As the Ferris wheel reached its highest point, a hint of regret flashed through Phoenix Academy Maggie's heart.

If Mount Fuji still existed, in such clear weather, it should be visible standing on the earth from here.

Now, only Tokyo Disneyland across the sea could be seen.

On rest days, Tokyo Disneyland is bustling with activity, far more lively than Kasai Rinkai Park.

Phoenix Academy Maggie gazed outside the window with infatuation as the Ferris wheel turned to its highest point.

"It's not a big deal."

She voiced her inner feelings, thinking about how romantic and beautiful it seems in movies when couples date on a Ferris wheel.

Having actually ridden it once,

she found there wasn't any romantic atmosphere, just two people sitting there, looking at the view from above.

Sights like these could also be seen from Tokyo Tower or Tokyo Skytree.

In fact, you could pick any tall building and it wouldn't make a difference.

The Ferris wheel doesn't live up to its name.

"That's because you're opening the Ferris wheel in the wrong way, starting with the scene~"

Aozawa snapped his fingers, his black gloves emitting a silver light.

The Noble Phantasm of Will-o'-the-wisp appeared before boarding the Ferris wheel, pretending to be worn then, covering up the fact it was already on.

The purpose was to prepare for this moment.

Phoenix Academy Maggie watched the silver light flash.

The next second, the outside world plunged into darkness, and the city lit up with colorful neon lights.

A chirping sound emerged.

From the pitch-black, starless night sky in the distance, a brilliant light rose from the ground and exploded into hundreds of colorful meteors scattering about.

Fireworks soared into the sky.

The splendid fireworks mesmerized Phoenix Academy Maggie.

"How is it?"

"Just average."

She stubbornly replied.

A shadow suddenly approached, and Aozawa wanted to see just how stubborn her mouth really was.

They were in close proximity.

Even their eyelashes could intertwine.

Phoenix Academy Maggie's lips were obviously not as hard as imagined.

They were soft, with a slight sweetness, like glutinous rice balls sprinkled with sesame.

Her eyes widened, watching the colorful fireworks rise outside the Ferris wheel, then the cheek so close by.

Phoenix Academy Maggie couldn't react at all, pressed against the Ferris wheel door by Aozawa.

Her hands were tightly clasped.

The heart beating like a wild horse galloping across a prairie.

The Ferris wheel continued to turn.

Fireworks changed into drones carrying lights, soaring like dragons in the night sky.

Dong dong, with the stunning night view, intense heartbeat and enclosed space, Phoenix Academy Maggie suddenly realized the romance of the Ferris wheel.

At the moment of sweetness, a big question mark suddenly arose, as she lightly bit Aozawa's tongue in protest.

How many times has this guy ridden the Ferris wheel with Morimoto Chiyoda and others to be this adept at doing such things?

Phoenix Academy Maggie's thought irritated her, and she didn't just respond passively but went on the offensive, attempting to defeat Aozawa.

Unfortunately, her technique was too clumsy, soon being defeated.

As the Ferris wheel neared the ground, Phoenix Academy Maggie's muddled brain became clear, and she pushed with her hands.

Ending this battle.

She again glanced outside guiltily, as if fearing the people waiting for the Ferris wheel might notice something amiss.

But there was no issue.

Or rather, if there was a problem, she wouldn't know either.

After a glance, Phoenix Academy Maggie looked down directly, arranging her blonde hair with her hands, quickly leaving the Ferris wheel, not wanting to see the reactions around.

Afraid of seeing those strange eyes.

Even though doing such things on a Ferris wheel should be very normal.

Yet when Phoenix Academy Maggie came out, there was a inexplicable guilty feeling.

She distanced herself from the Ferris wheel, the nightscape created by Will-o'-the-wisp had vanished, and her heartbeat calmed down.

Phoenix Academy Maggie turned her head and said, "Aozawa, today's date ends here. I have something else later."

"Alright, wish you a safe journey."

