Since he had already fallen victim once before, Higashino Akira investigated the later stigmatized properties from multiple angles before buying them.
At the very least, there had been no repeat of a situation where simply having the property fall under his name resulted in him being chased by curses every single day.
And thanks to being generous enough when he consulted the professional earlier, sending over a full one million yen as a thank-you fee, that professional later organized and sent him a report on the distribution of high-risk locations around the Tokyo metropolitan area.
[Emperor: Higashino Akira] [Spirit: 9] [Physique: 6] [Fortune: Red (149.1k)] [Authorities: Aura Reading, Imperial Investiture] [Territory: 1,352 square meters] [Harem: 2] To be honest, this amount of land was not particularly large.
It was not even bigger than the mansions owned by many wealthy merchants, let alone those true elites with real power.
But it was already the largest asset Akira could pry open in one wave for now.
With his current territory size, the money he earned from territory alone came to 135,000 yen per day.
Add the daily 30,000 from appointing Kawasaki Saki and the daily 50,000 from the blue Hakimi whose true name remained unknown, and his single-day income had already reached 215,000 yen.
That was around 6.5 million yen per month.
It was nearly twice the annual gross income of an ordinary salaried worker who did not eat or drink at all.
Even if nearly half of it had to go toward repaying various mortgages and giving Kawasaki Saki spending money, he would still have around four million yen left.
With this much money, he naturally could not expect the system to keep forcibly sending him money through all kinds of channels and coincidences.
That would be far too suspicious.
So Akira simply took the initiative and bought a lottery betting shop.
Mainly, he bought its operating qualifications, then sent an Embroidered Uniform Guard who had already integrated locally and established a foothold to manage it.
After that, every day, he had other nearby Embroidered Uniform Guards who happened to pass by buy various types of lottery tickets.
Relying on the system reward’s guaranteed drop rate, he scattered the winning probability across them, had them collect the prize money, then gathered it back together.
Since the winnings were split up and each amount was small enough, he even saved on paying taxes to the Japanese government.
After this little combo, the lottery shop’s sales rose.
And because a fair number of people won prizes there every day, the shop even became a promised land in the eyes of lottery fans.
People came by daily to buy a few tickets and test their luck.
As a result, a shop that had originally only average revenue actually became lively.
Outside of the system rewards, it even provided Akira with an extra share of profit from normal business operations.
Akira did not withdraw that legitimate operating profit.
Instead, he left it for the Embroidered Uniform Guard in charge of management as salary.
Any extra was then handed over to the public funds to cover the overall operation and expansion needs of the Embroidered Uniform Guards.
The infiltration plan on the Embroidered Uniform Guards’ side also went very smoothly.
After all, there were only a hundred of them in total.
Compared to Japan’s population of over a hundred million, they did not count as anything at all.
With the professional abilities of elite Embroidered Uniform Guards, obtaining presentable identities here was far too easy.
They even split up and infiltrated different forces.
Some worked and operated like ordinary people.
Some became firefighters or studied to become police officers.
Some went to mix with the yakuza.
The farthest ones even ran off to Hokkaido to fish.
In the end, only a dozen or so remained truly detached from regular work, hidden and ready to receive orders at any time.
They were split between secretly protecting Akira and the important people related to him, and carrying out the investigation tasks he assigned.
It could be said that even if he stopped here and never worked hard again, as long as he did not think about top-tier luxuries or researching satellites and rockets, Akira had already achieved financial freedom.
Unfortunately, ever since learning that supernatural elements and extraordinary powers existed in this world, pure money could no longer provide much sense of security.
One day, as usual, Akira called Kawasaki Saki out.
The two spent a pleasurable evening together and ended up missing the last train home.
Kawasaki Saki, who had gradually gotten used to this situation, also planned to stay there for the night.
As long as she went home early the next morning, it would be fine.
In the early hours of the morning, Akira’s phone suddenly rang.
He fumbled around beside the bed for a while before finding it.
After glancing at the caller information, he answered.
“What is it?” “Your Majesty, several of Miss Kawasaki’s classmates are accompanying her younger brother and have come looking for her.
They have already arrived downstairs at the hotel.” Saki’s classmates?
And they came with her brother?
Akira frowned, then realized what was going on.
Don’t tell me the original Oregairu plot happened anyway.
Although he had given Saki enough money so she no longer needed to stay up late working part-time jobs, she had often missed the last train home because she came to accompany him every few days.
Because of that, her younger brother had still found the Service Club and asked Yukinoshita Yukino and the others to investigate Saki’s situation.
If this were discovered, it would not be a big deal for Akira.
At most, Shizu-chan would scold him.
But for Kawasaki Saki, who looked strong on the outside while actually being cold-faced, warm-hearted, soft inside, sensitive, and deeply concerned about her family, it would be different.
She would either have to admit she was his girlfriend, or be seen as selling herself.
No matter which one it was, her image as a good older sister within her family would collapse.
For her, that kind of situation should be difficult to accept.
It might even make her cut ties with him completely.
As a seasoned driver, Akira had only recently acquired this car, and he’d just finished breaking it in.
To lose his driving privileges now was something he simply could not accept.
More importantly, he had no habit of picking up someone else’s leftovers, nor did he like handing what was his over to others.
Thinking this, Akira instructed the guard to keep watching and report in time once they came upstairs, then hung up first.
He turned around and patted Kawasaki Saki on the shoulder, shaking her awake.
“Mmm…
I can’t do this anymore…
I have to catch the early train home tomorrow.
Can we just do it next time?” Kawasaki Saki was still half-asleep after being shaken awake.
Her little head rested against his chest as she muttered pleading words, clearly not wanting to deal with anything more at this hour.
The saying “only the man gets exhausted, never the woman” was a complete lie.
Doing that kind of thing tired the girl out too.
She was still at the fresh and tender age of youth, and before this, she had no experience in this area at all.
As a girl, her stamina was ordinary to begin with.
And when she ran into a man this energetic, the best she could usually manage was a draw.
She had never truly won.
“Stop sleeping.
Your little brother is here.
He’s downstairs right now.” Akira’s voice rang out, instantly jolting Kawasaki Saki awake from what little sleepiness she still had.
Seeing her suddenly freeze after hearing those words, looking completely at a loss, Akira helplessly pinched her to snap her back to herself.
Seeing that she was frozen in place, Akira gave her perky butt a helpless squeeze to bring her back to her senses.
“Get dressed.
I’ll take you somewhere else.” “Mm.” Kawasaki Saki answered softly, then began moving in silence.
By the time everything was packed up and she was fully dressed, the report from the Embroidered Uniform Guard lookout had also arrived.
Yukinoshita’s group had not directly obtained any information about Kawasaki Saki from the front desk.
However, after taking a roundabout approach, they booked a suite at the front desk and were now waiting quietly in the downstairs lobby.
Akira calmly led Kawasaki Saki, who had already lost her composure, out of the room.
He pressed the elevator button to go down, easily avoided running into Yukinoshita Yukino and the others, and left the hotel directly.
After all, as everyone knew, hotels did not have only one door.
Akira had no particular likes or dislikes toward Yukinoshita Yukino.
Before this, he had never once thought of actively getting in touch with her.
Unexpectedly, in the end, he had still ended up having a slight connection with her.
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