The girl's slender hands gripped the wooden handrail, her smooth chin slightly raised, presenting a slightly upward angle that gave the illusion of being unapproachable. Her straight, jade-like legs, with large areas of skin concealed by her skirt, walked gracefully down the spiral staircase with a tinkling sound.

A bell?

The people in the living room couldn't help but look at the area where the other person's ankle was, and then, as if they had thought of something, they consciously lowered their heads.

Earning tens of thousands of yuan in an hour? Why risk your life?

The bodyguards at the door are guys who carry biubiubiu guns!

Only one person seemed to lack any natural will to live, staring intently at the girl as if he had seen a ghost.

However, he wasn't looking at the bells on the woman's feet, but at her face—a face that was irresistibly charming yet also incredibly annoying.

How could it be her!

So, in the end, he didn't jump?

What a pity!

A multitude of thoughts flashed through Junichi Se's mind.

The maid standing nearby had obviously noticed the rude scene and was about to reprimand her when she suddenly noticed that her mistress seemed to have discovered something interesting and whispered something in her ear.

Then, remembering that the young lady had deliberately mentioned the other person's name earlier, the maid silently withdrew her outstretched foot.

The girl sat down on the sofa opposite them, casually picked up a book from the coffee table, and began to flip through it absentmindedly, seemingly having no intention of interacting with the others.

This made the already somewhat reserved group even more uneasy.

I don't know whether I should speak or not.

The girl appeared to be engrossed in reading, but out of the corner of her eye she was observing the group of people. Seeing their anxious and fearful expressions, she felt a sense of boredom.

His gaze paused for a moment when it swept over someone, then quickly looked away, as if he had thought of something interesting and nodded to himself.

Although Sei Junichi didn't speak either, he could roughly guess that the person who decided whether to stay or leave today was probably not the girl in front of him.

With the addition of the old acquaintances mentioned by Hayakawa Saori, her heart became even calmer.

If I'm not mistaken, that mysterious lady is the main character today.

"I apologize for keeping you all waiting."

Just as Junichi Sei had finished thinking about it, a deep yet alluring mature woman's voice suddenly echoed in the hall.

Everyone turned to look, and saw a beautiful woman holding a wooden folding fan slowly walking out from the end of the hall.

The other woman was wearing a chiffon short-sleeved knit dress that accentuated her stunning figure, perfectly outlining her full bust and slender waist. Her long, snow-white legs, combined with her full hips, presented the hot curves that countless women dream of.

At just one glance, Junichi knew that this was a woman who frequented the gym and had extremely strict control over her figure.

No wonder she was able to become the new mistress of this house; that alone puts her to shame compared to most women.

It's definitely not comparable to that kind of high-tech, or that of a vulgar woman who deliberately lifts her hips to the point of having a herniated disc.

Facing such a stunningly beautiful woman at such close range was undoubtedly a huge test for these soon-to-be-graduated college students. Even a slight glance was enough to make them blush and nervously adjust their posture, fearing that they would embarrass themselves.

This time, Junichi Se didn't stand out either. After glancing at it, he withdrew his gentlemanly gaze and secretly gave it a 9 out of 10.

Faced with such a valuable opponent, Junichi Se had to proceed with caution; if he acted too clumsily, he would surely be eliminated prematurely.

She whispered something in the ear of the maid who had greeted Junichi Sei at the beginning, and then sat down on the sofa.

Here's a detail.

A quick glance reveals that the other person is sitting at the very end of the sofa, a world apart from the girl from before.

Clearly, the relationship between this newly formed mother and daughter is not harmonious, and this rift is already out in the open.

After receiving the order, the maid did not give the interviewees much time to think and gestured for the person on the far left to start introducing themselves.

Upon seeing this, the first lucky winner's face immediately fell.

No matter how proud one is at school, it all seems worthless in the face of this lady's family background.

The beautiful woman took the documents from the maid and nodded to the person.

The poor child's eyes darted around, avoiding eye contact. He would feel a chill run down his spine and instinctively want to clutch his lower abdomen if he looked at any part of her ample figure.

Finally, he stammered out a few key pieces of information: University of Tokyo, Department of Economics, currently a graduate student.

Although the beautiful woman maintained a polite smile, her gaze remained indifferent, clearly indicating some disappointment with the high-achieving student's performance.

With the first person setting an example, those who follow can learn from the experience and supplement it with other matters.

Unfortunately, the beautiful woman's attitude did not change much.

The third person, the only one among the three who remained relatively calm, used self-deprecating humor to elicit a giggle from the beautiful woman, who then gracefully sat back down, seemingly confident of victory.

But before Junichi could even speak, the beautiful woman asked with a smile, "Are you Saori's student?"

Unlike the three people who had just met, Junichi Se did not rush to stand up respectfully. He simply nodded slightly and said, "Yes, my teacher often mentions you to me."

"often?"

The beautiful woman's lips curled into a cold, alluring smile, a smile that was neither a smile nor a frown.

This is really tough!

Junichi intentionally emphasized his relationship with Saori Hayami, but she clearly saw through it, though she just didn't point it out directly.

If Junichi Sei were to assign a rating to the beautiful woman opposite him, it would definitely be Lv.99, Master Tea!

She surpasses even the most renowned tea masters, manipulating men with every smile and gesture. At this level, she no longer actively seeks from you, but rather focuses on what pleasure you can bring her; her skill has reached a state of perfection.

Tell me about your situation.

The beautiful woman said with great interest.

Junichi knew that the woman in front of him was extremely difficult to deal with, but compared to the others, he clearly had a certain advantage.

At least, the others were questioned by maids, while he was personally taught one-on-one by the other party.

"Alright, madam, I'll begin!"

Junichi took a deep breath and turned his gaze slightly to the girl who was pretending to be engrossed in reading: "Before that, may I ask, young lady, what is the reason you have hired a tutor?"

The girl pointed to herself in surprise, not understanding how this had gotten involved her.

Seijun nodded, but out of the corner of her eye, she noticed that the usually composed Mrs. Seijun seemed to have lost her smile.

There's a saying that goes, "If you can't resolve a conflict, then shift the conflict!"