Opening a café, Haruka Yuzan also had his own considerations.
The villa was located in an upscale and bustling district, surrounded mostly by high-end communities.
However, there were only two coffee shops, both situated about three to four kilometers away.
There was a consumer base, and the market was not saturated, which was indeed quite favorable; what remained was the most critical issue.
Capital.
The breeze outside the window, carrying a touch of coolness, awakened the young man's business dreams as the Chinese language teacher recited Tagore's romantic poetry in the classroom.
It was uncertain how many people could grasp that level of depth; perhaps, the girl in front could?
Compared to romance, Haruka Yuzan preferred something more realistic, like money.
He took out his phone and quietly checked the balance on his account,
867,832 yen.
It was a combination of Haruka's savings and the accumulated wishes of tenants over this period.