"Now that I think about it, Yukinoshita-san, do you know the aning of Laplace?"
Yukinoshita Yukino pondered over this question.
"Pierre-Simon Laplace, the French mathematician. His most famous hypothesis is Laplace's Demon."
"That is, an entity that knows the exact position and montum of every atom in the universe."
"It can calculate the entire process of the universe's developnt, knowing the past and the future."
Yukima Azuma snapped his fingers, the sound faint.
"That's right, that's the origin of the na of our company."
"We are the people under Laplace's Demon."
"Our job is very simple: to spy on the future for profit."
"Developing gas, setting up venture capital funds, all of it is just a process of accumulating power."
"What makes the most money in the world forever is monopoly."
"But interfering with an already existing piece of the pie to take it will co at too great a cost."
"So, we reach out to embrace the pie of the future. That's how Laplace's Demon operates."
Yukima Azuma spoke while walking toward the large glass window of the building.
As for Yukino, she could only look on in confusion at Yukima Azuma.
She was completely stunned by Yukima Azuma.
How confident is this person, really?
Does he intend to monopolize the industries of the future?
Based on what?
Unless he really is Laplace's Demon.
While Yukino was still skeptical, she saw Yukima Azuma lightly tap his finger on the window.
Following the direction of Yukima Azuma's finger, Yukino saw a Shinkansen train speeding by.
"Before the train appeared, what people wanted was a horse that could run faster."
"People like us, under Laplace's Demon, do just that."
"When everyone is fighting over a pigeon that flies incredibly fast."
"We throw a phone in front of them."
"Yukinoshita-san, do you understand now?"
At this mont, Yukinoshita Yukino completely understood.
She got it.
The person in front of her was a crazy rich person.
"President, if you have free ti, go to the psychiatric departnt and check your brain."
"Yukinoshita-san, you're really straightforward."
"Umu, that's just the way I am."
"It's fine, when you see a glimpse of the future, you'll know if I truly have a problem with my brain or not."
Yukima Azuma completely ignored Yukino's harsh words.
After all, what he valued was Yukino's work ability.
A little harsh language didn't matter.
Moreover, the harsh truth helped with action.
What mattered more was Yukinoshita Yukino's integrity.
Entrusting the company to Yukino, he didn't have to worry about being manipulated or betrayed.
Because Yukinoshita Yukino was so upright, she wouldn't do such things.
This sense of reassurance.
Yukima Azuma was willing to spend a large amount to purchase.
"Disperse, disperse, take a break. The recruitnt will be handled by Yukinoshita-san."
"President, I... I..."
"Yukinoshita-san, please keep your straightforwardness."
"Can you advance this month's salary to ?"
"You were just straightforward and scolded earlier?"
"You told to be straightforward!"
Yukinoshita Yukino slightly lowered her head.
She knew it was a bit strange to say that and then ask for an advance on her salary, but she honestly couldn't wait until the next payday.
While Yukino was bowing her head, about to say sothing more, like offering to cut her salary or write an IOU...
Ding dong.
The phone suddenly rang.
Yukino reflexively took out her phone to check.
It was a transfer of one million yen into her bank account.
She imdiately looked up in surprise and gazed at Yukima Azuma.
Seeing Yukino looking at him, Yukima Azuma waved the phone in his hand.
"Anyway, I hope you'll help out in the future~"
Yukinoshita Yukino stared at the young man in front of her.
"Umu, I hope you'll help out, President."
...
After leaving the office building, the two went in separate directions.
Yukino first went to the convenience store near her rented apartnt.
As usual, she reached for the discounted section, where the bento was half-price.
But then she thought, she didn't need to live miserably like before.
Standing there for a mont, she turned to one side and chose a sushi bento that looked very fancy.
After paying,
Yukino realized that the bento she could barely afford yesterday was actually not that expensive at all.
She took the bento back to her rental apartnt.
After quickly eating the entire bento,
Yukinoshita Yukino felt sothing strange.
Everything that had happened today felt like a dream.
She had accidentally gotten a job, accidentally received a large salary, and accidentally t a guy like him.
Looking at the empty bento box, Yukino felt a strange urge to cry.
The phone rang.
It was a ssage reminding her of the rent paynt from her landlord.
Yesterday, Yukino might have felt anxious reading this ssage.
But now, she calmly replied, informing the landlord that she wouldn't renew the lease and would move out before the contract ended.
...
On the other side,
When Yukima Azuma returned ho, he stretched his back.
Everything had been handed over.
The Laplace company branch was complete.
And it was nad "Laplace Electronics Technology Co., Ltd."
The programming work for White Album could be directly handed over to the company for processing later.
After all, the programming workload for this type of ga is no small feat. If Yukima Azuma were to do it himself, it would definitely take a long ti.
Isn't the point of hiring programrs to use them?
As for the other plans...
Until the funds from the headquarters are recovered, there's nothing much that can be done for now.
The shogi tournant had long since co to its conclusion.
Even if Yukima Azuma were to skip all the remaining matches now, his number of wins would still secure him the championship.
It could be said that after going through such busy days, Yukima Azuma finally had so ti to relax.
He could finally rest easy, lying on the sofa while petting the cat.
He hugged Shiratamaru.
Yukima Azuma took a deep sniff of the cat.
