Chapter 4: The Shadow and the Mastermind
Monday. The chime rang, signaling the end of sixth period, and I let out a small yawn.
(That’s it for today’s classes, huh…)
Which means, from here on out—it’s time for the Management Game.
The Management Game is set to wrap up this Friday. It’s supposed to be a long game, spanning a month and a half, but since I’ve been tackling it with all I’ve got, it’s felt surprisingly short to me.
With only a week left, it’s no surprise everyone’s fired up. Even after homeroom, my classmates didn’t rush out of the classroom. Half of them set their laptops on their desks and dove straight into Management Game tasks.
But… something’s off.
“Huh?”
“No way…?”
“This is…”
One by one, the classmates who opened their laptops furrowed their brows.
(…What’s going on? Did something happen in the Management Game?)
Sensing the heavy atmosphere, I quickly opened my own laptop.
Logging into the game, I reflexively checked the news, as usual.
“…Huh?”
The Management Game’s news section.
There, two unbelievable headlines were lined up.
—Konohana Automotive Co., Ltd. has been found guilty of concealing a massive recall.
—Tennouji Pharma Co., Ltd. has been exposed for falsifying financial statements.
“…!?”
I was so shocked I couldn’t help but stand up.
No way…!
Hinako’s company and Tennouji-san’s company, hit with scandals—?
“K-Konohana-san!”
Unable to stay still, I called out to Hinako.
Just then, Hinako was being briefed by a female classmate sitting next to her. After staring intently at the laptop screen shown to her, Hinako quietly surveyed the classroom.
“Everyone, please don’t worry. I’m perfectly fine.”
Not a single twitch of her brow—Hinako was as composed as ever.
But this time… no matter how perfectly Hinako played the flawless Ojou-sama, she couldn’t erase the confusion rippling through our classmates.
“Pardon my intrusion.”
At that moment, a striking girl with golden blonde hair styled in vertical rolls stepped into our classroom.
“Tennouji-san…”
“We’re holding an emergency tea party.”
Tennouji-san looked at me, Taishou, Asahi-san… and finally, Hinako.
“You’ll be joining us, won’t you, Konohana Hinako?”
“…Yes.”
Hinako gave a quiet nod.
And so—the emergency tea party began.
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Perhaps because everyone wanted to discuss this crisis, the tea party saw full attendance despite its sudden start.
A tense atmosphere hung in the air… Tennouji-san took a sip of her tea, then let out a sigh.
“Honestly… to throw such an outrageous curveball at us at the very end.”
Her words made me tilt my head.
She’s definitely in a bind… but somehow, she doesn’t seem rattled.
“Tennouji-san… you’re awfully calm.”
“Panicking won’t help. Besides, this isn’t our fault.”
Tennouji-san’s fault…?
“This is an Academy event.”
Tennouji-san said, looking at me.
“Remember a while back? When the online retail giant Amazoness entered the logistics industry? It’s the same thing.”
She’s right, that did happen.
Back then, Taishou explained it to me. When the game starts to stagnate, the Academy sometimes throws in special events.
“…Tomonari-san. Did you really think I would make such a blunder?”
“N-No, I didn’t think it was likely, but…”
Still, it’s in the news, so if you asked if I completely ruled it out, I’d be lying.
“Konohana Hinako. Just to confirm, this is an event for you too, right?”
“Yes. I just received a notification to that effect.”
Hinako nodded, glancing at her laptop screen.
“I see… so it’s an event.”
Seeing their calm demeanors, I breathed a sigh of relief.
Thinking about it logically, it’s hard to imagine Hinako making such a massive mistake. Sure, she’s a bit of a slob at home, but once her switch flips, she can fool the entire school with her perfect Ojou-sama act. Plus, her practical skills have Kagen-san’s seal of approval.
But—
“…We can’t afford to be too relaxed.”
Tennouji-san murmured, her expression grave.
“In the past, students who failed to handle this event properly saw their second-semester grades plummet. Most likely, their Management Game scores tanked.”
“Tanked…? It’s that harsh?”
“It’s expected that you should be able to handle it.”
Tennouji-san replied matter-of-factly.
“I’m sure you’ve noticed, Tomonari-san, but the power balance in the Management Game mirrors reality almost perfectly. That’s why those from prestigious families can coast through from the start. …This event is designed to level that unfair advantage.”
I get it now…
Why were Hinako and Tennouji-san targeted for this event? Because both of them started the game at level 100.
The Konohana Group and Tennouji Group were massive from the outset, with financial power that left the rest of us classmates in the dust. In a way, these two were playing the game at level 100 from the start, dominating with their initial parameters.
So the Academy prepared a special event.
A challenge worthy of level 100 players—
“Still, isn’t this event a bit too brutal? Even for me, who dealt with the Amazoness incident firsthand, this feels excessive.”
“I agree. Compared to past events, this one’s on the tougher side, isn’t it?”
Taishou and Asahi-san said, their tones serious.
“It’s not every year you get students like me or Konohana Hinako.”
Tennouji-san’s right.
The Konohana Group and Tennouji Group are among the top corporate groups in the country. Having both of their daughters in our grade might just make our year an anomaly.
For an exceptional generation, an exceptional challenge.
That must be the answer Kiou Academy came up with.
“That said, I’ve been actively pursuing risky strategies like M&As, so compared to Konohana Hinako, my event is relatively manageable.”
Despite being level 100, Tennouji-san has taken bold risks, tackling challenges she created herself, which seems to have adjusted her event’s difficulty.
“By past standards, Miyakojima-san could’ve been targeted too… but likely for the same reason, she was spared.”
“…Yeah. I thought I might be a target, but since nothing’s happened at this point, I guess I’m in the clear.”
Narika seemed to know about the event triggers in advance.
Unlike Tennouji-san, Narika hasn’t focused on acquisitions, but she’s been churning out new products one after another—a bold strategy in its own right. The Academy probably judged she’s already handling appropriate challenges.
“…Hm? Wait… could it be…?”
“What’s up, Miyakojima-san?”
Noticing Narika’s puzzled look, Asahi-san asked.
“Oh, uh… now that I think about it, back when the Management Game started, my products kept getting copied by overseas competitors for some reason. It felt odd, but I didn’t think much of it and kept running my business. Then, before I knew it, those competitors went bankrupt. …Looking back, was that an event?”
Everyone stared at Narika in silence.
You…
Was that when you were developing custom running shoes and compression wear?
From what she said, it sounds like the overseas competitors copied Shimax’s products to steal market share. Of course, there’s no point in copying at a high price, so they undercut her. But Narika’s creativity outpaced them effortlessly. By rolling out new products like running shoes and compression wear, Shimax maintained its brand presence, and the competitors, unable to steal share, collapsed.
That’s probably… an event.
I can’t imagine anyone at this Academy daring to challenge Shimax head-on.
“…I’ve been thinking since the Management Game started that Miyakojima-san might be the biggest dark horse.”
“H-Huh? What? Did I do something weird…?”
Narika looked flustered, as if to say, Did I mess up again?
Oh, you’ve been messing up for ages…
“Konohana Hinako. Are you holding up?”
Tennouji-san turned to Hinako.
Hinako lowered her gaze slightly.
“I’d like to say I’m fine… but Konohana Automotive is a major pillar of my group. Rebuilding it will take some time. I may need to ask for your help.”
For Hinako, in full Ojou-sama mode, to show such vulnerability was rare.
Or rather, in a situation like this, not showing vulnerability would be stranger.
“Both of you, if I can help in any way, just say the word!”
“Me too! I’m in!”
Taishou and Asahi-san chimed in with reassuring confidence.
Narika, a beat behind, nodded vigorously in agreement.
“I appreciate the sentiment, but I’ll be fine.”
Tennouji-san said calmly, sipping her tea.
From behind her, a female student approached.
“Sorry, I’m late.”
“No, your timing is perfect.”
Setting her cup down, Tennouji-san looked at us.
“For this event… I’ll be tackling it with Suminoe-san.”
The girl standing behind Tennouji-san, Suminoe-san, gave a quiet bow.
It seems Tennouji-san had already secured a helper.
“You all know Suminoe-san’s capabilities. Plus, for some reason, she’s quite knowledgeable about my company, so I reached out to her.”
Wonder why that is…
When I glanced at Suminoe-san, she shot me a sharp glare.
Don’t say a word. Her eyes were practically shouting it.
“Got it. With Suminoe-san on board, you’re in good hands.”
“Hehe… thank you.”
Suminoe-san gave a soft smile at Asahi-san’s words.
“Suminoe-san, I’m counting on you.”
“Hau…!”
“? Suminoe-san, did you say something?”
“N-No… nothing.”
Suminoe-san’s cheeks flushed slightly as she brushed it off.
