After breakfast, Charlie, who was idling, was dragged by Nanako into her boudoir.

It was the same scenario as when they were in Kyoto. Charlie was invited to sit on the tatami mat in her boudoir, where a plate of incense was burned, and a cup of Japanese matcha was prepared.

After that, she turned to Charlie. “Charlie-kun, I’d like to take a look at the financial statements and detailed information about my family’s business to familiarize myself with the operations as soon as possible. Please let me know if it bores you in any way.”

Charlie replied casually, “Don’t worry about me. I’m good. You should get to work. I’ll just be on my phone.”

In actual fact, Charlie disliked spending too much time on his phone. He was unlike current youngsters, always glued to technologies and their devices.

He was only browsing through his phone to read up on Tokyo’s news in hopes of getting some useful information about the situation.

Nanako, who was by his side, leaned over in front of the book