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"Yes, Ms. Suzuki, are you coming? I'll wait for you at the street corner."
"No need, no need, I've already arrived..."
Sonoko Suzuki spotted the parking lot next to Aonosuke Street and swerved the car right in.
However, it's possible that she wasn't concentrating.
In her blind spot, she crashed directly into another luxury car.
boom! ! !
A loud noise came from the phone.
Even Aoba was taken aback.
He quickly tidied himself up, went out the back door, and ran towards the street corner.
"Ms. Suzuki?!"
"Ouch! That hurts a bit!"
The call wasn't disconnected, and Sonoko Suzuki's cries of pain calmed Aoba down.
Fortunately, it's okay.
Otherwise, tomorrow's headlines would definitely be something like, "The culprit behind the Suzuki Group heir's car accident is actually him?"
Aoba didn't want to cause trouble for herself.
Where are you now?
"I'm fine, I'll hang up now."
Sonoko Suzuki rubbed her head.
The impact of the crash left her unable to explain it clearly for a while.
At this moment, someone outside had already started knocking on her car window.
"Hey! How do you drive?"
The girl outside the window also looked terrified.
The blonde girl following behind her was also still in shock, frowning as she looked at Sonoko Suzuki's car.
However, upon seeing the license plate, his expression froze slightly, creating a charmingly dazed look.
"I'm talking to you!!!"
Hisako Shinto tapped on the windowpane, her angry cheeks puffed up like a hamster's.
Even though Erina-sama had finally managed to find the time to come and ask Aoba for advice.
Before I could even park the car properly, I was rear-ended.
Hisako felt a wave of fear wash over her; thankfully, it happened while she was parking.
If it were on the street...
If something happens to her and Erina, the entire family will probably be unable to explain themselves.
"Hisako, I'm fine."
Erina Nakiri's face was deathly pale, as if she had been shaken.
The little bear on his chest rose and fell.
Upon seeing the other party's license plate, she frowned and pulled the agitated Hisako back.
"Lady Erina, she must apologize!"
Hisako's face turned slightly red.
"I'm fine, and besides, the person inside is from the Suzuki family."
Erina said softly.
My emotions gradually calmed down.
However, I still had some doubts in my mind: why would people from the Suzuki Group be here?
After all, Aonosuke Street is already considered a corner of the 20th ward.
Given the nature of the Suzuki Group, they wouldn't pay attention to these trivial matters that have absolutely no commercial value.
"Suzuki..."
Hisako also gasped in surprise, covering her mouth.
He turned his head to look at the license plate of the car behind him.
The number on it is nothing special, but the license plate has a special mark that only Suzuki has.
This is because Suzuki controlled most of the automobile manufacturing industry, and Tokyo allowed the addition of this special symbol to recognize their contributions.
Generally, only important members of the Suzuki family are qualified to have this special license plate.
Why would such an important person be here?
Hisako's expression froze as she thought of Aoba on Aonosuke Street.
Could it be that they're also after Aoba?
If it's someone from the Suzuki family, then wouldn't her and Erina's plan to come here specifically to seek advice be ruined again?
"Lady Erina..."
"If it doesn't work this time, we'll have to come back another time."
"But the special training starts in a few days..."
"It's a last resort." Erina Nakiri shook her head and gave the woman in the driver's seat a deep look.
"Grandpa wants the teacher to be a judge for the special training, so I'm afraid the only way to do this is for him to come and invite the teacher in person."
"Ok."
Hisako Shinto could only nod helplessly.
The two were in high spirits, but the rear-end collision turned them into a bit of a downer.
But there is nothing we can do.
Tokyo is a place with a very strict hierarchy.
Various large and small families existed here, and the Nakiri family was merely a slightly larger, smaller family. (Read exciting novels at Feilu Novel Network!)
Just as the two were about to give up and walk toward Aonosuke beside them.
The woman from the Suzuki family finally got out of the car.
She rubbed her swollen forehead and decisively called out to the two people who were leaving:
"Um, sorry~"
The impact of the rear-end collision wasn't very strong; even the airbags didn't deploy.
Sonoko Suzuki, who was completely out of time, lost her grip on her phone and it hit her forehead.
It hurts so much~
So even during his call with Aoba, he didn't say much.
"No need, Miss Suzuki, you should go to the hospital for treatment as soon as possible."
Erina Nakiri shook her head, her face calm.
Even if the other party's family is very powerful, it is completely impossible for her to smile obsequiously.
"Are you really alright? Should we go to the hospital to get checked out?" Sonoko Suzuki looked at the two of them, still somewhat worried.
"It's really nothing, we have other things to do, so we can't keep you company any longer."
After Erina finished speaking, she turned and walked out of the parking lot without looking back.
Hisako followed closely behind.
The master and servant did not give Suzuki Sonoko any further opportunity to explain.
Watch the two people leave.
Sonoko Suzuki made a phone call and asked someone from her family to come and fix the two cars.
Only then did they head towards the address given by Hiratsuka Shizuka.
"What is this?"
Aoba stood at the entrance of Aonosuke Street and greeted the young men who had already started cleaning the store.
I never expected this new principal to be so unreliable.
I can only hope in my heart that she's alright.
However, he didn't stand at the street corner for long before he heard Erina's voice.
"Teacher Aoba!"
The blonde girl walked over with her secretary, all smiles.
"Nakiri-kun, and Ms. Shinto." Aoba was somewhat surprised, but with a familiar smile, "What brings you here?"
"Hey~! Aoba-sensei!"
Upon hearing this, Erina Nakiri's smile faded, like an abandoned little lion.
"Didn't we agree that Aoba-sensei could just call me Erina? Calling me Nakiri-kun is too formal."
It's a perfectly normal way of addressing someone.
For a young girl, this seemed somewhat cold and unapproachable.
Aoba could only shake his head helplessly and laugh:
"Okay, Erina."
"Hehe, is Aoba-sensei waiting for us here?"
The girl reverted to her usual temper, her expression carrying a hint of arrogance.