—Is this really going to be okay…?
—It’ll be fine, how rude of you…
We exchanged a silent conversation with our eyes.
“Well, time is short, so let’s call it a day.”
Tennouji-san stood up.
“Suminoe-san, for now, I’d like to focus on assessing the situation today. We’ll start planning tomorrow.”
“Understood.”
Tennouji-san hurried out of the café, heading toward the school gate.
She’d said her situation was less dire than Hinako’s, but falsified financials are no small matter. She played it cool during the tea party, but deep down, she must be frantic.
“Konohana-san!”
A voice called from near the café entrance.
“Um, we…”
“We thought we might be able to help…!”
As if they’d been waiting for the tea party to end, students who admired Hinako gathered around.
“…Thank you. May I hear what you have to say?”
“Y-Yes!”
Normally, Hinako handles most things on her own with ease, maintaining that perfect image… but this time, she’d take any help she could get.
With the group of students, Hinako left the café.
“Let’s go too.”
“Yeah!”
Taishou and Asahi-san joined the crowd.
I hesitated about following… but first, I glanced at the one person who stayed behind.
“…So, Suminoe-san, what’s your plan?”
“Oh? To think you’d speak to a loser like me. You’re so kind, Tomonari-san.”
“Loser…?”
That phrasing makes it hard to respond, so please stop.
“More importantly, shouldn’t you be a bit more worried?”
Worried?
Tilting my head, Suminoe-san pointed at me with a smug grin.
“Tennouji-sama chose me. In other words—when it matters most, the one she relies on isn’t you, but me!”
“Wh—!?”
W-Well, when you put it like that… it kinda feels true.
Both Hinako and Tennouji-san are grappling with rebuilding their companies. In times like these, a consultant would be the most useful. Yet Tennouji-san didn’t ask for my help.
Could it be… like Suminoe-san said…?
As I mulled it over, my smartphone buzzed in my pocket.
“…Oh, it’s Tennouji-san.”
“!?”
Suminoe-san looked shocked, as if to say, No way! But a phone call’s not that surprising.
Talk about timing.
“Tomonari-san. Are you free right now?”
“Yeah. We just parted ways, but what’s up?”
“It’s not a big deal… but I thought I should let you know.”
Tennouji-san sounded a bit hesitant.
“This event is more pressing for Konohana Hinako than for me. So, I’d like you to support her as much as you can.”
She continued.
“To be honest, I wanted to rely on you myself, but as the one who proposed the Tea Party Alliance, I have a duty to ensure everyone in the alliance achieves the best outcome. So… it’s not that I don’t trust you!”
I wasn’t even thinking that… She’s so kind.
And principled, too. To think not just of her own best move, but the best move for the entire alliance.
“Thank you for your consideration. If you ever need me, just say the word.”
“Yes… I’m counting on you for Konohana Hinako.”
With that, Tennouji-san hung up.
I slipped my phone back into my pocket… and looked at Suminoe-san.
“W-What’s with that smug grin…?”
“Oh, nothing. Just realizing how impressive Tennouji-san is, thinking so deeply about everything.”
“W-What did she say!?”
“Who knows? Why don’t you ask her yourself?”
“Y-You…! Just tell me, I’ll even bow my head…!”
She doesn’t need to do that—just ask Tennouji-san herself… But she’s probably still too nervous to talk to her properly.
Watching Suminoe-san turn red and bow her head, I leisurely sipped my tea.
Man, Kiou Academy’s tea is delicious.
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It was six in the evening when Hinako finished talking with her classmates.
Back home, Hinako trudged unsteadily to her room.
After dropping my things in my room, I headed to Hinako’s without even changing.
“Hinako.”
Hinako was slumped over her desk.
“You must be exhausted. You okay?”
“Ugh… I’m exhausted, but I have no choice but to push through.”
With a sluggish heave, Hinako props herself up and opens her laptop.
She probably wants nothing more than to dive into bed right now, but that’s not an option.
(Let’s get a grip on the situation.)
To support Hinako, I need to take a step back and look at the big picture again.
She opens her laptop on the table and launches the Management Game.
The latest news feed is still dominated by that topic.
—Tennouji Pharma Co., Ltd. has been exposed for accounting fraud.
Tennouji Pharma is a pharmaceutical company under the Tennouji Group, a subsidiary of Tennouji Chemical, the group’s core enterprise, and is listed on the Tokyo Stock Exchange Prime Market.
It’s come to light that this company was engaging in accounting fraud.
Accounting fraud happens when a company manipulates its financial records, falsifying reports—essentially inflating sales or cutting expenses to fake higher profits.
Why would they do something like that? Well, continuous losses make it hard to secure bank loans, and shareholders or business partners might jump ship. So, even if the reality is grim, they dress up as a thriving company.
Tennouji Pharma has been in the red for years. You’d think with a parent company like Tennouji Chemical, funding wouldn’t be an issue, but repeated business failures likely strained ties with shareholders and partners. Maybe they were desperate to keep a key client. That’s probably why they resorted to fraud. That’s the likely scenario.
Pretending to be profitable only to be exposed as a lie—accounting fraud is a scandal that tanks a company’s credibility.
How they plan to recover from this mess… I can’t even imagine.
(That said, I’ll leave that to Tennouji-san and Suminoe-san…)
Both are exceptional leaders. If those two team up, they’ll figure something out. It might be optimistic, but that’s what I believe.
Right now, my top priority is the other problem.
—Konohana Automotive Co., Ltd. has been exposed for concealing a massive recall.
Recall concealment—a scandal that’s no laughing matter.
The auto industry has a recall system. If a sold vehicle is found to have design or manufacturing defects, the company must repair it free of charge. It’s a critical system, now explicitly mandated by law.
Concealing such issues instead of addressing them is what’s called recall concealment.
In short, Konohana Automotive has been hiding defects in vehicles that should’ve triggered a recall.
Cars are entrusted with people’s lives. A design flaw could easily lead to fatalities. But recalls are insanely expensive. From what I’ve found, this recall involves roughly 500,000 vehicles. Collecting and repairing them all for free would mean catastrophic losses for Konohana Automotive.
Even so, human lives are irreplaceable—that’s the moral line. Yet Konohana Automotive hid it. As a result, their credibility is plummeting by the minute.
“Excuse me.”
A knock on the door, and Shizune-san steps inside.
“Ojou-sama, here are the updated documents you requested.”
“…Thanks.”
Hinako takes the tablet, her eyes flicking between it and the monitor.
I’d briefed Shizune-san on the situation in the car on the way back. Anticipating that many companies would shift their behavior in this crisis, Hinako had asked Shizune-san to meticulously update the data on their business partners.
“Also, a message from Kagen-sama.”
Hinako’s hands freeze.
Turning to face her, Shizune-san delivers the message with a grave expression.
“He says, ‘You must absolutely turn this around.’”
Shizune-san continues.
“This event is unprecedentedly harsh, but overcoming it will prove your true worth. Right now, the entire Academy is watching your every move. In other words, Ojou-sama—you’re being tested.”
Tested.
Is Hinako truly the perfect Ojou-sama?
Does she have what it takes to reign at the top of Kiou Academy?
“So, you must turn this around. That’s the message from Kagen-sama.”
“…I don’t need to be told that.”
Letting out a small sigh, Hinako turns back to her laptop.
Tennouji-san is probably facing this event with the same resolve. Failing to overcome it might brand her as ordinary—a humiliation she’d find unbearable.
“This is just my personal opinion, but… Kiou Academy can be a cruel place.”
Shizune-san says, gazing at Hinako’s back.
“Ojou-sama’s steady management style should be recognized as excellent in its own right, distinct from Tennouji-sama’s approach. Yet to burden only Ojou-sama with such a brutal event feels… unfair.”
“…Can’t be helped. The sponsors of the Management Game are often wealthy but not always business experts. Someone probably didn’t understand what you’re saying.”
It’s rare for Shizune-san to voice her frustrations so openly.
But Hinako accepts the situation logically.
(I should do something to help.)
Just sitting here watching won’t cut it. I approach Hinako.
“Hinako, any updates from Konohana Automotive since last night?”
“A lot’s happened… I’m summarizing it now.”
Her fingers clack on the keyboard as she speaks.
“…Something like this.”
Finishing her summary, Hinako tilts the monitor toward me.
A text file lays out Konohana Automotive’s current state.
First, their top shareholder, an overseas automaker, has terminated its capital partnership. That alone puts them in dire straits, but fortunately—or unfortunately—their stock price is tanking, so the shareholder isn’t selling yet.
The stock price, once near 2,000 yen, has plummeted to around 1,000 yen. Their market value has crashed from about one trillion yen to roughly 500 billion.
