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The Youngest Son of a Japanese Conglomerate. 563

The Youngest Son of a Japanese Conglomerate. 563

Chapter 563 – Episode 60. PMC Exam and Tornado

The weekend passed without any incident, and the PMC qualification exam finally came before my eyes. As it is a nationwide exam, there is a testing center in each prefecture (Tokyo, which has a large population, is an exception and has several testing centers). Miya City Because it was located in Yamanashi Prefecture, I had to go to Kofu City, the prefectural capital of Yamanashi Prefecture, to take the test.



Fortunately, Monday, the day of the exam, was a day when I didn’t have classes, so I was able to easily take a vacation and go take the exam.



I assigned the role of homeroom teacher to Jurie Kijimoto for the special class, but now that Shiyo Naruse is better, she has a lot of free time, so she was happy when I gave her some work to do. Or do you like it because I gave you five rights to request sex in return for taking on the role of temporary homeroom teacher?



The school trip destination, which should have been decided a long time ago, had been postponed for some reason, and I was told that it would be announced on Monday, the same day that I took the PMC certification test. Still, it would be a good choice since it is St. Francis Girls’ Academy. At this time, I was a little anxious because there were some trap-like travel destinations, but I decided not to worry about it because the exam that was right in front of me was important.



It took approximately 45 minutes by car from Miya City to Kofu City. Still, it took this long because it was within the same prefecture. If there was a testing center only in Tokyo, it would have been quite a hassle since I would have had to spend six hours on a round trip.



The test site used several conference rooms in Kofu City Hall. It was not an easy test, but since it was a certification that would be helpful in getting a job if earned, there were quite a few applicants.



When I parked my car in the parking lot, several people who had arrived around the same time as me were either getting out of their cars or walking to City Hall with serious expressions on their faces. Perhaps it was because the exam fee was 35,000 yen, or maybe it was because the test was only held twice a year, but everyone had a determined expression that they couldn’t fail.



“Ryuta-san!”



As I was leisurely heading to City Hall, someone called my name and came running. When I wondered who it was, I saw that it was Kirie Kurayamada, a cold-blooded beauty with long black hair from Himecut. She was smiling brightly, so at first I kept looking at someone. It was quite new to see her smiling expression instead of her usual cold expression.



As Kirie Kurayamada wrapped her arms around me, the men who were on their way to the city hall to take her exam were looking at me with envy. It is true that Kirie Kurayamada is a rare beauty, but I wondered if she would look envious like she does now if she knew that she was the head of a famous terrorist group. However, since a large percentage of men think that if she is pretty, she is the best, she would probably be jealous even if she knew that fact. They will be half of them.



“What’s wrong?”

“No, it’s because the guy at the entrance over there was bothering me.”



When I asked what made them welcome me like this, at the entrance to the city hall, I saw a middle-aged man wearing a luxury suit looking at Kirie Kurayamada with regret. Looking at his behavior, he is probably a CEO or a man from a small prestigious company who took the test because he wanted to own his own PMC. I wondered why he seemed friendly instead of like a tsundere like usual, and it was because of that guy. It seemed like he was a little obsessed with Kirie Kurayamada’s beauty.



“Kurayamada is quite a famous family, right? “Shouldn’t you have revealed your family name?”

“Currently, I am leaving the family. “You can’t sell a family name that doesn’t exist.”



Is it? I am prepared to sell my family name at any time. Because Kirie Kurayamada was about to graduate from college, she had to leave the family to do a job that the family did not want her to do. Since it was a typical menstruation of a famous family, I nodded as if I understood.



“Where is the testing site?”

“I am number A-2.”

“Oh, it’s me?”

“It’s a coincidence.”



The testing center was the same. Since there were a total of three test centers, the probability that they were the same test center was not that low, but I was still quite glad to see that it was the same test center.


 

 “Are you going to have lunch together in the meantime?”

“We’re going to take the exam and have dinner together?”


 

“OK. Since you worked hard, I’ll buy you something delicious.”

As we walked and talked quite cordially, we eventually arrived at the entrance to City Hall. The man in the fine suit who had been watching us in front of City Hall had already gone in and was no longer visible. If he had any sense, he wouldn’t have started a fight in the exam room on the PMC exam day.


“The testing site… “It’s this way.”



We followed the guidance arrows and found the testing center. Since we were all in different seats, we spread out and sat down, taking out our writing utensils and ID cards. If you think about it, Japan is probably the only country in today’s era that tests with writing instruments. This is an era where most people are issued digital pad test papers and can solve problems by clicking on them.



As I sat down, my phone started vibrating. When I looked at my phone wondering what kind of communication I was getting from this morning, there was a cheering line from students in the special class.




-Rena Sakagami: Master, I’m not worried about the exam. Please come back healthy.




