Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki

If Guiderun Kanata could bring greater benefits to the family with these supports, then violating the contract wouldn't matter.

Fortunately, Guiderun Kanata succeeded.

By simply borrowing the intelligence and media systems of the Guiderun Conglomerate, she leveraged such significant benefits for the Guiderun Conglomerate.

With this achievement, while the Guiderun Conglomerate couldn't become as all-powerful as the Kurogane family within Japan, becoming the largest conglomerate in Japan was undoubtedly within reach.

So, what followed was merely a formality.

His daughter had already submitted a perfect report card, so he naturally wouldn't restrict her any further.

"Is that so? That's good."

Haramura Makoto also nodded.

He was quite satisfied with this situation, as he had thought there would be a scene like in movies and TV shows, where Guiderun Kanata's father would absolutely refuse, and he would have to prove his strength by barging in.

This way saved a lot of trouble, which was definitely a good thing for him.

"Yes, precisely because of this, I mentioned it slightly, and my father immediately vacated the travel plans for other family members scheduled for this time and moved us to the front."

This island wasn't just for the Guiderun Conglomerate's people to vacation.

For people of their social status, almost every property they purchased had a specific purpose.

Like this island, it was often used to host important foreign guests for vacations.

A symbol of the Guiderun Conglomerate's strength.

"However, even with that said, you should arrange things as soon as possible."

"Otherwise, the opportunities for me to meet your father later might be very few."

Haramura Makoto was still typing a reminder.

Guiderun Kanata wasn't in a hurry now, but Haramura Makoto had done almost everything he needed to do in this world.

Although it was just getting started, now that this wind had started blowing, it couldn't be stopped.

He had completed the task that White Night叉 had asked him to do.

So, even without this trip organized by Guiderun Kanata, he was planning to organize a trip and explain his preparations to leave.

Then, he would explain the real situation to the two or three people he had chosen, make them his subordinates, and help him collect information from the world.

Therefore, after he left this world, it would be almost impossible for Guiderun Kanata's father to see him.

"Actually, there's no need to meet my father."

Lying on the deck chair, Guiderun Kanata gently shook her head, and the message she sent to Haramura Makoto suddenly included a cute, smiley-face emoticon.

"Actually, my mother will arrive at another villa tonight."

"After hearing about you from my father, she became very interested in you, so she hurriedly arranged her itinerary."

"So, do you have time tonight? If so, please meet my mother."

The meaning seems to have changed.

Haramura Makoto didn't expose Guiderun Kanata's little scheme.

If it were meeting her father, it would at most be considered helping, perhaps with a hint of evaluating a son-in-law.

But if it were meeting her mother, it would be purely a mother-in-law meeting a son-in-law.

And he had a genuine girlfriend and a gentle senior sister by his side.

No matter how he thought about it, the meeting tonight would probably be troublesome.

But Haramura Makoto still typed a 'yes' on his phone.

The two chatted like this, and time passed quickly.

To Haramura Makoto's side, under an open parasol, was a girl wearing an apron.

That's right, even though this was the beach, the girl was still wearing an apron, constantly casting her gaze on Haramura Makoto's bare abdomen, while the other hand was drawing on a drawing board.

This was something that had already been agreed upon.

He had promised to bring Sarah Bradelily to the beach and then draw inspiration from his swimsuit.

Therefore, when Guiderun Kanata planned this trip, Haramura Makoto sent an invitation to that useless artist.

Stella was also aware of this matter, so Stella wasn't angry.

This was why he hadn't gone into the sea to play directly with Stella and the others, but was leisurely lying on the beach chair.

It was because he was lying there also serving as a model.

He only needed to lie down, without needing to pose in any specific posture, after all, Sarah only needed his well-proportioned body lines and face.

"Pa—"

Haramura Makoto had been chatting so much that he completely forgot he was a model, and that there was someone next to him painting him.

Until he heard this sudden 'pa' sound.

Haramura Makoto suddenly raised his head, his gaze following the direction of the sound, and then he saw, he saw Sarah, who should have been sitting in the chair painting him, fall headfirst onto the beach.

He immediately made a stop gesture towards Guiderun Kanata.

Then he quickly got up and walked towards Sarah.

The distance wasn't far, just a dozen steps, and Haramura Makoto arrived beside Sarah.