In the Management Game, plenty of companies can casually drop 500 billion yen, so Konohana Automotive risks being acquired. A falling stock price is a nightmare for the company but a golden opportunity for investors.
—Prevent an acquisition.
That’s likely our goal. A company with Konohana Automotive’s scale and track record won’t go bankrupt easily, but it’s surrounded by vultures. We need to act fast to keep them from being torn apart.
“What’s the movement on their stocks?”
“Several groups are already scooping up Konohana Automotive’s shares. Of course, there’s short-selling too…”
“…If we don’t act quickly, their stocks could be snatched up in one fell swoop.”
“Yeah… speed is everything.”
The vultures are already circling.
Among them are foreign companies and investors. If Konohana Automotive gets taken over by an overseas firm, what would happen to the employees’ lives? Their envisioned happiness would likely slip further away.
But then, a thought hits me.
(…Is there even anyone at this Academy who’d want to go against Hinako?)
From what I can see, the ones buying up Konohana Automotive’s stocks are AI-run companies. Our classmates are all rooting for her. Konohana Automotive is undeniably in a life-or-death crisis, but thanks to Hinako’s usual conduct, the worst-case scenario seems avoidable with room to spare.
Maybe there aren’t any formidable vultures out there.
Honestly, is there even a manager at this Academy capable of outsmarting Hinako? At best, maybe Tennouji-san or Narika, but they’re on our side.
If that’s the case, this event… maybe Hinako can breeze through it.
“…Hm.”
A notification pops up in Hinako’s email inbox.
She opens it immediately, and I catch the subject line.
“A proposal for investment and partnership from Hamada Automotive…?”
Hamada Automotive is a company run by AI, not a student. The email’s body is mechanical, concise, and straight to the point.
Hamada Automotive is offering to invest in 34% of Konohana Automotive’s shares—exactly enough to gain voting rights and influence management. But this—
“…Not bad.”
Hinako murmurs softly.
The current top shareholder, the overseas automaker, holds about 30% of the shares. If Hamada Automotive joins, roughly 70% of the shares would be evenly distributed, preventing any third party—company or investor—from grabbing over 50% and taking control.
“I’ve gotten investment proposals from others at the Academy too, but… their terms are the best.”
Hamada Automotive is a giant on par with Konohana Automotive. Securing investment from a company like that would signal a comeback—something the public would eat up. That trust could keep shareholders from bailing.
If they don’t restore trust quickly, Konohana Automotive’s stock price will keep tanking.
So, like Hinako said, speed is critical, but—
(…Something feels off.)
Checking Hamada Automotive’s data on my laptop, I feel a strange unease.
I can’t quite explain it. But… I don’t trust this company.
“…Hinako, is this company really okay?”
Hamada Automotive is supposed to be AI-run. Yet, for some reason, I sense… hostility lurking behind their data.
But why?
There’s no one at this Academy who’d want to sabotage Hinako…
“It just… feels bad.”
It’s an indescribable discomfort.
It’s too flimsy a reason to convince anyone, but I can’t help voicing it. I don’t know why, but accepting investment from this company feels dangerous.
“…I trust Izuki.”
Hinako murmurs,
“So… I’m officially hiring Tomonari Consulting.”
She looks me straight in the eyes.
“Save Konohana Automotive. But time’s short—give me a solid proposal within three days.”
Hinako stares at me intently.
Meeting her expectations, I nod firmly.
“Got it.”
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The next day after school.
“Konohana-san! I was thinking yesterday, and—”
“Konohana-san, my company could invest this much—”
Students eager to help Hinako pour into the classroom. I glance at the scene while packing my textbooks, then head out to find a quiet place to focus.
Hinako, swamped with meetings with classmates, has decided to stay late all week until the Management Game ends.
If we find a partner better than Hamada Automotive among our classmates, my concerns would vanish, but… that’s probably a long shot.
My task is straightforward.
First, figure out what’s behind the unease I feel about Hamada Automotive.
And if we can’t rely on their investment—come up with an alternative.
(Simple to say, but not easy to do.)
I haven’t got a single idea for an alternative yet.
The goal is to restore trust in Konohana Automotive, but the company itself is too weakened to stand alone, so external help is ideal.
For me, business is about connections.
If I can’t step up in a situation like this, what’s the point?
“Izuki.”
A voice calls out as I walk down the hallway.
“Narika? What’s up?”
“Well… I was just wondering how Konohana-san’s doing.”
Narika fidgets, speaking hesitantly.
“She’s still talking with classmates. Want me to call her?”
“Oh, no, it’s not like I have a proposal or anything. I’m just… a bit worried.”
Worried. A word that wouldn’t come up unless she saw Hinako as a dear friend.
I can’t help but smile. Back when I first became Hinako’s caretaker, she took a break from the Academy due to stress from acting, and no one worried about her then.
This time is different. That thought fills me with inexplicable joy.
“Narika, you free today?”
“Huh? Oh, yeah, I am.”
“How about a strategy session at the café? Let’s figure out what we can do.”
“…Yeah! Let’s do it!”
I head to the café with Narika.
On the way, I fill her in on Konohana Automotive’s situation.
“…I see. So Konohana-san’s considering Hamada Automotive’s investment.”
We settle at the café, and after ordering, Narika speaks.
“But you’re against it, right, Izuki?”
“Yeah. Though my reasons are pretty much nonexistent…”
“…No, I trust you. You’ve got a track record, after all.”
Her immediate trust catches me off guard, leaving me momentarily speechless.
It’s just like Hinako. Narika believes in me wholeheartedly too.
To live up to that faith, I need to uncover the truth behind Hamada Automotive’s unsettling vibe.
“I’ve been studying stocks lately, inspired by you, Izuki. What if they issued non-voting shares to accept investment? That way, even if Hamada Automotive’s up to something, they couldn’t meddle in management.”
She’s talking about non-voting shares, right?
Like golden shares, they’re a special type of stock.
Narika’s learned a lot in a short time. But—
“…With this recall scandal, Konohana Automotive’s corporate culture is under scrutiny. Clinging to insider-only management now would risk alienating shareholders even more.”
“Oh… so just preventing a takeover isn’t enough?”
“Right. We need to restore trust.”
She gets it quickly, so I add some context.
“Hamada Automotive’s offer is appealing because it signals Konohana Automotive’s intent to reform its culture. They’re in the same industry, roughly the same size. Letting Hamada take some control shows they’re serious about internal fixes.”
In other words, Hamada would perform surgery on Konohana Automotive. Plus, a partnership could spark new ventures. That narrative could hold shareholders’ loyalty, convincing them Konohana Automotive still has growth potential.
“…Guess my half-baked ideas won’t cut it.”
Narika gives a weak smile.
“No, that’s not true. It just didn’t fit this specific case…”
“You don’t need to cheer me up. You’re amazing, Izuki. In just a month and a half, you’ve become unbelievably sharp about business. No wonder Konohana-san keeps you close.”
Narika says, her gaze dropping to her laptop screen.
“Actually, I had a proposal I wanted to pitch to Konohana-san before the Management Game ends. But with things like this, it’s probably impossible…”
She sounds dejected.
But I know better. Narika underestimates herself, but her skills are top-notch.
“…Can I hear about your proposal?”
“Sure. It’s this kind of venture…”
Narika turns her laptop toward me.
It seems she wanted to form a business partnership with Hinako’s company.
Reading the details, I—
“…Let’s do it.”
“Huh?”
“You’ve got a knack for business ideas, Narika. And a company like Shimax is a perfect partner for Konohana Automotive.”
This could work.
Seeing her plan, I’m convinced.
If we can push Narika’s proposal forward—Konohana Automotive can be saved.
“Narika, let’s save Konohana-san together.”
I say, looking straight at her.
Narika presses her lips together firmly.
“…Before the sports festival, Konohana-san helped me make friends.”
Yeah, I remember that.
With determination in her eyes, Narika speaks.
“I’ve always wanted to repay that kindness. Now it’s my turn to help her!”
We stand up together, clasping hands.
Wait for us, Hinako.
We’ll carve out the best possible future.
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The next day after school, I’m at the café with Narika, working.
“Narika, how’s your progress?”
“I think I’ve got the basics ready. Now it’s about preparing materials to convince Konohana-san.”
We’re moving faster than planned.
Narika’s clearly fired up. With only three days left in the Management Game, there’s no time to hesitate.
“What about you, Izuki? Any luck with the Hamada Automotive issue?”
“…Still nothing concrete.”
My progress is the problem.
“I found one thing with a quick search: the whistleblower who exposed Konohana Automotive’s recall cover-up was a Hamada Automotive employee.”
“What!? Then they’re definitely suspicious!”
