At this moment, in Tokyo, more than 1,600 kilometers away from Mukden, where Takuya Aramura is located, Mutsu Aoi Aki is standing on the balcony of the company building, facing Shinjuku Gyoen Gyoen not far away, looking down at the two mobile phones in front of him, and his palms can't help but feel a layer of sweat.

On her left-hand phone, there was still a Line message sent to Takuya Aramura three minutes ago.

Okra: Senior Aramura, I have one more thing I have to tell you!

Okra: It's about Miss!

Okra: The head of the family said that he wanted the lady to marry another family in Kyoto!

"Aoi, how's it going?"

The mobile phone on Mutsu Aoiaki's right rang with Shinichiko Shizumi's voice.

She stared anxiously at the mobile phone on the left, swallowed her saliva unconsciously, and said in a hesitant tone, "Young Master Shiichiko, senior in the deserted village... He hasn't replied yet..."

Shikihiko Ryuzumi, who was on the other end of the phone, exhaled lightly, "Whew... Don't worry, Aramura-kun is abroad now, maybe something happened, and I should be back to the message later."

"Yes—" Mitsu Aoi Aki kept giving himself mental hints in his heart.

Senior Desert Village wouldn't be so hard-hearted... Miss likes him so much, he can't be so cold and ruthless...

Time passed minute by minute, and the longer the time passed, the heavier her and Shikihiko Ryuzumi's mood became.

Watching the time number on the status bar of the phone increase little by little, Michinoku Aoiaki's heart was tormented.

Dingtone ——!

The phone rang for a moment.

Michinoku Aoiaki's heart, which was already about to sink to the bottom, was immediately lifted again, and he hurriedly went over to look at his phone.

It's not a message from Takuya Aramura, it's a pop-up news pushed by Twitter.

"Akita Hase, Speaker of the Kyoto Prefectural Assembly, has announced his resignation, and the election for the new Speaker will be held on December 10 this year, and the Vice-Speaker will act as Vice-Speaker before the new Speaker takes office..."

"Young Master Shikahiko..." Michinoku Aoiaki's pupils dilated instantly, "Hideta Hase... Why did you resign?"

Hasehideta knew that he was originally just an ordinary member of the Kyoto Prefectural Assembly, and later he was promoted to the position of Speaker of the Diet by the Nakagomon family.

It is not that he has done a bad job in announcing his resignation, in fact, whoever sits in the position of the Kyoto Prefectural Assembly is the same, and there is no such thing as doing a good job or doing a bad job, because it is the big families and consortia in Kyoto that really control the Diet, and the members of the Council and even the Speaker are actually only the spokesmen of a certain family or foundation, and they cannot influence anything.

In this way, there are only two reasons why the Nakayumen family replaced Hase, either they found another more suitable candidate, or...

Mutsu Aoi didn't dare to continue thinking about it anymore, she could only silently pray in her heart that things wouldn't go the way she thought...

Shikahiko Ryuzumi was silent for a moment, and her mouth confirmed her thoughts.

"That's right... The father has reached a preliminary consensus with the Nakayumen family, and Hase's resignation is an olive branch thrown by the Nakayumen family to the Cold Spring family, and it is also a choice, if the two families can successfully marry, then the position of the speaker can be handed over to the Cold Spring family..."

Mutsu Aoiaki's face suddenly became solemn.

The trend of the Cold Spring Family on the main altar has become more and more sluggish over the years, and the olive branch thrown by the Zhongyumen Family this time is not too tempting for Leng Spring Toshiyuki, who is eager to revive the strength of the Cold Spring Family.

Although this position of speaker does not play much role in a place like Kyoto, where aristocratic forces are intricate, it is important to know that the olive branch... After all, it's just an olive branch...

"Has the head of the family made up his mind?"

"Haha..." Shikihiko Ryozumi laughed sarcastically, "He has never hesitated in this regard, and pinning his hopes on him is tantamount to vain."

"Is there no hope..."

"No, there's still a lot of hope."

Michinoku Aoiaki's eyes lit up, "Really?"

"When

Yes." Shinichiko Ryoizumi's tone was full of confidence, "I'm completely sure, now it's up to Mao Yang Mei and Aramura-kun..."

"Miss... And Aramura senior?"

"Well, it's up to the two of them..."

Dingtone ——!

The phone rang again, interrupting the conversation between the two.

Mutsu Aoi took a deep breath and picked up her phone to take a look.

This time it's a letter from Takuya Aramura's Line.

Deserted Village: What about the cold spring? What did she think?

Mutsu Aoi Aki truthfully recounted the content of the message to Shinihiko Ryoizumi, "... Master Makichihiko, how should I reply? Do you want to hide it and say that the young lady doesn't agree at all?"

Shinichiko Ryoizumi thought about it for a moment and said, "No, I'll have to tell him 1510, I'm sure Aramura-kun should be able to understand Mao Yangmi's mind."

"Yes." Mutsu Aoi agreed to come down, and then sent a message to Takuya Aramura.

Okra: Miss agreed.

Subsequently, she still felt uneasy and added two more.

Okra: But she definitely doesn't want to!

Okra: Senior Aramura doesn't need to do anything, just come back to see Miss!

After the message was sent, she waited for another seven or eight minutes with Shikihiko Ryuzumi, but the phone seemed to be on the Do Not Disturb mode, and there was no movement.

"Ahh It's really grinding..."

"Hmm..." Mitsu Aoi Aki was absent-minded, she wasn't in the mood to make such a joke with Shikihiko Ryuzumi right now.

"Aoi, don't wait."

"What?"

"I said, don't wait."

"That's..."

"Let's wait and see what happens..."

"I see..."

"Hmm..."

Hanging up the phone, Mutsu Aoi returned to the company on the fifteenth floor of the building.

Standing at the door of the president's office, she straightened the expression on her face and reached out and knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Unscrewing the doorknob, Michinoku Aoaki came to Manami Ryozumi's desk and bowed to her, "Miss, all the audition invitations for voice actors have been sent out."

"Hmm..." Mao Mi Ryosen was so tired that she pinched her eyebrows, her whole face was unhealthy pale, "I know, it's hard work, let's go have a cup of tea and rest."

"Yes." Michinoku Aoi looked at her distressedly, walked to the tea table and sat down, put her phone on it, and then began to make tea.

After the tea was brewed, she brought the first cup to Mao Mi of Cold Springs.

Mao Mi of Cold Spring raised her teacup and took a sip of water, and took one out of the mountain of folders on her desk and gave it to her, "Aoi, send this to the planning department and tell them that this plan is invalid and that it will be restarted."

"Yes." Mitsu Aoi took the folder with both hands, bowed to her again, and slowly exited the office.

After she left, Mao Mi Ryosen was so tired that she threw herself on the chair, constantly rubbing her eye sockets.

Dingtone ——!

Mutsu Aoiaki's mobile phone on the tea table rang.

Mao Nami of Cold Spring put down her hand, and the ghost envoy almost walked over to the tea table.

After hesitating for a while, she finally picked up her phone.

Press the power button and the screen lights up.

On the screensaver screen, a pop-up pop-up pop-up from a Line friend with the nickname [Deserted Village] pops up.

Aramura: Cold Spring is an adult, she has her own judgment and her own choices, and if she has thought it through, then others should not interfere too much.