.
"Oh, it looks so good to wear, it feels like a real deacon.
Asahi changed from a noble young master to a deacon, Stella couldn't help but admire.
"Thank you for your gentle mind."
Next, Asahi tries on many dresses at Stella's strong shop, and finally chooses a pink suit with a slightly boyish air.
Perhaps in the eyes of others, this word has a derogatory meaning, but if it were applied to Asahi, it would only make him feel like a true aristocrat in the Middle Ages.
Sure enough, there is a certain truth to the adage that men rely on clothes. Previously, he had quite attracted people's attention, but after changing clothes, his temperament became even more distinct.
"Why do you suddenly think I am wearing a deacon uniform?"
Seeing Stella standing in front of him and tying his tie, Asahi lifted his chin slightly and asked.
Unexpectedly, Stella asked back: "Don't Asahi dislike maids?"
There were only two of them in the locker room, so she no longer maintained her respectful attitude, saying that the respect was only because she wanted to do it herself. Kashiwazaki Tenma was often left speechless by what he said, after all, and he didn't look like the head of the family at all.
"Maid.... It's a bit hard to say that I like it.".
"I am also the same, a deacon is also a girl's dream." Stella said.
"Oh, I see. This statement is indeed very convincing." Asahi agrees.
"Then now that the preparations are complete, let's set off."
Satisfied with the noble son she created, Stella took two steps back and smiled slightly at Asahi who was half a head taller than her.
After the two left the dressing room, father and daughter Kashiwazaki had been waiting in the living room for a long time.
When Sena saw Asahi, her eyes lit up, and she bent down to look up and down: "Asahi, you have a great temper."
"Tenma-san, can we go?"
Touching Sena's eccentric blonde hair, Asahi moved his eyes and asked.
"Cough Cough, all right, let's go."
Today's Tenma didn't wear home clothes as usual, but casual clothes that could be considered comfortable and casual. With his handsome appearance in his thirties, he might be able to seduce lonely wives and young ladies.
This time, it was Stella who arrived at the garage ahead of schedule, driving a long car all black, with gold trim on the front that looked like flying fish, the car body was shiny, and there was no dirty place to be found.
They got in the car, a very spacious extended car, equipped with a sofa, fridge, game console and some snacks. Those snacks should be prepared for Sena.
Watching Sena open the bag of beans, peel off the shells like a small animal and chew carefully, Asahi didn't bother her, and instead asked Tenma who was resting with his eyes closed.
"Tenma-san, how is the situation of this banquet?"
"This banquet was initiated by the Shinomiya family."
Tenma opened his eyes: "You should know the importance of making friends with capitalists and politicians in a relationship."
Asahi probably understood what his nature was, everyone gathered to make acquaintances, extend contacts and so on. Since he and Sena could be brought along, it would also mean letting the younger generations of each family come out to meet.
The Shinomiya family, one of the four major conglomerates, with total assets of 200 trillion yen, a consortium with over a thousand subsidiaries in the fields of railways, banks and automobiles. But the Kashiwazaki family is not as good as the Shinomiya family. However, accepting the invitation, showed that it was not a relatively bad level.
According to Stella, the power of the Kashiwazaki family is hidden and dominated by her.
Speaking of the Shinomiya family, maybe this time Asahi can see Kaguya Shinomiya, the Young Lady with high self-esteem.
In order to impress Asahi earlier, Tenma introduced several important people to him.
Apart from the Shinomiya family, there is also the Fujiwara family from a political family, and representative figures of the Sanzenin Foundation.
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