The Goofy Spring Breeze Blows Everywhere, Geto's Sister is Truly Impressive Ch. 30

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Suguru froze for half a second, then quickly reached out and yanked Satoru back by the collar.
"Don't go peacocking at my sister, Satoru!"
He turned to the silver-haired girl.
"Sister, please don't fall for that face of his—"

Chihori: "I think you're great, Gojo-kun."

Suguru Geto: "......"

Satoru spun the sunglasses around his fingers and said smugly, "See, Suguru? Your sister just gave me high praise."

Suguru rubbed his forehead and was about to launch into a heartfelt warning—
But then he saw his sister looking all bright-eyed and energetic, stepping forward, her green eyes sparkling with excitement.

"......"

Satoru noticed the shift, his fingers stilling on the sunglasses. His heart skipped a beat.

—Crap. He'd just peacocked at his best friend's sister. What if she really was into him now?

The rejection speech he'd started earlier was long gone. But if he defaulted to his usual blunt refusals, he might actually hurt her feelings—and Suguru would totally beat him up for that...

He could already feel Suguru's sharp, needling gaze on him from the side.

Looking at the slim girl in front of him, her eyes lifted to meet his, Satoru's brain kicked into high gear. For once, he desperately searched for something tactful to say that wouldn't come off as a total jerk.

Then the silver-haired girl opened her mouth:

"—Gojo-kun, I can tell just by looking at you—you're destined for strawberry milk."
She smiled brightly, totally sincere.
"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Would you be interested in investing in the strawberry milk business?"

Satoru Gojo: "?"

Suguru Geto: "?"

System: [Strawberry milk is more attractive than Satoru Gojo's looks?! What kind of startup spirit is this!!]

Chihori (dog emoji with rose in mouth): If you keep thinking about it, it'll come true.jpg

This round? This round was a win for strawberry milk—!

In the end, of course, Satoru happily agreed.

For him, mood ruled over everything else. Being in the "Pig-Raising Alliance" was chaotic fun, and strawberry milk was his sweet little obsession. Both just so happened to be tied to his best friend and his best friend's sister—so naturally, he had no problem throwing money into it. After all, he had way more cash than he knew what to do with.

System: [Now that's what you call being filthy rich.jpg]

Chihori said, "Don't worry, Gojo-kun, in the future, our business will definitely make a huge return. Strawberry milk is going to spread all over Japan and head for the New World!"

"Victory for the sweet party~" Satoru grinned.

Though they were all just teens, none of them thought it was weird to start a business at this age. After all, in most shonen anime, high schoolers were always saving the world (right?).

But Suguru still asked a few more questions, concerned, "Sister, are you really interested in the strawberry milk business? When do you plan to start? We can help find the right manufacturers and handle risk assessments and market strategies."

"Don't worry, Suguru, I already have a plan." Chihori nodded. "I've found some very reliable people to help me find the right factory and handle the manufacturer connections."

"You've already found someone?" Suguru was a little surprised but smiled in the end. "Alright, next time we have a break, let's all meet them—who is it, and are they trustworthy?"

"He's a father of two." Chihori answered honestly. "He has a high business success rate, and all his clients give great reviews."

"Oh, I see." Suguru relaxed.

Looks like a decent guy. He thought. Someone with a sense of responsibility and compassion.

System: [...How did this turn into a total opposite guess?!]

The blamed Cloudy Piggy (Naoya Zen'in), the fatherly Toji Fushiguro—what a dramatic twist.jpg

Megumi Fushiguro would probably cry (but not really).

The atmosphere returned to normal as the three of them walked through the mall together. Chihori wanted to buy a few new clothes, so Suguru and Satoru took her upstairs.

Satoru said that his card hadn't been used up yet, so they could use his.

The upper floors were filled with luxury brands and high-end custom clothing, and since Satoru frequently came here (or, well, his wealth and good looks made a lasting impression even when he didn't), the staff greeted them with smiles.

"Mr. Gojo, welcome back—many new styles have arrived lately, feel free to look at what catches your eye."

"This time, I'm not buying," Satoru made a gesture, "It's for her."

The staff's gaze shifted to Chihori, still maintaining their perfect professional smile. "Oh, okay. Is this... Mr. Gojo's sister?"

"This is my older sister." Suguru smiled in reply.

"! My apologies, sir, I didn't recognize her—please forgive me!" The staff immediately bowed in apology.

"It's fine." Chihori winked.

Suguru added, "It's alright, we don't really look alike."

Satoru had already made his way to the women's section, casually slipping one hand into his pants pocket and waving the other to signal. "Come on, this store has great stuff. Sister Chihori, which ones do you like?"

"We're the same age, Gojo-kun. You don't need to call me 'Sister Chihori,' just 'Chihori' is fine." The silver-haired girl coughed and said.

Satoru immediately adjusted, never one to fuss over titles, "Got it, Chihori."

They picked out a few clothes from there, then headed to another store.

The scene was similar to the previous one, with the staff first noticing Satoru, then smiling and calling Chihori "Miss Gojo."

Suguru Geto: "...It's not Miss Gojo, it's my sister, thank you."

Next store: "Oh, is she Mr. Gojo's sister?"

Suguru Geto: "No, she's my sister, thank you."

Next store after that: "Miss Gojo is just as beautiful as Mr. Gojo!"

Suguru Geto: "She's my sister, thank you."

Next store after that: "Miss Gojo—"

Suguru Geto: "She's my sister."

Before stepping into the next store—

Chihori carefully handed her brother a bottle of mineral water. "Your throat's getting hoarse, drink some water."

"Thanks, sister." Suguru sighed, twisted the cap off the bottle, and took a few sips to soothe his throat.

Satoru turned his gaze to Suguru, patting his friend on the shoulder. "You've explained to every store, it must be exhausting. I think you should just get a custom shirt—an arrow pointing to the right where your sister is, and label it [My Sister]."

Suguru: "...That's too weird."

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