******
Chapter 58
Word's counted --1700
Enjoy
******
"I'm back!" Aki shouted as he entered his house, his voice echoing through the halls.
"Oh, I've prepared your breakfast and laid out your school uniform, Master," Seely called from the kitchen, having heard Aki's arrival.
"Thanks," Aki replied, heading to his room to grab his laptop. He made his way to the dining table, setting everything up to inspect his work while eating breakfast at the same time.
Sitting down, he took a bite of his meal and started browsing through his latest work. "Hmm, the feedback is quite positive. Looks like it's picking up traction. Maybe I should release the next volume..." he mumbled to himself as he reviewed the comments and fan reviews with excitement.
But as he was about to log out, something caught his eye—a series of notifications from his bank and his editor. His hand raced a little as he clicked on them.
Notification 1
MUFG Bank.
Dear customer,
An amount of 60 million yen has been credited to your account **** by Kadokawa Sneaker Bunko publishing house on //**. RRN ************. Not you?
Please contact MUFG Bank.
Notification 2
MUFG Bank.
Dear customer,
An amount of 20.82 million yen has been credited to your account **** by Kadokawa Sneaker Bunko publishing house on //**. RRN ************. Not you?
Please contact MUFG Bank.
Aki's eyes widened as he scrolled to the next notification, from his editor.
Notification 3
Sir Aki Shijo,
I am your editor. We haven't been able to reach you for some days, and for that, I would like to apologize.
As for the revenue from your books Demon Slayer and Violet Evergarden, we have credited the money to your bank account.
Your Demon Slayer revenue for volumes 1, 2, and 3 is 60 million yen.
And another 20.82 million yen has been credited for Violet Evergarden.
If you would like more specific details, please contact us.
Aki leaned back in his chair, glancing over the notifications with a calm expression. "60 million yen for Demon Slayer... not bad for a start," he mused, knowing that in his previous life, Demon Slayer had gone on to earn over 10 billion yen. "And 20.82 million for Violet Evergarden. Well, that's quite low compared to the original earnings, which were around 50 million yen before I died."
He wasn't overwhelmed or particularly excited—it was just another part of his life. After all, he wasn't short of money. His account was constantly topped up with billions of yen as pocket money from his mother, father, and grandparents. This money, however, felt different. It was something he had earned on his own.
Aki tapped his fingers on the table, thinking. Maybe I should open a separate account for this. I don't really need it, but it'd be nice to have it apart from the money from my family. He smiled slightly, thinking about how one day he could show his parents, or maybe keep it as a memento of his efforts in this new life.
With that thought, Aki decided he would contact the bank to set up a separate account, ensuring that his earnings as a writer were kept distinct from the vast fortune his family provided him. It might not be billions yet, but it's mine, he thought, feeling a quiet satisfaction.
Aki sat back, thinking about how he'd need to handle the money. Even though he was wealthy thanks to his family's fortune, transferring such large amounts of money, especially sums like 60 million yen, wasn't something that could be done casually without a formal process. He knew the bank would need to verify his identity personally before allowing the funds to be transferred or moved. After all, this wasn't some everyday transaction—it was a large transfer, and the bank would want to ensure there were no mistakes or potential scams.
Mitsubishi UFJ Financial Group (MUFG), he thought to himself. It's not just any bank—it's one of the largest financial institutions in the world. With operations in over 50 countries, MUFG was a global powerhouse with total assets of $2.531 trillion, and they didn't take things lightly. Even though Aki's family background was incredibly influential, the bank was also on a whole different level, and his personal influence couldn't match what his parents held.
Sure, my family could probably get things done with a snap, but that's my parents' influence, not mine, Aki reminded himself. While his family had a lot of clout, he personally didn't have that level of reach, and he respected the formality of such large institutions.
He knew he'd need to visit the bank later to sort out everything properly. The transaction was legitimate, but the bank needed to ensure it wasn't some hacker or scam trying to funnel money through his account. Even if I'm rich, I still need to follow protocol.Even his total bank balance was around 19 billion or so they won't bow there head. He sighed, making a mental note to schedule a trip to the bank.