“I want to think that, but since Hamada and Konohana have business ties, it could’ve just come up naturally…”
Right now, it’s just a hunch.
I’m digging into Hamada Automotive based on instinct, but I can’t let myself assume they’re scheming without evidence. It’s entirely possible my investigation turns up nothing.
—You have a talent for seeing beyond the data. You’re vaguely aware of it, aren’t you?
I recall what Takuma-san once told me.
—But it’s still not enough. That sense can be expanded even further. …From now on, it’s not just the face of a manager you should look at, but the faces of the shareholders too.
Takuma-san said my talent could be expanded even further.
(The faces of shareholders…)
I make a call to Shizune-san.
Shizune-san picks up right away.
“What’s up?”
“Shizune-san, can I get the shareholder registry for Konohana Automotive?”
“As it happens, I have data that Ojou-sama shared with me last night. I’ll send it over.”
“Thank you so much.”
Using a file transfer service, I receive the data from Shizune-san.
I’ve got my hands on the semi-annual shareholder registry for Konohana Automotive. By cross-referencing this with the financial statements I already have, I start analyzing the data.
…Trust your instincts.
I make a list of shareholders who seem suspicious or give off a bad vibe.
Since I have the semi-annual registries, I can roughly tell when each shareholder bought their stock. Normally, people buy stock when they sense a company’s performance is about to improve or when the stock price drops, making it a good time to buy. Either way, there’s always a correlation between Konohana Automotive’s performance and the timing of stock purchases.
And yet, there are a few people who bought stock at times that don’t align with this correlation.
“…Who are these shareholders?”
There are several unsettling major shareholders whose backgrounds are unclear.
They’re buying stock at inexplicable times. And it’s not like they’re purchasing small amounts for pocket change—they’re investing substantial sums, enough to become major shareholders.
(…In the last two years, the number of unknown shareholders has spiked?)
Staring at the monitor, I mull over this sense of unease.
“Izuki, something wrong?”
“…There are some shady shareholders in Konohana Automotive. And ever since the Management Game started, their numbers have been growing.”
This feels suspicious. …I’d better look into it.
“I’ll have an external agency investigate. It might connect the dots.”
Switching screens, I check the companies participating in the Management Game. I find a reliable investigation agency and immediately send a request.
“…Alright, I’ve got a draft done!”
Narika, who’d been working in front of me, exclaims with a fired-up voice.
“Izuki, can you take a look?”
“Got it.”
I read the file Narika sent me.
“This is solid. If we had a bit more detailed data, it’d be even more convincing…”
“Hmm… For that, it might be faster to ask my parents.”
True, when it comes to Shimax, Narika’s parents would be the quickest source.
Still, this document… it’s really well done.
“…Narika, why don’t you present this yourself?”
“Huh!? N-no, but I thought you were going to do it, Izuki…”
“That was the plan, but it feels like a waste for me to present such a great document.”
Originally, Narika was supposed to prepare the materials, and I’d use them to pitch to Hinako. But after seeing the draft, I changed my mind.
It felt like I’d be stealing her thunder if I presented it.
“B-but… I’m still not great at speaking in front of people…”
“It’s just Hinako, right? If it gets tough, I’ll step in, so you’ll be fine.”
If anything, it’d be good practice for her.
When I ask her earnestly, Narika eventually nods.
“…O-okay. I’ll give it a shot!”
She totally flubs her words.
Seeing Narika’s face turn bright red, I think to myself… Maybe I made the wrong call.
“W-well then, Izuki, I’m gonna head home first and show this draft to my family.”
“Yeah, let me know right away if anything comes up.”
Narika bolts out of there like she’s escaping.
I need to focus on my own tasks.
For the next hour or so, I dig into Hamada Automotive’s data—until…
“Izuki…”
A hoarse voice calls out from behind me.
Turning around, I see Hinako standing there, looking like she’s on the verge of collapse.
“You okay, Hinako?”
“I’m… so… tired…”
Since no one else is around, we drop the formalities and talk casually.
But a staff member soon approaches.
“Have you decided on your order?”
“Yes, a blend coffee, please.”
In an instant, Hinako slips into her refined Ojou-sama mode and orders her coffee.
“Phew…”
Once the staff leaves, Hinako lets out a deep sigh and slumps in her seat.
She looks way more exhausted than usual. Even though it’s for the sake of saving Konohana Automotive, she must’ve been swarmed and overwhelmed by all sorts of students.
Her coffee arrives, and Hinako takes a sip.
“…Tomorrow after school, we’re holding a meeting in the lounge.”
She says, staring at her coffee cup.
“There are too many proposals… so I’ll hear them all at once there.”
It seems like so many students flooded her today that she couldn’t handle them all in one day.
Setting up a formal discussion like this is a solid idea.
“Hinako, can I join that meeting too?”
When I ask, Hinako tilts her head curiously.
“You know I’d listen to anything you have to say, Izuki, anytime.”
“That’s not good enough.”
I shake my head and explain.
“This academy is full of people who genuinely care about you, Hinako. If I push them aside just because I’m your caretaker, that’d probably… be unfair, right?”
I’m not sure if I’m getting my point across, but Hinako gives a small nod.
“So, just for tomorrow, can you treat me like everyone else?”
“Like everyone else…?”
“I want to offer my opinion to you on the same level as the others. …If you’re planning to accept investment from Hamada Automotive, I’ll argue against it in front of everyone. And if my opinion’s off the mark, you can shut me down completely.”
That’s probably the mindset everyone else will bring to the meeting.
So I want to take on the same risk.
“Just for tomorrow, I want you to forget I’m your caretaker.”
Back when Suminoe-san almost took over Tomonari Gifts, Hinako offered me a lifeline. But I refused because I didn’t want to be saved out of pity.
It’s the same now. I don’t want my opinion to be accepted out of kindness.
I’m serious about wanting to help Hinako in my own way.
And that’s exactly why I want Hinako to take me seriously too.
“So, what you’re saying is…”
Hinako says, thinking it over.
“You want me to… see you as an equal?”
Hearing her interpretation, I freeze for a moment.
But… yeah, that’s exactly it.
That’s what I’m after.
“…Yeah. I know I’m not on your level, but please.”
I bow my head and ask earnestly.
“…Alright.”
After a moment of thought, Hinako agrees.
“But are you sure about this?”
Hinako’s tone shifts.
The air feels like it’s suddenly grown tense.
Hinako lifts her cup with graceful precision, sipping her coffee without a sound. Her posture is perfectly straight, her silky hair swaying lightly. Her intelligent eyes and elegant demeanor make her seem like a refined Ojou-sama straight out of a storybook…
Yeah… that’s right.
Talking to Hinako as an equal means—
“Don’t forget—I’m known as the perfect Ojou-sama, you know?”
It means facing Hinako as the perfect Ojou-sama head-on.
A shiver runs through my body.
That shiver—it must be the thrill of a warrior ready for battle.
“Yeah… I know.”
◆
The next day after school.
The moment classes end, more than half the students in the classroom stand up. Among them, Hinako strides out without glancing around. I, along with the other students, follow her.
Our destination is the lounge. Normally, the lounge at Kiou Academy is used for VIP guests to relax, but today, Hinako has reserved it. As Hinako approaches the lounge doors, a man in a suit waiting nearby bows and opens the door for her.
Led by Hinako, the students file into the lounge.
The number of people… close to a hundred, maybe? Given that it’s the final stretch of the Management Game, many students can’t participate, but the turnout is still impressive. Looking around, I spot Taishou and Asahi-san in the distance. Looks like they’re joining the meeting too.
At the entrance, I grab a copy of the distributed materials.
In the center of the lounge, a projector is set up on a table.
“I’m Konohana Hinako. Thank you all for gathering here today.”
Once everyone’s inside, Hinako’s voice echoes through the room.
She stands on a platform, holding a microphone.
“With only two days left until the Management Game ends, I can’t thank you enough for showing such interest in my company.”
As always, her tone is neither too stiff nor too casual, delivered with a refined voice.
“Now, since time is limited, let’s get to the point… One of the companies I manage, Konohana Automotive, is currently in a dire situation. I’d like to hear your ideas for overcoming this crisis. From investment offers to strategic plans, I’m open to anything.”
In reality, it’s less that Hinako sought proposals and more that she was overwhelmed by them, but she’s framing it gracefully to give others the spotlight.
That small gesture seems to work, as the students in the lounge brim with enthusiasm.
“By the way, the plan I’m currently considering most seriously, as detailed in your materials, is accepting investment from Hamada Automotive. Data on Hamada Automotive is included as well.”
I flip through the materials to confirm.
They detail Hamada Automotive’s offer to invest in 30% of the shares, along with comprehensive information about the company.
