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Luo Ya is like that; no matter what she wears, she possesses an extremely special charm.
Roya smiled at Tanjiro Kamado and said, "Tanjiro, go home. There will be no more demons now. Live a good life. If you encounter any difficulties, well, you can come here to find me. If I'm not here, you can just find this servant next to me. Although he may not be of much use."
The servant standing beside him gave a slightly embarrassed smile.
Tanjiro Kamado quickly said to Roya, "Brother Roya has always helped us. How could we dare to trouble him any further now?"
Luo Ya laughed and said, "Let's talk about the future later. Well, you can all go home now. I hope your lives will be better."
After saying that, Roya waved to Tanjiro Kamado.
So, the remaining issue is property.
Let's see what the situation is like over there before making a final decision.
After exchanging a few words with the servant, who had taken a few steps ahead to take Roya home, Roya forcibly pulled Kanroji Mitsuri over and said to her, "From now on, you'll be with me, and you don't need to run around anymore."
The scenery on the mountain was beautiful, and after all the discussions were finished, the early morning sun shone down from the horizon.
The warmth kept rising; summer temperatures are already high, and even the early morning couldn't dispel the slightly scorching heat.
Interactions were inevitable along the way. Under the resentful gaze of the servants, Roya chatted with Kanroji Mitsuri about things that happened in their spare time, occasionally telling a few jokes they had heard, which made the journey less awkward.
By the time Roya arrived at the mansion, two hours had passed. Naturally, the servants didn't walk obediently. They first went to the town, rented a carriage, and then led everyone towards the city where the mansion was located.
The Demon Slayer Corps' headquarters is in the desolate mountains, but the property prepared by Muzan Kibutsuji, whose identity is that of Roya's father, is actually in the city center.
This is an extremely bustling city. In the morning, the crowds are somewhat sparse, but even so, you can see shops of all sizes preparing to open for business. It's hard to imagine what the scene will be like at night.
The servant continued to lead Roya forward, finally stopping in front of a courtyard that could be described as magnificent, in the style of a European villa.
Luo Ya raised an eyebrow slightly. It seemed that he had underestimated his family's net worth. This house alone was probably worth an astronomical sum.
There were bodyguards present. The servant stepped forward and began to talk to the other party, constantly rubbing his hands together and making a humble expression.
Roya stood to the side watching the servant, without saying much.
Although he was born into a wealthy family, he might not have received much respect even if his parents were still alive.
In short, they were of lowly status.
The bodyguard stood aside, looked them over for a while, nodded to Roya, and then opened the iron gate to let the three of them in.
The servant continued to walk at the front, leading Roya and Kanroji Mitsuri toward the innermost house.
Kanroji Mitsuri was quite surprised along the way. Kanroji Mitsuri's background was not bad, and even a poor family could not afford to support a big eater like Kanroji Mitsuri.
However, Kanroji Mitsuri's family is undoubtedly incomparable to families in this environment.
Looking around, I noticed that unlike the residents elsewhere, the bodyguards here were all dressed in suits and wore sunglasses, giving them a very unique feel.
Luo Ya walked calmly behind the servant, jokingly, since the surroundings were unfamiliar and he could only ask the servant to introduce him to his so-called uncle.
Upon entering the living room, which was extremely spacious and could easily accommodate dozens of people, several bodyguards still stood around. The bodyguards surrounded a middle-aged man who sat on the sofa. When the man saw Luo Ya, his eyes lit up, and he smiled at Ganluji Mitsuri, saying, "Nephew, come here quickly."
Roya nodded and sat down in front of the other person.
The middle-aged man in front of me was somewhat overweight and had a greasy appearance. His most obvious feature was that he had completely lost his hair, which shone brightly in the sunlight.
This is the tragedy of middle age. People will encounter these problems more or less when they reach middle age. Luo Ya said that he can understand the other party.
The middle-aged man didn't stand on ceremony. He cleared his throat, thought for a moment, and said to Luo Ya, "Fifty million, and give me the company shares, how about it?"
Upon hearing this, Luo Ya raised an eyebrow and looked at the servant behind him. The servant glanced at him and dared not utter a sound.
Luo Ya pretended to be angry, slammed his fist on the table, and pointed at the other person's nose, saying, "Now that my parents have both passed away, how dare you make such a blatant extortionate offer at a time like this? No way, I won't accept it."
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man smiled, thought for a moment, and nodded, saying, "That's true. Then, seventy million it is."
Luo Ya roared, "How could someone like you possibly imagine the close relationship between my father and me? My father once said that the company's assets would absolutely be handed over to me, just saying that..."
The middle-aged man tapped his fingers on the table, looked up and stared directly at Luo Ya, and smiled at him, "Actually, even if you had that much money, do you think you could have inherited such a large fortune? Impossible. I'm just using you as an excuse to take back the company's shares without having any conflicts with the other shareholders. How about this, it's still 70 million, but since I'm your uncle, I'll cover for you in all the messes you make in the future."
Roya fell into deep thought and looked at the servant who had been standing silently to the side since the beginning.