Aozawa waved his hand, already planning the next itinerary in his heart.

That is to separate from the class monitor under the guise of having something to do.

It's not about rushing to date Hojo Shouko.

The date in the afternoon is at one.

It's still early, no need to part in a hurry right now.

The main reason he wanted to part was to handle matters regarding Phoenix Academy Maggie's family.

In his view, the mother-in-law's wariness towards Phoenix Academy Maggie undoubtedly stemmed from her own lack of power.

If she could come up with a way to bolster the mother-in-law's confidence, she naturally wouldn't fear Phoenix Academy Maggie seizing her Prime Minister powers anymore.

The best way to boost confidence, no doubt, is to have Dio meet with a friend, chat casually.

Then make corresponding guarantees, letting the mother-in-law have more confidence facing Phoenix Academy Maggie.

Thereby alleviating the family atmosphere Haleen believes to be poor.

As her boyfriend, naturally, he had the duty to mediate his girlfriend's family conflicts.

...

Noon, North Wing of Honmaru Palace.

Kochou didn't choose the restaurant, directly having lunch sent to her office by those below.

Her daughter had already said she wouldn't return for lunch at home as she was out playing.

She breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Talking about those matters with her daughter daily also tired her out.

It's perfectly normal to have phony social interactions with others.

Daughter is evidently abnormal.

Even with Kochou's disposition, she couldn't completely ignore it, loathing having to say those words with the intent to please her daughter.

The servant set the lunch before the sofa table, glancing quickly at the woman seated behind the desk.

The matured body wrapped in a purple kimono, the majesty exuded from her brows, discouraged further looks.

With just one glance, he bowed his head saying, "Prime Minister, lunch is served."

"You may leave."

Kochou shifted her eyes from the document on the desk.

Tomorrow was the Israeli Prime Minister's visit to Japan.

Their trip had two purposes.

One was to bait, to fish out the Zionists within the country.

The other was to deepen the economic cooperation between the two countries.

This was also something Japan needed.

The current internal conflicts remain vast, inflation, unemployment, and a declining birthrate among others.

Problems everywhere.

Kochou wanted to completely eradicate root defects, an impossible feat in a short time.

Politics is not so simple as to execute someone as a solution.

Execution is a last resort measure, not a regular one.

Kochou rose to the sofa, intending to pour herself a glass of wine from the table to whet her appetite.

Another big hand seized the wine bottle first, briefly stunning Kochou as she looked at that rugged, strong hand.

Her captivating face displayed a look of disbelief, tracing the arm upward to see the man standing beside the sofa.

Golden long hair down to his waist, adorned with Egyptian-like pharaoh jewelry on top.

Below were snow-white trousers.

"Lord Dio!"

Kochou exclaimed in surprise, rapidly standing up, "What brings you here?"

"Does meeting a friend require a reason?"

Aozawa bore a faint smile, his deep, husky, and alluring voice made Kochou's heart race.

At her level, few could stir her mind with a mere sentence.

But this man definitely had that right.

"Do you still consider me a friend?"

Kochou's expression was somewhat complex.

Aozawa opened the wine's cork, poured her a glass, smiling, "Are you unhappy I didn't give you a Noble Phantasm?"

"No, no."

Kochou hastily shook her head, visibly tense, like a student facing their teacher.

Seated on the sofa, her hands naturally rested on her knees, kimono sleeves pressed against her legs, "I am just surprised you still remember me.

When ascending to Paradise, I didn't aid you as Emily did."

"Everyone alive in this world has their corresponding value.

Kings hold the value of a king; warriors, the value of warriors; your existence aids me."

Though Aozawa seemed to say a lot, in truth, he said nothing.

He placed the wine down, relaxed into the adjacent sofa, crossing his legs, "Kochou, I hope you govern this country better.

Currently, Japan's Subspace situation is grim, with human negative emotions needing alleviation.

Your governance is necessary for this."

Kochou's heart skipped a beat, Subspace, what does it mean?