“Now, if anyone has a proposal, please raise your hand.”
At Hinako’s words, a ton of people shoot their hands up.
An attendant passes a microphone to one of the raised hands.
“I’m Tateishi from Omuron Corporation. Please, consider my company’s investment—”
The students’ proposals kick off in earnest.
“I’m Kuroda from Kokuyou Corporation. My proposal is—”
One after another, people step up to help Hinako in her crisis. Some even connect their laptops to the projector, using slides to enhance their presentations.
Everyone here is a student of Kiou Academy. They’re well-versed in business and have the assets to back their investments. But—
“I’m sorry, but it’s a bit difficult to adopt that proposal.”
Hinako doesn’t take their hands.
“Please look at the materials. Hamada Automotive isn’t just offering investment; they’re also considering future business partnerships. …I appreciate your enthusiasm, but without at least this level of vision, Konohana Automotive can’t regain its trust. I’m not just looking for money.”
“It’s…”
The proposing student struggles to respond.
It’s understandable. …Everyone knows this much. But even so, no one could propose a business plan truly beneficial to Konohana Automotive. Why? Because it’s Konohana Automotive, led by the academy’s top Ojou-sama, Konohana Hinako. Investing might be feasible, but proposing a business plan means working side by side with them. Ordinary strength can’t bear the weight of Konohana Automotive. Hamada Automotive is one of the rare exceptions.
“My, what a grand affair.”
Suddenly, a distinctive voice calls out from behind.
Before I know it, a girl with blonde vertical rolls is standing beside me.
“Tennouji-san. Is everything okay with your event?”
“Thanks to Suminoe-san’s efforts, we’ve mostly wrapped things up. By improving cash flow, we eliminated the cause of the falsified financials and laid out a clear path to profitability. We considered temporarily delisting to clean things up, but it looks like we won’t need to go that far.”
It seems Tennouji-san’s side has reached some resolution.
I had faith in them, but those two really are exceptional.
“I just got here, but how many have been shot down so far?”
“About twenty, I’d say… They’re being rejected pretty bluntly.”
“Considering some proposals overlap, it’s probably closer to seventy percent shot down in total. No wonder the air feels so heavy.”
Hamada Automotive’s terms are just too good.
At first, tons of people were raising their hands, but now it’s down to just two or three. The atmosphere in the lounge is growing heavier by the minute.
“Hehe… Maybe she’ll end up disliked at this rate.”
“…You can be a bit wicked sometimes, Tennouji-san.”
“Just kidding. …Look over there.”
I glance where Tennouji-san is pointing.
The students there are trembling slightly, their whole bodies shaking.
“Damn it… Am I really not good enough to help Konohana-san…!?”
“I hate how powerless I am… I need to study harder to keep up…!!”
They’re clenching their fists, visibly frustrated.
“If anything, she’s gaining more fervent followers.”
“…Yeah.”
The students at Kiou Academy are surprisingly resilient…
Maybe it’s because they’ve been trained with elite education since childhood, building not just knowledge but mental toughness too. Strict etiquette lessons, dining with unfamiliar adults… They’ve had plenty of chances to forge their resolve.
Outsmarting people like that won’t be easy.
“…Alright, I’m up next.”
“Huh?”
Ignoring Tennouji-san’s surprise, I raise my hand.
Ordinary strength can’t support Konohana Automotive.
So—I’ll bring extraordinary strength.
◇
“Next person…”
Having rejected Teppan Printing’s proposal, Hinako shifts her gaze to the next student.
Only one person has their hand raised. Seeing their face, Hinako’s eyes waver slightly.
An attendant hands the microphone to that student.
“I’m Tomonari Izuki from Tomonari Consulting.”
A murmur ripples through the students in the lounge.
(…Here he comes.)
While listening to the other students’ proposals, Hinako had been scanning the lounge for Izuki. She’d spotted him a while ago but didn’t know when he’d raise his hand, so she’d been on edge the whole time. Maybe he wanted to hear the others’ proposals first to use them as a reference.
“…Go ahead.”
Suppressing her inner turmoil, Hinako permits Izuki to present.
“I’ll start by explaining the risks.”
Izuki connects his laptop to the projector, displaying his materials on the large screen.
“Handing shares to Hamada Automotive could lead to a takeover of the company.”
A blunt and clear warning spills from Izuki’s mouth.
Unlike the other students, who focused on pitching their own companies, Izuki begins by addressing the risks of Hamada Automotive.
“While investigating Konohana Automotive, I discovered several suspicious major shareholders. After having an external agency look into it, it became clear that every one of them is tied to Hamada Automotive.”
The students in the lounge stir audibly.
Izuki projects a document about Konohana Automotive’s shareholders onto the screen. It’s all publicly available information from financial statements—nothing confidential.
“If Konohana Automotive accepts Hamada Automotive’s investment, their shareholding ratio, combined with these major shareholders, would exceed forty percent. …At that point, it’s within takeover range. If they launch a TOB to scoop up shares, Konohana Automotive could be taken over.”
The students visibly waver at Izuki’s words and the contents of his materials.
Is that really true? If so, isn’t Hamada Automotive a bad move? …Voices like these echo from all corners.
(I trust everything Izuki says, but…)
Hinako shifts her gaze from the materials to Izuki.
Izuki was staring at me with a serious expression.
(Izuki… he said he wants to stand as my equal.)
Everyone else looks at me with reverence.
But Izuki was different. He showed me his desire to stand by my side.
And Hinako, in all honesty, found that feeling genuinely delightful.
(That’s why… I can’t hold back.)
No mercy is needed. That’s what Izuki said.
What Izuki seeks is an honest, forthright dialogue.
Hinako resolved to meet Izuki’s feelings head-on.
—Because I like Izuki.
And that’s exactly why—I’ll face him with everything I’ve got.
“What are the benefits of Hamada Automotive acquiring Konohana Automotive?”
Hinako asked, looking straight at Izuki.
“These two companies have similar operations. Considering the market size, expanding existing businesses doesn’t seem realistic. It feels like the acquisition wouldn’t yield results worth the cost.”
The students in the lounge nodded in agreement with Hinako’s statement.
A headwind began to form against Izuki.
But Izuki didn’t flinch.
“That’s only true domestically.”
Izuki declared sharply.
He wasn’t answering on the fly. …It was clear he’d anticipated this counterargument from the start.
“Most likely, what Hamada Automotive wants from Konohana Automotive is the know-how for expanding light vehicles overseas. …Konohana Automotive succeeded in launching light vehicles internationally a year ago. Overseas expansion of light vehicles has been challenging due to the need to pass certification tests in various countries, but Konohana Automotive’s success has given them a step ahead of competitors in this field.”
Izuki flipped to the next slide. It displayed data showing Konohana Automotive’s light vehicle sales as second in the domestic market, along with news articles about their overseas expansion.
…He’s really done his homework.
This isn’t just talent or intuition—it’s sheer grit. The automotive industry must be outside Izuki’s expertise, yet he managed to research this thoroughly in such a short time.
“Hamada Automotive has long seen overseas expansion as a challenge. By leveraging Konohana Automotive’s technology and know-how, they could dominate the global light vehicle market in one fell swoop and sell their existing vehicles through expanded sales channels.”
“…But that still doesn’t provide evidence of Hamada Automotive’s intent to acquire.”
“Either way, having over forty percent of Konohana Automotive’s shares controlled by Hamada Automotive and its affiliates is a significant risk. It shouldn’t be overlooked.”
Exactly. Regardless of Hamada Automotive’s motives, having forty percent of the shares in their hands is dangerous.
Before I knew it, the atmosphere in the lounge had grown tense. …Everyone knows we’re members of the esteemed Tea Party Alliance and close friends. No one could’ve imagined the two of us engaging in such a heated verbal duel in front of an audience.
Yet… strangely, Hinako didn’t feel bad about it.
The more we talked, the more Izuki’s earnest feelings came through.
His desire to help me was palpable.
“…As expected of the renowned consultant.”
Izuki blinked, looking like a pigeon hit by a peashooter. “Huh?”
I wasn’t saying it to flatter him.
Didn’t he notice how the room stirred when he introduced himself? …Izuki is the center of attention right now. He made waves by fending off the SIS acquisition, and his consulting work for Shimax, J’s Holdings, and Taishou Movers skyrocketed his reputation.
At this point, there’s no one at the academy who doesn’t know Izuki’s name.
He’s probably… not all that aware of it, Hinako thought.
“I understand your point about the risks.”
Hinako nodded.
It almost looked like… a declaration of defeat.
“Then—”
“—However, those risks are worth overcoming.”
Raising her face, Hinako locked eyes with Izuki.
Pierced by the perfect Ojou-sama’s gaze, Izuki faltered slightly.