The servant nodded and made a silent gesture to Roya.
Luo Ya knew he couldn't get any more money, so he nodded and said indifferently, "Alright then, deal."
Anyway, the currency in this world is useless, and you can't take it out of the country. Even if you could take it out, it wouldn't be of any use. To Roya, it's just like a piece of waste paper.
The reason for asking for more was simply to avoid making things too easy for the other party. However, judging from their attitude, this should already be the limit. Since it's the limit, it's best to stop while there's still plenty of room for maneuver.
An extra 70 million yen, though in Japanese yen, is a huge sum of money in this era.
Standing beside her, Kanroji Mitsuri listened in a daze. Not very bright, Kanroji Mitsuri began to imagine how much money 70 million was. Because the amount was too large, she began to convert it into sakura mochi. This was probably enough sakura mochi trees for her to eat for three lifetimes.
In reality, she had never seen so much money in her life.
Luo Ya expressed his satisfaction, as did the middle-aged man, who patted Luo Ya on the shoulder and said, "We're all family, so don't say I'm bullying you. I heard you recently joined some organization, didn't you? I happen to have some connections in the political world. That organization got into a little trouble, a minor problem, and I helped you sort it out."
Luo Ya fell into deep thought, and finally nodded to the middle-aged man, his impression of him changing considerably.
Of course, all of this is based on the premise that both of them can profit.
After discussing all of this, Roya took Kanroji Mitsuri's hand and said goodbye.
The negotiations went fairly smoothly, without any major drama, which relieved Luo Ya.
It's best to avoid trouble as much as possible.
So, how will Luo Ya live a carefree life now that he has 70 million in his pocket?
Luo Ya turned his gaze to Kanroji Mitsuri, sizing up her figure.
Needless to say, her figure alone, with those two magnificent breasts, is enough to outshine 99% of women in the world.
A poem says: How can one bring peace to the world if one's chest is not flat? How can one win people's hearts if one's breasts are not large?
How can justice be upheld if the trench is not deep? How can one defeat ten thousand enemies if one's skin is not fair?
How can we stay together if our legs aren't long? How can we bind our hearts with affection if our waists aren't slender?
In short, Kanroji Mitsuri is definitely an outstanding woman in this respect.
Yes, it's great.
He wrapped his right arm around the girl's slender waist and pulled her close to his side. The girl's warm breath tickled the tip of Luo Ya's nose.
Strictly speaking, this should be considered Roya's first time.
Well, if you did that kind of thing.
Luo Ya always felt that Kanroji Mitsuri was suited to wearing pink or light brown clothes. Kanroji Mitsuri herself was an extremely cute person with a lively personality, and such girls would look better in cute clothes.
That's roughly how it should look.
Of course, Luo Ya felt that if it were a pure and innocent style, the allure would be maximized.
After all, there are physical limitations.
Luo Ya smiled and said, "Miri, come on, it's been so long since I've taken you to the market. I'll buy you some clothes, and from now on, you'll be mine."
Even though Kanroji Mitsuri had already weathered many storms, she was still moved by Roya's words and her cheeks flushed red again, transforming her into a steam princess.
Steampunk Princess is cute, but if she's always so shy, it's a bit hard to make a move on her.
A mature steampunk girl should know where she feels shy and when she shouldn't.
Clearly, Kanroji Mitsuri, as a Steam Princess, has not yet reached this level.
Holding a beautiful woman in your arms makes everything more wonderful.
Bringing Kanroji Mitsuri to the shopping mall, the rudiments of capitalism in the small-day country were already visible compared to other places. The mall was much the same as the one Roya usually frequented in his previous life.
And the variety of clothing sold there is enormous.
Compared to traditional Japanese clothing, such as kimonos, these garments are more modern, though not as avant-garde.
Roya's gaze swept around as he began to carefully select an outfit for Kanroji Mitsuri.
He already had a plan in mind: to choose two types of clothes for Kanroji Mitsuri, one for himself and one for going out.
While picking and choosing with Kanroji Mitsuri along the way, they actually found a few really nice outfits.
Luo Ya simply waved his hand and packed everything up to take away. Then, Luo Ya stopped in front of a piece of clothing.
Luo Ya stared at the garment, lost in thought for a long time.
The piece of equipment in front of me is, unmistakably, a maid outfit!
The interplay of white pleats and black fabric makes this garment truly unique.
When Luo Ya's gaze fell on Bai Si beside him, his breath hitched involuntarily.
As I said before, he loves white stockings.
He then fell into deep thought again.
Well, that's all for now. I'll take this one and prepare it for Kanroji Mitsuri to change into.
Tonight's topic is this piece of clothing.
A smile spread across Luo Ya's face as he said to the waiter beside him, "Get me one of these garments, something that fits well. It's for my lover. Hmm, does it need to be custom-made? Does it need a larger fabric in the chest area? No problem, I'll come and get it later."
The waitress was a woman, about twenty-five years old, but compared to Kanroji Mitsuri, her chest looked rather comical.
In short, the same thing applies.