But as he was halfway through the sniff,
"Ahem! Wait, there's sothing else today!"
Yukima Azuma suddenly rembered that soone had called him this morning.
It seed that Kirisu Mafuyu was coming to visit his house after school today!
Realizing this, Yukima Azuma imdiately snapped out of his "high cat" state.
In any case, first he had to clean up the pair of stockings that his senpai had thrown around yesterday.
Yukima Azuma quickly ran downstairs to pick up one of them.
Then he continued searching around the living room.
Finally, he found the other one under the sofa.
Yesterday, the two of them had essentially rekindled their old relationship. Though they hadn't officially confird getting back together, they still had a good ti.
The truth proved,
She was indeed worthy of being Kasumigaoka-senpai.
Even using only her legs, she still had countless tricks.
Last night, Yukima Azuma nearly experienced a new form of worship. (TL: noob, I've been awakened for a long ti.)
Kuhum, now is not the ti to talk about that.
Yukima Azuma hurriedly ran to the bathroom to wash the black sh stockings.
Then he hung them upstairs, in Kasumigaoka Utaha's room.
Oh, right, Yukima Azuma now had the key to Kasumigaoka's room.
She had given him the spare key.
Shiratamaru watched its owner rush around, tilting its head in surprise.
Weren't the two masters marking their territory yesterday?
Why was he now taking the traces away to hide them?
How strange.
Never mind, as a cat (King), why bother thinking so much?
Not understanding, Shiratamaru ran to its room and brought out its empty rice bowl.
It dropped the bowl on the hallway floor, making a loud noise. (lol)
...
After school.
Following the address,
Kirisu Mafuyu arrived at the apartnt.
Looking at the spacious two-story independent apartnt in front of her,
Kirisu Mafuyu fell into deep thought.
Truly, as expected of soone who often engages in lively discussions about the country's economic situation in the teacher's office.
His living situation was better than hers, a teacher.
Yukima Azuma rang the doorbell.
Kirisu Mafuyu adjusted her collar slightly before entering.
The door in the hallway quickly opened.
"Kirisu-sensei, please co in."
Yukima Azuma smiled as he spoke.
Kirisu Mafuyu's gaze landed on the bandage on Yukima Azuma's forehead.
"How did the check-up go?"
She still wanted to scold him.
In the surveillance video, Yukima Azuma had single-handedly restrained the criminal.
But what if his backpack hadn't contained a cara, but a knife instead?
This troubleso student!
"It's just a scratch, Kirisu-sensei, don't worry," Yukima Azuma reassured her as he let her into the apartnt.
It seed that he had seen through her thoughts.
He explained casually, as if by chance:
"Actually, it wasn't that dangerous. The guy was obviously not trying to commit a serious cri."
"Using such disgusting tactics only proves that he's afraid of the situation being blown out of proportion, afraid of really ending up in jail."
Kirisu Mafuyu turned and shot a glance at Yukima Azuma.
This guy, his explanation made it sound so reasonable.
She didn't believe it.
In that brief mont, Yukima Azuma couldn't have thought that much.
Even if the other person had been a violent criminal, Yukima Azuma would have still rushed in.
With just a glance, Yukima Azuma imdiately stopped speaking, smiling as he offered a pair of new slippers.
They were light blue and slightly translucent.
"Actually, I only need disposable slippers."
Kirisu Mafuyu noticed the disposable slippers in the bottom drawer of the shoe cabinet.
"As a problem student like , Kirisu-sensei probably won't just visit my house once."
"Besides, the disposable slippers are too thin, you won't be comfortable walking on the floor."
Yukima Azuma said as he opened the packaging of the slippers.
"So you do know you're a problem student."
Kirisu Mafuyu sighed and finally took the slippers.
The two of them walked to the living room and sat across from each other at the dining table.
As Kirisu Mafuyu walked down the hallway, she glanced around.
Everything was neatly arranged.
It seed that this problem student wasn't too mischievous at ho.
The kitchen showed signs of being used, with a full set of cooking tools.
It was clear that he regularly cooked for himself, and there was a sense of everyday life.
There was even a self-made coffee machine!
"Kirisu-sensei, would you like sothing to drink? Tea? Soft drinks? Coffee?" Yukima Azuma asked.
"Just regular tea is fine."
Kirisu Mafuyu didn't want to trouble Yukima Azuma.
"Then just tea. I have a type imported from China. You should try it, Kirisu-sensei."
"By the way, both you and I love tea, right? You must drink it often in the office as well, don't you?"
Yukima Azuma said as he went to get the teapot.
Kirisu Mafuyu didn't know how to stop him.
This guy, after she dragged him to the office by the ear, still had the presence of mind to observe what she was drinking!
Soon, Yukima Azuma placed a fragrant cup of tea in front of Kirisu Mafuyu.
Kirisu Mafuyu picked up the cup and took a sip.
She felt that not drinking it would be unfair to the effort he'd put in.
However, as soon as the tea hit her mouth,
Kirisu Mafuyu imdiately noticed a stark difference compared to the tea she usually drank.
Not only was the quality of the tea leaves on a completely different level,
But the way it was brewed also seed to be on a different tier altogether.
She truly was a tea lover.
But as she drank such fine tea, Kirisu Mafuyu felt sowhat embarrassed, unsure if she should continue scolding Yukima Azuma.
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