-Naruse Shiyo: If you fail the test, I will take care of it! Don’t worry!




-Yuka Otagi: Good luck, teacher~!




-Alic: Ryuta Bogosipper.




-Akina Konoe: Teacher, I know your hard work, so there will be good results~!




-Seizawa Shii: Ryuutachi! Buy something delicious~!




-Risa Minamoto: Because everyone is waiting for you to pass the exam… Come quickly.



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In addition to this, I also received calls from people who knew I was preparing for the exam, such as Yukiko and Chieri Mimata, so I gained strength by watching the line.



“Now, everyone, please submit your smartphone or any cyber implant that is not permitted by regulations.”



One of the examiners came out and opened his mouth. In fact, after a few years, many of these tests will disappear. This was because testing simple knowledge became meaningless as knowledge could be downloaded through cyber implants.



In most exams, the written exam goes beyond confirming that the materials have been downloaded and is replaced by a practical exam. However, there are still purists who do not use cyber implants, so when such people take the certification exam, there are times when they take a written exam. Of course, in the future, there were many certifications that would not even allow you to take the exam without a cyber implant, so being a purist was a huge loss.



The examiner was walking around, accepting submissions of phones and cyber implants, and checking IDs. When it was my turn, I presented Ryuta Yamashiro’s ID card, and the examiner checked my face and nodded.



If I did this, I could take the exam with Tyra Ryutaro one more time and own two PMCs. Usually, each person is only allowed to own one PMC, so it was nice to be able to own multiple PMCs if you had a different status like me. Of course, I wonder how many cases there are like me…



One thing that was disappointing was that my other identity, Jin Yong-tae, could not own a PMC. This is because he is a third-generation Korean living in Japan and has Korean nationality, but Jin Yong-tae’s status did not allow him to own a PMC. Instead, Jin Yong-tae’s status allowed him to open a special security company in Korea, so it was not a disadvantage.



“Let the exam begin.”



One copy of the test paper was distributed to each person, and the PMC certification test finally began.



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St. Francis Girls’ Academy conference room. A parent meeting was in progress. It was a meeting to decide on the school trip destination. The school trip location for the first and second-graders was decided, but the school trip destination for the third-graders was not decided quickly.



“Today is the Maginot Line. “If you want to prepare for a trip.”

“So let’s make it 1!”

“But plan 1 is a bit… !”



Since the field trip for the second semester of the third year was in the nature of a graduation trip, the decision was kept being postponed as the parents were arguing to give the children better memories. There were two proposals, Plan 1 and Plan 2, and both arguments were split 5 to 5, so a decision was not easy.



“Then how about doing it this way? “I will extend my trip by one day and go to both plan 1 and plan 2, except for a few itineraries.”

“Will the academy allow me to extend my travel days?”



St. Francis Girls’ Academy lasted for quite a long time, 4 nights and 5 days, but it was quite difficult to extend the day.



“I think it would be okay to skip one day of class since students’ career paths have already been decided in the second semester of their third year.”



Yuzuki Matsunaga, the third-year manager who had joined the meeting to coordinate the schedule as someone from the academy, nodded with a slightly weary expression. She was quite mentally exhausted because she had already attended several meetings.


As I said before, today was truly the Maginot Line. Rather than skipping today, it would have been better to extend the school trip by one day, and since Daigo Terue, the academy director, had already been granted this level of authority, Daigo Terue nodded in agreement.



“Then we need to think about the order. Do you start with plan 1 or plan 2? ?”

“Let’s start with plan 2 and then move on to plan 1. “There is a distance.”

“Let’s just vote on this first. If you want to do plan 1 first, please raise your hands.”



Fortunately, this time it wasn’t split 5-5. The travel route was decided with plan 2 first, then plan 1 second.



“Then, for this third-year graduation trip, we will stop by Seoul, Korea and then go to Xinnanjing City in South China.”

“Whoa… It’s decided. I will report it to the principal.”



Matsunaga Yuzuki sighed slightly and immediately contacted Terue Daigo. He looked relieved, perhaps because the meeting that had lasted for several days had finally ended.

If Taira Ryuta had been watching this meeting, she would have absolutely opposed this decision. This is because it was one of two trap-like travel destinations during this time.

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A rare smiling Kirie Kurayamada~!

Different drawing styles

I liked it, but it didn’t feel like a hime cut, so I cut it haha

The Youngest Son of a Japanese Conglomerate.

The Youngest Son of a Japanese Conglomerate.

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Status: Ongoing Author: , Released: 2022 Native Language: Korean
The main character, who was disappointed after watching the original game drama, left a message on the viewer's bulletin board and woke up to find himself the youngest son of a Japanese conglomerate, different from the original.

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