"Could it be that Tamagawa Castle Master wants to enter politics?" Kōyū pondered. "It doesn't seem impossible."
He did have an idea in mind, but Guangyou didn't know much about this kind of thing, so he had to do some research.
Now that I have this idea, I might as well put it into practice. Anyway, I can't sleep right now, and I'm just killing time.
The information he wanted wasn't confidential; a simple keyword search would yield tons of results.
Official sources say that you can become a civil servant by passing the national civil service exam, but this path is extremely difficult.
In Japan, the bar exam and the medical exam are considered very difficult, but the national civil service exam is even more difficult.
As for this information, Guangyou obtained it from feedback from netizens. He has never participated in the national civil service examination and has no interest in doing so.
Even in his own country, Guangyou didn't want to be an official, let alone now that he's in this small island nation.
Apart from that, most of the remaining information was the result of spontaneous discussions among netizens, such as the possibility that getting into the political science department of the University of Tokyo would give one the opportunity to become a member of parliament.
This involves inheritance, such as sons inheriting from their fathers and younger generations inheriting from their elders. People of the same background can gain higher favorability, making it easier to win them over.
Upon seeing this message, Kōyū suddenly recalled the press conference for Cocoon, where Ai Haibara had said something similar, with her exact words being something like, "The son of a politician will become a politician."
Looking back now, Ai's words were truly insightful.
However, none of this really applies to Tamagawa Joji. Kōsuke patiently continued reading. If he weren't bored and couldn't sleep, he wouldn't have bothered reading at all.
After searching for another five minutes, Guangyou saw an interesting news item: a male celebrity had successfully run for mayor.
Upon seeing this message, Guangyou searched for it with great interest and found that although such examples were not numerous, they did exist.
He even saw a celebrity on a TV show say that he had thoughts of going into politics.
“Just as I thought.” Kōyū stroked his chin, as if he had seen through the essence of things. “If Tamagawa Castle Master wants to enter politics, then expanding his social circle is indeed a good way.”
“The business community can provide him with funding for social connections.”
"The political circles can provide him with some assistance."
"As for getting to know celebrities... it can provide them with the popularity they need most for the election."
Thinking of all this, Kōyū nodded in satisfaction. The explanation of entering politics completely explained Tamagawa Castle Master's behavior.
“But I can’t rule out the possibility that he just wants to make friends.” Guangyou lay on the bed, pulling the blanket over himself. “But I’m still a little worried that he has ulterior motives… Oh well, if he’s in politics, then it doesn’t conflict with me. Time to sleep…”
That's what he said, but Kōyū still couldn't help but overthink it. He turned his head to look in the direction of the hot spring and muttered to himself, "I hope I'm just overthinking it this time..."
After uttering a line in a childish and melodramatic way, Kwang-yu closed his eyes, preparing to meet the Duke of Zhou (a figure in Chinese mythology associated with dreams).
And so... nothing was said that night.
...
The next morning, when Guangyou woke up, it was already fully light outside.
He was the only one awake at that moment; Conan and Uncle Mori were still fast asleep.
The former was alright, lying obediently in bed, but Uncle Mori's sleeping posture was truly indescribable. He lay sprawled on the bedding, with the blankets kicked to the side.
As he was getting dressed, Kōyū glanced at the undignified sleeping uncle Mori and shook his head: "Drinking is harmful."
Guangyou didn't disturb the two of them while they were sleeping. After getting dressed, he quietly packed up the bedding and put it in the closet, then pushed open the door and went out.
The room next door is quite quiet; I guess Ai and Ran are still sleeping.
The morning air was very fresh, especially since the landscaping in the yard was quite good; Guangyou could clearly smell the earthy fragrance in the air.
The sky was pale blue at this time, with white clouds drifting lazily overhead. If you looked closely, you could even see a crescent moon on the other side of the sky.
"The weather's nice." Kōyū stretched, letting out a contented yawn, "Ugh~"
"Splash..."
Just then, the sound of a sliding door opening came from behind Guangyou, followed by a clear and crisp voice that put Guangyou in a good mood: "You got up pretty early."
"Aren't you the same?" Kōyū said, looking at Ai who had closed the sliding door and walked to his side. "Why didn't you sleep a little longer?"
Ai looked ahead and said, "I went to bed early last night and I've had enough sleep. Even if you let me sleep, I can't fall asleep."
After this topic ended, the two fell silent, standing quietly by the edge of the path, looking at the scenery, occasionally glancing at each other.
Their eyes met briefly, but they simply smiled and turned back to look at the scenery.
A few minutes later, Guangyou broke the silence, not by speaking, but by his stomach's rather disobedient protest: "Gurgle~"
Hehe~
Upon hearing this voice, Ai laughed instantly. After chuckling a few times, she took Kouyu's hand and said, "Let's not stand here anymore. Let's go and take care of your breakfast first."
Guangyou didn't feel awkward at all, and nodded with a smile: "Okay."
...
The Tamagawa family has no servants, which makes the courtyard seem rather deserted in the morning. If the courtyard were a bit more dilapidated, it would have the atmosphere of a horror movie.
Upon arriving at the restaurant, Guangyou could smell a delicious aroma even before entering.
As Guangyou pushed open the door and went inside, he saw that breakfast had already been set out on the dining table. The freshly cooked breakfast was still steaming, and the warmth of the room dispelled the chill from the two of them.
"Children, you can eat first if you are hungry."
At that moment, the kitchen door opened, and the Japanese woman came out carrying a plate with soup on it. "My husband has already instructed that you can eat first if you come, without waiting for others."
As she spoke, Mrs. Tamagawa placed the soups in front of each person's plate.
The two bowed slightly and thanked her, saying, "Thank you, Auntie."
"You're welcome. I'll head back to pack now." Mrs. Yuchuan maintained her perfectly timed smile. "I hope my breakfast suits your tastes."
After saying that, Mrs. Tamagawa took the plates back to the kitchen.
The breakfast selection was plentiful and the dishes were quite exquisite, but frankly speaking, the portions were not large.
Rice, fish, and miso soup are three very common foods on Japanese tables, so there's no need to elaborate.
Because this is a hot spring resort, everyone's breakfast includes a hot spring egg.
In addition, there were a few side dishes, but they were all small enough to be finished in just a bite or two.
This breakfast was truly abundant; apart from the portion being a bit small, it had no flaws whatsoever.
You see, normally at the firm, he and Xiaolan, who are both good at cooking, have to go to school and don't have time to make breakfast at all. They usually just grab a sandwich and a glass of milk and call it a day.
These are clearly much tastier and more nutritious than sandwiches and milk.
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