“If we accept Hamada Automotive’s investment, my first request would be to overhaul the development department. …It’s embarrassing to admit, but after the recall cover-up, Konohana Automotive’s corporate culture needs a complete transformation. We need a fresh breeze from the outside.”
“…Does it have to be Hamada Automotive?”
“We’ve collaborated with Hamada Automotive on commercial vehicles in the past. They’re a known quantity, so to speak. No other company could do it.”
It was a flawless rebuttal.
It was the kind of claim that could leave someone stumped, wondering how to respond.
But hearing Hinako’s dismissive remark, Izuki… flashed a bold grin.
“So, what you need is a company you can trust to handle your organization, right?”
Izuki hadn’t given up.
He exuded confidence, as if he’d anticipated even this statement from Hinako.
“Then I’ll provide that company.”
With that, Izuki turned around—and handed the microphone he was holding to the girl behind him.
“Narika.”
“Got it.”
Izuki and the girl behind him—Narika—raised their free hands simultaneously,
“Baton pass!”
A crisp high-five echoed through the room.
…That looked kinda fun, Hinako thought jealously.
But she quickly brushed aside such frivolous feelings.
Seeing the serious expression on the girl gripping the microphone, Hinako realized she had to get serious or risk being overwhelmed.
“Miyakojima Narika of Shimax. I’ll take it from here.”
◇
Entrusted with the microphone and the stage, Narika continued.
“Right now, my company is working with Tomonari Consulting to start a new venture. That venture is—”
Narika said, locking eyes with Hinako.
“—entering the motorsport industry.”
New materials appeared on the screen.
Izuki had moved to the background, switching the slides for her.
“Shimax has always developed safety boots and special-material clothing used in motorsports. But this time, we’re going further, aiming to develop seats, helmets, and more. We want to make Shimax’s brand synonymous with motorsports.”
She wanted to dive deeper into the world of motorsports.
That was Narika’s vision.
“And for that, we want Konohana Automotive’s help.”
Izuki switched the slide.
“Konohana Automotive has a sports brand, Konohana Rally, with a fifty-year legacy. Konohana Rally is a heritage brand still aiming to compete in the World Rally Championship and Dakar Rally. We want to partner with you, trusting in that track record.”
Konohana Rally, a team under Konohana Automotive, has existed for fifty years.
Shimax would fully support that team.
“Furthermore, Shimax promises to match Hamada Automotive’s investment amount.”
The students in the lounge let out impressed “oohs.”
“That sounds like an exciting venture…”
“With Shimax’s scale, it’s not just a pipe dream…”
Shimax isn’t the industry’s top company for nothing. Their funds are plentiful.
Having heard the proposal, Hinako brought the microphone to her lips.
“…It’s a very compelling proposal.”
Her refined, clear voice echoed through the lounge.
“But let me ask one thing. Why Konohana Automotive? We’re not the only automaker with a sports brand.”
“That’s…”
That’s… what was the answer to that question again?
The script she’d prepared in her head started to fade, and Narika instinctively glanced around.
“Ugh—!”
Eyes.
Eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes—.
It shouldn’t have bothered her, but suddenly her heart shrank.
The moment she became aware of it, her tongue froze.
(I-I mean, I was only planning to present to Hinako alone… I didn’t expect to speak in front of such a huge crowd…!)
She hadn’t known there’d be a gathering.
She hadn’t known so many people would be here.
Her body started trembling on its own.
“Narika, calm down.”
Izuki, standing nearby, whispered softly.
(…Izuki’s watching.)
Izuki was gazing at her with a serious expression.
That gaze—it was exactly the same as the other students’.
(…Oh.)
In that moment, Narika realized.
(That’s right… They believe in me.)
Izuki’s gaze held a sense of trust.
If so, then the other students, looking at her with the same expression, must also believe in her.
It wasn’t just Izuki. Everyone believed in her.
In Miyakojima Narika as a person…
(I… I have to live up to that trust.)
She’d been mistaken.
She’d thought strangers were something to fear.
But she was wrong. They were like Izuki—her allies, believing in her.
…Izuki had told her.
That she was amazing. That she could hold her head high.
Yet she’d stayed timid, always denying it with “that’s not true.”
But that—it was a betrayal.
Everyone here was the same. They probably all wanted to help Hinako, yet now they were listening to her earnestly, believing her words had value.
—She had to respond.
Everyone believed in her, but if she stayed timid, that would be a betrayal.
(I’m still timid and lack confidence…)
But there’s one thing I can say.
I don’t want to betray Izuki—or everyone else.
That’s when she thought she heard Izuki’s voice.
—Go all out and nail it—!!
She remembered what Izuki had said to her during the finals of the competition.
Back then, she’d just followed instinctively, but now she truly understood.
She remembered. If she thought about it, they’d always been there from the start. During those finals, most people feared her, but if she looked closely, there were those cheering her on earnestly. She’d ignored them or didn’t understand their meaning, pushing them away—.
They’d always been there. Allies. Friends. People who believed in her—.
Izuki had taught her that.
Thanks to Izuki bringing those people into her life, she’d finally realized it.
(…I’m such a lucky person.)
She didn’t want to betray them anymore.
So from now on, she’d go all out every day. Act freely. Talk about whatever she loved. Throw herself into everything with all her heart—.
As long as someone out there believed in her.
I’m—done with half-measures.
“…Because I believe Konohana-san can pull it off.”
Behind her, Izuki flinched slightly.
No wonder—she’d gone off-script.
But that was fine now.
No materials, no prepared lines, all ad-lib… but that was okay.
Go all out and nail it.
That’s what Izuki had said.
“I don’t just believe in Konohana Automotive—I believe in Konohana-san.”
“What… does that mean?”
“Konohana-san’s management is remarkable. Massive sales growth, expanded market share, carbon-neutral initiatives, battery reuse research, and light vehicle overseas expansion… Konohana-san’s achievements are countless. That’s why I want to borrow her strength, no one else’s.”
Hinako’s eyes widened.
What Narika had just listed were the accomplishments Hinako had built up in the Management Game. Some even dated back to the very start of the game, projects Hinako had spearheaded.
Why do you know so much about me…?
Hinako’s gaze asked the question.
—Obviously.
You don’t not research your rival.
She’d been watching her all along.
Miyakojima Narika had always had her eye on Konohana Hinako.
“Konohana-san.”
Narika stepped forward slowly, climbing onto the stage.
It was just for show, for now.
But—one day, she’d stand side by side with her for real.
“Will you take my hand? I… I want to work with you, Konohana-san.”
Standing on the stage, she extended her hand to the perfect Ojou-sama before her.
Hinako blinked in surprise.
But soon, she smiled softly.
“…You’ve got me. To think you’d place your bet on me personally, not just the company.”
Hinako said, her expression almost resigned.
“There’s no greater honor. …I’ll accept your proposal.”
Hinako took the outstretched hand.
◆
With Hinako and Narika teaming up, Konohana Automotive’s recovery was a success.
The news of Shimax’s full-fledged entry into the motorsport industry sent ripples through the public, shareholders, and investors. That excitement helped restore trust in Konohana Automotive.
When Shimax announced its investment in Konohana Automotive, they made it clear they’d address the company’s corporate culture head-on. Thanks to thorough discussions with Hinako, I managed to come up with a solid plan for those reforms, earning the shareholders’ approval.
We avoided the acquisition, and trust was restored to some extent. The recall cover-up was undeniably a grave sin, but at the very least, Hinako secured a future for Konohana Automotive and its employees.
So, for now… you could say we reached an ideal conclusion, right?
And then, after school on Friday.
That day, no one left the classroom after school. Everyone stayed seated, waiting quietly. A laptop sat open on each desk.
Five minutes later, our homeroom teacher, Fukushima-sensei, spoke up.
“—As of this moment, the Management Game is officially over!!”
With that signal, my classmates finally relaxed their shoulders.
“That was looong~”
“Ughhh! I’m exhausted~~~!”
Taishou and Asahi-san also let go of their tension, slumping in relief.
(Everyone’s turning into Hinako…)
For the usually well-mannered students of Kiou Academy, this was rare. Just for today, no one bothered hiding their exhaustion, leaning back in their chairs or collapsing onto their desks.
We might never see a scene like this again.
“Alright! Now it’s time for the results! If you’re curious, don’t close your laptops yet~!”
Fukushima-sensei was more excited than usual.
I opened the Management Game screen. The game was over, so no more inputs were possible, but the staff credits were rolling.
…For a moment, Takuma-san’s name flashed by.
I owed him a lot. I’d have to thank him properly once things settled down.
After the credits, the various rankings were announced.
—Market Capitalization Ranking.