Her usually pale skin, often hidden in the house, was covered in sand.

Her cheeks were even as red as red apples, somewhat similar to a high fever.

Combining this with today's temperature and this girl's weak constitution.

"It's heatstroke."

"This guy probably hasn't been outside in this kind of weather for so long."

With just a glance, Haramura Makoto confirmed what was happening to this woman.

Then Haramura Makoto didn't care about anything else, he just bent down, picked Sarah up from the sandpit she had fallen into, and walked towards the water room built on the beach, specially for people to rest.

The location of the beach chairs was still a long distance from the beach.

Therefore, Sarah's fall and Haramura Makoto's departure didn't seem to be noticed by others.

After all, everyone was playing different things, some people were even riding jet skis, speeding on the sea, how could they have time to pay attention to Haramura Makoto's side.

"Bang—"

The movements were extremely rough.

There was simply no tenderness or care, Haramura Makoto threw Sarah, whom he was holding in his arms, directly onto the bed, as if discarding a heavy object.

"Ah!!"

The girl, who was still unconscious, directly let out a groan.

"My waist, my waist is going to break."

"My bones are very fragile."

The next second, Sarah's wailing sounded.

She was rolling on the white sheets, both hands pressed on her waist.

"You were already awake halfway, right?"

"Still pretending to be asleep."

Haramura Makoto directly sat down on the chair, annoyed.

With his ability, how could he not have noticed Sarah's breathing changing from rapid to smooth?

After all, she was a Blade Wielder.

Even if her constitution was weak, she was still a Blade Wielder, as long as she rested for a few minutes, it was enough for Sarah to recover.

"I wasn't pretending to be asleep."

"I woke up, but my head is still dizzy, I really couldn't stand up just now."

Usually, this woman spoke with a very self-centered feeling, without much of a woman's feel, but today she rarely showed the unique coquettishness of a girl.

"Forget it, there are ice cubes in the refrigerator, if you still feel uncomfortable, just hold one or two."

"I'll go back first."

Stella hadn't noticed for the time being.

But if she came back and found out that he had brought a girl back to the room.

And this girl was Sarah, whom she had been strictly guarding and watching for a long time, then his trouble would be big.

"Wait, I want to go back too."

Seeing Haramura Makoto about to leave, Sarah hurriedly tried to get out of bed.

"What are you going back for, aren't you still feeling dizzy?"

"But my painting isn't finished yet."

"My physical characteristics haven't been completely recorded yet."

"Chapter 148 It must be fair"

"Have you not finished painting after painting for so long?"

Although he didn't deliberately calculate, he had been on the beach for at least two or three hours.

During that time, he didn't even move, completely fulfilling his responsibility as a model.

As a result, after so long, this Sarah tentacle monster hasn't finished painting yet?

He knew how fast this woman painted, almost in a few tens of seconds, she could draw a portrait that was no different from the real person.

"You have to paint seriously, you have to paint more carefully."

Sarah struggled to get out of bed, looking at Haramura Makoto with a serious face.

"This is an important opportunity to complete my father's遗物, I must not waste it."

"I know, I know."

Haramura Makoto covered his head.

"Then how much longer do you need to completely record it?"

He had already promised to help this woman complete the painting.

In the current situation, it was obviously unrealistic to bring this woman back to the beach to continue painting.

Even if this woman had recovered now, if he brought her back to the beach, she would probably faint again soon.

He still had many things to do next.

He didn't have that much free time to specially change into his swimsuit and be Sarah's nude model.

"Um, without being able to touch the real thing, only imagining, it will take at least three hours."

Sarah's eyes were fixed on Haramura Makoto's neatly arranged abdominal muscles on his lower abdomen, without lust, her expression was very sincere.

"Painting also requires touching the real thing? Isn't seeing enough?"

"Are you kidding me."

Haramura Makoto looked quite suspicious.

It was the first time he had heard such an absurd thing that it was difficult to draw without touching the real thing.

He was really suspicious now.

Honestly, if it wasn't for seeing that there was no lust in Sarah's eyes, he would really think that this woman was abusing her power for personal gain.

"Isn't this obvious, I'm an absolute realist."

"The real hardness, the real touch, everything, I have to pursue reality."

Sarah replied confidently, as if it was really the case.