As he thought about it, he couldn't help but reflect on his parents' financial power. They were, in many ways, on par with the global institutions like MUFG. Their assets and investments were vast, spanning multiple industries. However, despite this immense wealth, Aki liked the idea of keeping his own earnings separate, as a reminder of his individual accomplishments in this new life.
For now, though, the bank would need to verify the transaction, and Aki would have to handle it properly. He'd visit the bank later today and make sure everything was sorted, establishing a separate account to keep his personal earnings intact.
Aki leaned back in his chair, reflecting on his family's staggering wealth.
His mother, not only one of the top three doctors worldwide but also a visionary entrepreneur, had built an empire of hospitals spanning the globe. Her personal net worth as a doctor was around 200 million yen, but that was only a small fraction of her total worth. Through her vast network of hospitals and strategic investments in the healthcare industry, her overall wealth reached an astronomical 2 trillion yen. The magnitude of her success was almost incomprehensible—balancing a prestigious medical career with global business ventures.
Then there was his father, whose own business empire, while immense, stood slightly lower than his mother's. With a total worth of 789 billion yen, his father had investments across various industries, making him one of the most powerful business figures globally. His influence stretched far and wide, but in terms of sheer wealth, Aki's mother surpassed him, having expanded her hospital empire into a financial giant.
It's strange to think that my mother is wealthier than my father, Aki mused, but the numbers didn't lie. Combined with the wealth of his grandparents, their family fortune was nearly impossible to comprehend, even for him.
Aki chuckled to himself, shaking his head in disbelief. If I even start thinking about my grandparents' wealth... He paused. The combined fortune of his grandparents, with their generational wealth and various holdings, was beyond imagination. He couldn't even wrap his mind around the total figure. It was enough to make anyone's head spin.
Despite being surrounded by such immense fortune, Aki had always felt a strange detachment from it. Yes, he was wealthy—beyond wealthy, really—but it was all due to his family. His own personal achievements, like his writing, were what mattered to him, which is why he wanted to keep his earnings separate. At least this way, I can feel like I've earned something on my own, he thought.
Still, when comparing his personal earnings from his novels to his family's net worth, it felt like a drop in an endless ocean. But it didn't matter. For Aki, it wasn't about the money—it was about building something that was truly his.
Sigh "I need to dress up, or I'll be late," Aki mumbled as he walked upstairs. But the moment he stepped into his room, his eyes widened in disbelief.
"Selly! What the hell is this?!" he roared, staring at the clothes laid out on his bed.
Selly, hearing aki shout, rushed into the room in a panic. "What happened, Master?" she asked, worried something serious had occurred.
Aki, standing with his back to her, pointed coldly at the bed. "Selly, what do you mean by this?" he asked, trying to stay calm. On the bed was a girl's school uniform, complete with his underwear, a white vest, and a pair of black stockings. His frustration was barely contained.
Selly looked confused, glancing at the clothes. "But Master, you wore that on Friday," she replied nonchalantly, not thinking much of it. After all, if her young master had certain... preferences, she was ready to support whatever hobbies or role-play ideas he had in mind.
Aki's brain froze for a moment. "Wait... what?!" His mind raced as he tried to piece together the situation. When did I wear a girl's uniform on Friday? Then it hit him—Mitsuha! He had indeed bought that uniform for Kamiya, but somehow, Mitsuha must have worn it during their body swaps.
As the realization dawned on him, Aki's face twisted in horror. Spark! His brain short-circuited, and his knees wobbled. "That *****!" he muttered, eyes widening as the embarrassment flooded in. Why the hell did you do that, Mitsuha? My reputation! Arghhhh! His mind raced with images of how Mitsuha must have pranced around in his body, wearing the uniform without a care in the world.
Tears of frustration welled up in his eyes. "I will take revenge for this! Just you wait, Mitsuha! I will not forgive you!" He clenched his fists, but the damage had already been done. His dignity in school was probably long gone, and he was just now finding out. What's going to happen to me when I walk into school today? he thought, tears rolling down his cheeks.
*****
What will happen (*_*)
********