The market capitalization is a value calculated by multiplying the number of issued shares by the stock price, essentially representing the company’s worth itself.
In short, this is a comprehensive ranking that determines the superiority or inferiority of companies.
1st: Konohana Financial Group Co., Ltd.
2nd: Tennouji Financial Group Co., Ltd.
“Kyaaaahhh!!”
“Huh!?”
Did I just hear Tennouji-san’s scream!?
No way. The classroom is pretty far away… and it reached all the way here?
The rankings are displayed in order from first place.
4th: Tennouji Commerce Co., Ltd.
5th: Konohana Commerce Co., Ltd.
“Oooohohoho!!”
Phew… it seems her mood has improved.
As expected, Hinako and Tennouji-san are overwhelming. Since their groups are so massive, various companies under them appear on the ranking.
By the way, this ranking seems to exclude companies operated by AI.
7th: Shimax Co., Ltd.
Here comes Narika’s company.
Market capitalization varies greatly depending on the size of the market. As a result, companies dealing with smaller markets are inevitably at a disadvantage.
To achieve this rank in the sporting goods industry… frankly, it’s exceptional.
Of course, in the industry-specific ranking, it must be an undisputed first place.
Narika must be satisfied with this.
11th: SIS Co., Ltd.
Now it’s Suminoe-san’s company.
“Oh my, a better rank than I expected.”
Suminoe-san smiles elegantly.
Apparently, when she helped Tennouji-san at the very last moment, she cleverly secured a partnership with the Tennouji Group. That seems to have led to this result.
After the market capitalization ranking is announced up to the 100th place, another ranking follows.
—Stock Price Growth Rate Ranking.
A ranking competition based on the stock price growth rate over three years begins.
The first company name to be announced is—.
1st: Tomonari Gifts Co., Ltd.
“—Alright!”
I couldn’t help but let out a cheer.
Truth be told, I knew I had an advantage in a competition for stock price growth over three years since I started from scratch with my startup. It’s far easier to turn zero into a hundred than to turn a hundred into two hundred.
Even so, I wasn’t the only student who chose to start a company. To take first place among numerous entrepreneurs is an unexpected joy.
(I need to thank Ikuno…)
Tomonari Gifts is currently managed by Ikuno in my place. Thanks to him fulfilling our promise to go public, the stock price has risen even further.
Strictly speaking, Tomonari Gifts is no longer my company… but I’m still thrilled.
“Next, we’ll announce the award winners.”
The teacher says cheerfully, looking at the monitor.
With the rankings over, the segment to commend individual achievements begins.
M&A Award: Tennouji Real Estate Co., Ltd.
I thought this was the most fitting result.
Everyone knows Tennouji-san used M&A to expand her company’s scale. Some students likely benefited from that as well.
HR Award: Tennouji Financial Group Co., Ltd., Konohana Electric Co., Ltd.
This award, if I recall, is given to those who excelled in the field of human resources. It evaluates aspects like employee development, working hours, and welfare benefits. Conversely, companies with long overtime hours—commonly called black companies—score poorly in this category, even if their profits are high.
Hinako’s management philosophy is to thoroughly understand and utilize resources. Naturally, this includes her employees. She must have been recognized for running a good business that leverages talent effectively.
But what’s particularly noteworthy is that Tennouji-san’s name came up consecutively.
When it comes to understanding people, she’s on par with Hinako. These consecutive awards make me feel Tennouji-san’s underlying strength.
New Business Award: Shimax Co., Ltd., J’s Holdings Co., Ltd., Taishou Movers Co., Ltd.
“Oraaaa!!”
“Yesssss!!”
Taishou and Asahi-san stand up, savoring their joy.
J’s Holdings and Taishou Movers are undoubtedly being recognized for their mobile home appliance sales. As for Shimax, while their e-commerce business counts as a new venture, their entry into the motorsports industry is likely what earned them high praise.
But… Shimax, J’s Holdings, and Taishou Movers—this lineup feels deeply connected to me.
Which means—.
Consultant Award: Tomonari Consulting Co., Ltd.
My name came up a second time.
Not once, but twice. That means… it’s definitely not a coincidence.
(I did it…!)
I’ve taken a step closer to the future I’ve been striving for.
To my goal of standing as an equal with Hinako and the others—.
To my goal of joining the student council—I’ve undeniably taken a step forward.
As I’m immersed in joy so overwhelming it could bring tears, I hear clapping sounds around me.
Looking up, my classmates are applauding while looking at me.
“Th-thank you…”
I’m starting to feel embarrassed.
Oh no, I might actually cry.
The award announcements seem to end with the Consultant Award, and as I hold back tears, the screen switches to a video message of appreciation from the Minister of Economy, Trade, and Industry. This apparently doubles as the closing ceremony.
Eventually, the video ends, and the screen goes dark.
“That concludes the Management Game result announcement and closing ceremony. Everyone, great work over the past month and a half. Please rest well until next week.”
With the teacher’s words, we’re dismissed.
I close my laptop and stretch my back lightly.
…It’s really over.
It still doesn’t feel real.
“Tomonari-kun! Good work!”
“That’s amazing, getting your name up there twice!”
Asahi-san and Taishou come over to my seat.
“It’s thanks to everyone’s help.”
“No, that’s our line!”
“Exactly! All the companies that won the New Business Award are ones you were involved with, Tomonari-kun!”
Honestly, I’m surprised about that myself.
Neither Tomonari Gifts nor Tomonari Consulting made it into the top 100 of the market capitalization ranking due to market constraints, but they still achieved more than satisfactory results.
“Tomonari-san.”
Someone calls out to me from the side.
A blonde girl with vertical rolls smiles gently at me.
“Tennouji-san…”
“Your efforts have borne fruit. I’m proud to call you my friend.”
“…Thank you.”
Hearing something like that from her feels… especially meaningful.
Memories flood my mind. During summer break, she told me at the beach that she aimed to join the student council. Inspired by that, I decided to aim for it too. That’s why I took the Management Game seriously to produce results. But I overworked myself, and Tennouji-san stopped me. …Over the past month and a half, Tennouji-san has supported me.
Without her, I wouldn’t have achieved these results.
“Everyone, great work.”
Hinako approaches from behind Tennouji-san.
“Oooohohoho! Konohana Hinako may have tied in the market capitalization ranking, but I’ve won in the number of awards! So it’s fair to say I’m the victor this time!”
“Is that so? From what I saw in the market capitalization ranking, my companies ranked higher in over 80% of the same industries. I’d say it’s hard to call that your win.”
“Wha!? Y-you’re so nitpicky…!!”
“These things need to be precise.”
Sparks fly between Hinako and Tennouji-san.
At first, Tennouji-san was the only one with a competitive streak, but at some point, scenes like this between them became more common.
Why did Hinako start seeing Tennouji-san as a rival too?
Was there something behind it?
“Hey, hey! Since we’re here, how about a Tea Party Alliance afterparty?”
“Ooh, sounds good!”
Taishou gets excited at Asahi-san’s suggestion.
“I’ll message Narika too.”
I send a message to Narika, who’s not here, via smartphone.
Her reply comes quickly, but…
“…Ah.”
Seeing Narika’s reply, I let out a small sound.
“What’s up with Miyakojima-san?”
“Sorry… it seems a bit tough for her.”
At my words, everyone’s expressions turn slightly disappointed.
Is something up? That’s the question they seem to have, but…
“…She’s surrounded by classmates and can’t move.”
Summarizing Narika’s reply, Asahi-san and the others burst out laughing.
“Got it, can’t be helped then.”
“Monday, then? Honestly, I’m sleep-deprived today.”
“I agree. I’ll spend today sleeping soundly too.”
Everyone’s accumulated some fatigue.
The atmosphere suggests postponing the afterparty to next week is the better call.
“See you Monday, then.”
We head outside the school building and part ways.
Everyone’s rides are already waiting. I say goodbye to Asahi-san, Taishou, and Tennouji-san, leaving just me and Hinako.
(…Is Narika still talking with her classmates?)
Just before passing through the academy’s gate, I feel a tug at my heart and instinctively stop.
I turn around unconsciously, but all I see is the vast field and school building—no sign of the person I’m looking for.
Hinako watches me quietly…
“…I’m heading home first.”
“Huh?”
“Izuki, you can… take your time.”
With that, Hinako walks through the gate alone and gets into the Konohana family car.
Watching her disappear into the car, I scratch the back of my head lightly.
“…Did she see right through me?”
I feel a mix of guilt and gratitude.
Turning on my heel, I head back to the school building.
(…Oh, right.)
I remember there’s something I need to do.
I take out my smartphone and call the person I’m looking for.
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“Great work, Ojou-sama.”
Shizune offers words of appreciation to Hinako as she enters the car.
