Sis-Con With Dimensional Chat Group Chapter 604 Judge?

Chapter 604: Judge?

25 November.

The temperature outside was quite cold since it was winter, even though it was winter, however, the snow hadn't dropped on Tokyo.

Haru was very tired, however, his eyes were full of spirit.

"Is it good?" Megumi asked while ma.s.saging Haru's temple.

"It's good, thank you Megumi," Haru said with a smile.

"No problem." Megumi smiled and said, "This time you should be able to rest, right?"

"Yes, I'm going to rest for a while," Haru said.

"What about me?" Sora asked while ma.s.saging his thigh, however, her hand crept closer slowly to his anaconda.

Haru hadn't done it for a while, and he also didn't want to do it with Sora when she was this young. He picked her up and placed her on his lap. "Don't be naughty!"

Sora pouted and snorted. She knew that she had failed once again.

Megumi only smiled and also sat down on Haru's lap together.

"Are neither of you studying?" Haru asked.

"Well, we'll study later," Megumi said.

"Yeah, it's getting tiring to study every day," Sora said.

"Don't be too lazy, alright?" Haru said.

Sora looked at him and said, "Say, if we're accepted in the high school, should we go on holiday?"

"Holiday? Why not? Where do you want to go?" Haru asked.

Sora wanted to say that they should go to another world, but she knew that Haru had kept it a secret for a while. "Megumi, do you have anywhere you want to go?"

"Well...." Megumi also wasn't sure when she was being asked so suddenly. "How about you, Haru?"

"I'm alright to go wherever you want to go." Haru hugged both of them and said, "It's good as long as there are both of you." He could smell a very lovely smell coming from their bodies and wondering why girls had always had a very good smell.

Megumi and Sora smiled and hugged him and felt that Haru was pretty cute at that moment.

"Hmm, how about London or Los Angeles?" Sora said.

"London or Los Angeles? Isn't that very far away?" Megumi said unsurely.

"But are you not interested?" Sora asked.

"Well...." Megumi would be lying if she didn't feel interested in going there.

"Is it alright?" Sora asked.

Haru nodded and said, "Why not? When you have done your test and they have announced the result..."

"We can go to both London and Los Angeles."

Haru also thought that it was good to do some business there too.

"Yay!"

Sora and Megumi seemed very happy and kissed his cheeks.

Haru was in a good mood since he had successfully short-selling gold this month.

This month, a number of billionaires in this world will be added by one person.

Haru had personally taken 1.12 billion USD from gold futures making him a real billionaire in USD, not in yen. He knew that he would become big news in the economic newspaper and become a genius in the financial field in this world.

Haru knew that his money was just a number and unless it had become something it was worthless in his eyes. That was why he had sent out both Seri and Ritsu to start a negotiation on buying one of the major sixteen private railways in this country. He had decided to buy Keisei Electric Railway and would buy it directly with cash using the money that he had gotten from this transaction.

Haru knew that it was very rare for someone to own one billion USD of cash since the billionaire in this world owned their money in the form of property or stock in the market.

The only thing that he was worried that he would get a nickname as "Golden Boy" since it made him remembered a quite perverted anime in his past life.

But he felt that this nickname was very suitable when he thought about his encounter with a lot of beautiful girls similar in that anime.

Ring!

Sora took his smartphone on the table and raised her eyebrow. "Senzaemon?" She looked at him and asked, "Who is this?"

"It's the Director of Tōtsuki Culinary Academy," Haru answered.

"Director of Tōtsuki Culinary Academy!"

Sora and Megumi were surprised.

"Here, hurry up and answer him," Sora said since she thought that it was something important.

Haru didn't think much and opened his phone. "h.e.l.lo?"

"Haru, is it you?" Senzaemon asked.

"Yes, what's wrong, Senzaemon-san?" Haru asked.

"Haru, you should call me Grandfather directly!" Senzaemon said.

Haru sighed and said, "Yes, Grandfather?"

"Hahaha, congratulations, I have read what you have done in the on the gold market," Senzaemon said and seemed very happy as if he was the one who had to succeed in short-selling gold. He also marveled at the grandson of his old friend and didn't expect the young man that he had met in the past would become a billionaire in just a few months, however, at the same time, he felt that Haru was very suitable to become the fiance of his granddaughter.

"Thank you." Haru smiled and said, "It's very rare for you to call me." He didn't think that Senzaemon was calling him to congratulate him on this matter.

"Yes, I'm about to invite you to become a judge on the Shokugeki Match," Senzaemon said.

"Shokugeki match?" Haru raised his eyebrow.

"Oh, is it a cooking match, it will be held next Sunday, are you free?" Senzaemon asked.

Haru felt that it was rude to reject Senzaemon since this elderly man had invited him and he was quite curious about this Shokugeki match. "Well, I'm free. I'll come to become a judge."

"Good! The location is in the Tōtsuki Culinary Academy...."

They talked for a while then closed the phone.

"What is it?"

Sora and Megumi were a bit curious since they knew that Tōtsuki Culinary Academy was the best culinary school in this country and even the world. It was very surprising for Haru to know the director of this school directly.

"I'm being invited to become a judge in a cooking contest, and if you're curious how we know each other, Senzaemon-san is a friend of our grandfather," Haru said.

Their mouths had turned into an "O" shape when they heard it.

"Do you want to come?" Haru asked.

"No."

They rejected it directly.

"I don't like this kind of occasion," Sora said.

"I'm the same, I'm not that comfortable to join," Megumi said.

Haru nodded and didn't force them, however, he quite antic.i.p.ated how this cooking contest would be next Sunday.