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Chapter 7: Monopolizing Plastic Shovels: A Sandbox Tycoon's Ambition
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"Now, let’s welcome today’s little teacher—Takuto Kimura!"As soon as Mr. Yamada’s enthusiastic announcement filled the room, Takuto Kimura stood tall, chest puffed out with pride, and started his journey to the podium like a seasoned public speaker—until his shoelace betrayed him. With all the elegance of a stampeding elephant, Takuto tripped, flailed, and performed the age-old classic: the face-first, flat-on-the-floor spectacular tumble. The room fell silent for a split second, the kind of silence that only comes after a truly epic disaster.“Great start,” Takuto muttered to himself, pushing himself up and trying to salvage his dignity, “A CEO must be humble, right?”He brushed himself off, but the damage was already done. Every single child in the room stared at him like a crowd at a live circus show. Even Mr. Yamada looked at him with a mixture of concern and disbelief. But what did Takuto Kimura do in the face of failure? He pushed forward. After all, he had been preparing for t
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