“Where did Izuki-san, who was with you earlier, go?”
“…Back to the school building.”
Shizune tilts her head curiously.
“Izuki wants to stay at the academy a bit longer… so don’t pick him up yet.”
“…Understood.”
Shizune’s perceptiveness is one of her virtues.
Izuki clearly wanted to talk to Narika. But this time, it’s understandable. He worked so hard to help those two at the very end.
Plus, he was the one helped by them.
This time, she had no choice but to step back.
The car starts moving. Usually, they’d meet up with Izuki a short distance away, but this time, to give him space, they decide to drive around aimlessly.
The smartphone in her pocket vibrates.
Hinako looks at the screen… and makes a displeased face.
“Ojou-sama, what’s wrong?”
“…It’s a call from that person.”
That person, of course, is her brother.
She tries ignoring it, but the calls don’t stop. …Reluctantly, she answers.
“Yo, finally picked up.”
“…You’re persistent.”
“Don’t say that. I just want to praise you.”
Her brother, Takuma, speaks in his usual carefree tone.
“Congratulations, Hinako. You secured first place in the market capitalization ranking. Dad will be thrilled.”
To the casual listener, it’s just words of praise.
But this man wouldn’t call just to praise her.
“…You were watching, weren’t you?”
“Yup, I was watching. From the same player’s perspective as you guys.”
It’s the answer she expected.
Hinako lets out a sigh.
“…Hamada Automotive, right?”
“Bingo.”
Hamada Automotive isn’t a company run by Kiou Academy students. In other words, it’s a company managed by the Management Game’s AI—or so it seems.
In reality, it was controlled by this man… Takuma.
“When did you figure it out?”
“The last part… when Izuki pointed out that there were shady shareholders behind Konohana Automotive… I thought it was exactly the kind of thing you’d do.”
“I wish you wouldn’t talk about me like I’m some backdoor listing expert.”
There’s a method where you take over a listed company, keep the sweet perks of being publicly traded, and then completely swap out the core business. That’s called a backdoor listing.
“I was this close to taking over Konohana Automotive, but Izuki-kun sniffed it out at the perfect moment, didn’t he?”
“Serves you right…”
“Seeing my disciple grow makes me pretty satisfied too. A win-win, wouldn’t you say?”
His sarcasm slips right through, dodged with that slippery, carefree attitude.
Provoking this guy usually backfires with double the force. And the worst part? He probably doesn’t even mean it. That just makes it all the more infuriating.
“…This event’s contents—did you come up with those too?”
“The event itself was always going to happen. But I did tweak the part involving Konohana Automotive.”
Seems he didn’t touch the Amazoness or Tennouji Pharma matters.
“Do you know why I set up an event like this?”
Takuma’s voice grew just a touch serious as he asked.
But there’s no need to think about it. Knowing her brother’s personality, the answer’s obvious.
“…Because it’s a case that could happen in reality.”
“Bingo. It’s not quite a recall cover-up, but lately, our group has been showing a lot of rot. For the sake of the future, I wanted Hinako to experience something like this.”
He says it so naturally, like he’s looking down from above…
“…Even though you’re the one pulling the trigger.”
“Hahaha! Stop it, reading minds is supposed to be my thing!”
“You’re just too easy to read.”
If there were a recall cover-up at Konohana Automotive in reality… the one to expose it would be Takuma. During summer break, it was Takuma who snitched about the power harassment at Konoha Drinks, one of the group’s companies. Because of that, Hinako had to flee the mansion for a while.
…Well, thanks to that, she got to go to Izuki’s place.
But that’s beside the point.
Takuma often takes extreme measures to flush out the rot festering in the upper echelons of the Konohana Group. Hinako knew that all too well.
“While we’re at it, I also wanted to keep Hamada Automotive in check. It’s true that they’re eyeing a buyout of Konohana Automotive. …Man, Hamada must be sweating bullets right now. After all, we perfectly recreated the future they were secretly dreaming of—and then crushed it.”
The Management Game, a hallmark of Kiou Academy, is a famous event known throughout the business world. This incident undoubtedly served as a warning to Hamada Automotive and every other company targeting Konohana Automotive. Konohana itself will likely be on higher alert from now on too.
“Still, Izuki-kun really stepped up, huh? You had a plan of your own too, didn’t you, Hinako?”
“…Sort of.”
Truth be told, Hinako could’ve handled Konohana Automotive’s turnaround on her own.
She hadn’t noticed the suspicious shareholders Izuki pointed out. But when taking on investments, she always considers the risk of a buyout, big or small.
So, she had prepared countermeasures.
If Hamada Automotive targeted Konohana Automotive, their goal would likely be its lightweight car technology. So, if a buyout seemed imminent, she planned to negotiate by transferring the lightweight car division. …That department, by the way, had overexpanded with too many overseas factories. It looked like a dazzling success in global expansion, but the running costs were astronomical, and they were planning to offload it within a few years anyway.
“Probably some idea to minimize the damage, right?”
“…Something like that.”
“You could’ve solved it yourself, but you deliberately leaned on Izuki-kun. Was it because of love?”
“L-Love…!?”
Shizune, sitting in the passenger seat, whips her head around.
What is this guy even saying all of a sudden?
“N-No… it’s not like that. I just… thought Izuki might come up with a better solution than me…”
“Sounds like love to me.”
“N-No, it’s… not, I think…!!”
Takuma’s amused voice echoes through.
That jerk’s just having fun with this. …Hinako clenches her fists on her lap.
In truth, relying on Izuki led to an even better outcome, so she has no regrets about her decision. While Hinako aimed to minimize damage, Izuki went further, creating an opportunity for the company to grow.
“…How long are you going to keep doing this?”
Hinako asks in a small voice.
“Until it’s all over.”
Her brother’s voice was eerily devoid of emotion.
“I told you when Mom died, didn’t I? …In my lifetime, I’ll purge all the rot from the Konohana Group. …No matter what it takes.”
No matter what it takes.
The chilling coldness in his voice sent shivers down her spine.
“I’ll end it all in my generation. …Otherwise, someone like Mom will show up again.”
With that, Takuma hung up.
…Maybe she shouldn’t have asked that unnecessary question.
She already knew everything.
What he’s carrying on his shoulders. Why he’s in such a hurry.
She knew… everything.
“Ojou-sama, are you okay?”
“…Yeah.”
Shizune, concerned, speaks up as Hinako presses a hand to her forehead, her expression grave.
Hinako lets out a soft breath and looks out the window.
“…Family is complicated.”
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Hanging up with his sister, Takuma lets out a small sigh.
“…I talked too much.”
For his sister, who usually finds him annoying, it was rare for her to ask such a probing, heartfelt question. Maybe that’s why he ended up being more talkative than usual.
He stands from his chair and gazes out at the scenery through the window.
The members-only business hotel he’s been using for days offers a breathtaking view, with the sprawling cityscape of the metropolis stretching out before him.
The room is far too large for one person, but there’s no helping it.
With as many enemies as Takuma has, he can’t afford to share a room with anyone.
…Because he might not wake up the next morning.
“Oh?”
His smartphone vibrates.
Seeing the name on the screen, Takuma answers immediately.
“Izuki-kun, what’s up? By the way, I already know the results of the Management Game. Congrats on winning the Consultant Award.”
“Oh, thank you…”
Izuki sounds flustered, as if wondering how he already knows.
As always, he’s an easy-to-read kid. That earnest purity is a talent in itself.
“So, uh, it’s not a big deal, but…”
Seems he didn’t call just to report the results.
Hesitating slightly, Izuki continues.
“—Hamada Automotive was being manipulated by you, wasn’t it, Takuma-san?”
For a moment, his thoughts freeze.
How did he…?
It’s different from when Hinako figured it out. Hinako’s been watching Takuma’s back since she was little. She’s observed his methods, his thinking, for years. That’s why she barely managed to piece it together at the very end.
“…How did you know?”
“Just a hunch. While I was looking into Hamada Automotive, something about it just felt… like you.”
It’s not even a logical explanation.
It’s exactly… the same kind of talent Takuma has.
“Ha… haha!”
It feels like looking in a mirror.
So that’s it. This is how people usually see him.
It’s a rare experience… enough to make him laugh out loud.
“…You’re right.”
“I knew it. …Um, was my response okay?”
“I’ll grade it later. I’m a bit busy today.”
“Got it.”
Maybe because of their mentor-student dynamic, Izuki’s become quite good at listening.
“Takuma-san, thank you for all your guidance.”
With that, Izuki politely thanks him and hangs up.
“…I’m the one who should be thanking you, Izuki-kun.”
Placing the smartphone on the table, Takuma smiles.
“With you around, I might just be able to make my wish come true.”
