Chapter 14: Just an Ordinary Japanese High School Student
When Uesugi Kiyoshi came back, it was already after two in the night.
He thought Nakasone Kazuko must have been asleep already, but he found her sitting on the sofa, trying hard not to sleep, nodding off like a pecking chicken.
Hearing the noise of the door opening, the pecking chicken immediately dropped the food on the ground and happily approached, chirping non-stop. The soft and gentle voice of the girl quickly dispelled the chill in Uesugi Kiyoshi's heart.
After some consideration, he decided to ask his question.
"Pimple guy?"
After listening to Uesugi Kiyoshi's description, Nakasone Kazuko propped her chin with both hands, carefully pondered for a moment, and shook her head, saying, "I don't remember him, I should not have seen him at Baguang Academy."
Uesugi Kiyoshi thought for a moment, still feeling uneasy, and continued to ask, "Think again. This guy should have a nickname, called Volcano, which means the pimples on his face erupt constantly like a volcano, spraying out pus..."
"Stop it!" Nakasone Kazuko anxiously covered her ears, "I was feeling sleepy, but now after hearing you, I will have nightmares tonight! Ahhh~"
She yawned, and her eyes began to look dreamy again.
"I'll go rest first, and after school starts I'll go ask the teacher, I just don't know if school will start again..."
Yawning, Nakasone Kazuko passed her tiredness to Uesugi Kiyoshi. He was equally exhausted, his eyelids drooping and unable to lift them. He grabbed a blanket and collapsed on the couch.
Forget it, I'll wait until school starts again to talk about it, it should be soon anyway.
......
Uesugi Kiyoshi was awakened by a loud noise outside the house.
The sound came from outside the window, as if it was the shouts and cheers of countless people, mixed together, unclear in content, or maybe there was no content at all, just spontaneous outbursts to express the emotions of the shouters.
He could feel this feeling called joy.
Uesugi Kiyoshi sat up, opened the curtains, and the long-lost sunlight immediately poured into the room, coloring the entire room gold. After hesitating for a while, he looked up, squinted his eyes, and gazed at the sky.
"What's wrong?" Nakasone Kazuko rubbed her eyes and walked over groggily.
"Nothing, just a few missing Head Balloons," Uesugi Kiyoshi said with a smile.
Although Head Balloons were still densely packed, they could no longer block out the sun. The sunlight shone through the gaps, bringing a glimmer of hope to people.
Everyone prayed silently, hoping for an end to this disaster soon.
Of course, Yumura Hideyoshi was an exception.
Invited to Yumura Tower for the third time, Uesugi Kiyoshi was surrounded by five bodyguards, all dressed in suits and looking stern, exuding an air of elite.
With them leading the way, Uesugi Kiyoshi, dressed in formal attire, walked proudly into the meeting room, making Yumura Hideyoshi's mood even worse.
All these flowers were bought with money he extorted!
"Huh? What? How could I possibly know that?"
After taking their seats, facing Yumura Hideyoshi's questions, Uesugi Kiyoshi looked completely puzzled.
"Why would the Head Balloon decrease, to what extent it will decrease, you should consult with experts, I? I am just an ordinary Japanese high school student who tinkers with small inventions and creations!"
Can an average high school student make five trillion in just half a month?
Yumura Hideyoshi was burning with anger.
The protective suit industry has occupied a considerable amount of resources of the Yumura Society, the sales chain, and industrial chain have just been established, profit distribution has also been completed, just waiting to receive money, but then suddenly encountered this bad news.
If the Head Balloon continues to decrease like it is now, day by day, until it disappears, the loss would be immeasurable.
Maybe they will have to bring in a new president to appease the board of directors' emotions.
Not to mention his own purchase of the Protective Walking Machine patent at a high price, now he can only secretly hide it and dare not even mention authorizing others to use it.
Thinking of this, Yumura Hideyoshi couldn't care about being polite anymore. He slammed the table and his eyes sparkled with anger, "Don't you understand? I have every reason to suspect that someone who was fully prepared before the Head Balloon attack has a close connection with these demons!"
"Then just arrest me." Uesugi Kiyoshi put his hands together lazily.
Yumura Hideyoshi leaned forward, gasping for breath, unable to speak.
This speculation, which he himself didn't believe, could not lead to a conviction, especially when the other person was of a certain social status.
Seeing the situation getting out of hand, Kenichi Koike, standing behind him, quickly stepped forward to smooth things over, "Our President was just caught in the moment, please forgive him."
"I understand, I understand." Uesugi Kiyoshi withdrew his hand, smiling, "Actually, President Yumura misunderstood me. Of course, this is mainly because you didn't check the police records."
"Police records?"
"I had already reported to the police before the Head Balloon attack, saying I saw Fujino Hidemi's head floating in the sky, but no one believed me."
Since they had already discovered Head Balloon, then preparing in advance made sense.
Uesugi Kiyoshi wouldn't leave such a big mystery about himself.
Kenichi Koike looked at Yumura Hideyoshi and politely asked. "I see... Your Excellency Uesugi, as an expert in Head Balloons, could you give us some personal insights?"
"The future of the Head Balloons? They will probably disappear completely in three days!"
"Why is that?"
"I saw it on TV." Uesugi Kiyoshi pointed to the screen where a host was showing a map of Japan and reporting the news excitedly, "In the past four days, the Head Balloon has decreased by sixty percent, so the remaining forty percent will naturally disappear in three days."
Yumura Hideyoshi looked disappointed, took a pill from his coat pocket, and nervously swallowed it.
This darn Head Balloon, why couldn't it have left a little later, even just one more month?!
"Alright, I have to go now, won't disturb you any longer!"
Uesugi Kiyoshi stood up from his seat, nodded politely to the two of them, and as he walked towards the door, he suddenly turned back, "By the way, about the patent for the Protective Walking Machine, are you still interested in selling it to me?"
Yumura Hideyoshi felt energized.
"Is it possible?"
"Of course!" Uesugi Kiyoshi's eyes showed nostalgia, "After all, it was my invention, with a very special meaning. I'm willing to pay... um, one billion, to buy it back!"
Yumura Hideyoshi widened his eyes, could hardly believe his ears.
"One billion? But yesterday, when I purchased it, it was five billion!"
"It's my turn to purchase now."
Uesugi Kiyoshi turned around and softly closed the door.
"Feel free to contact me anytime if you're willing."
