Video Game Tycoon in Tokyo-Chapter 800: A Belated Meeting

In Japan, funeral customs—like in China—have a long-standing history. Even in modern times, these traditions have been preserved.

After a loved one passes away, their direct relatives have many responsibilities. It's not something that can be handled just with money—it requires personal involvement.

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During this time, Ueto Hayakawa was busy from morning to night.

Just as his company had completed a major internal reshuffling and he was preparing to fully exert his leadership, this unexpected event occurred.

Though he had mentally prepared for his father's passing, when it really happened, he still felt caught off guard.

So, he temporarily put aside all company matters. It would delay things, but honoring the deceased came first.

Even the shareholders and executives who were eager to stir things up remained quiet during this time, showing respect for the late president.

During the mourning period, many people came to pay their respects—government officials, company executives, and old friends of his father.

Among all these visitors, the one who surprised Ueto most was Takayuki.

When his assistant told him Takayuki wished to attend the memorial, he was momentarily stunned—but quickly agreed.

Regardless of their past relationship, as long as someone came to pay respects, Ueto had no reason to refuse.

It also reminded him of something his father once said about Takayuki:

"A man with extraordinary vision in his field, someone who truly loves what he does. Unless something unexpected happens, he's bound to become a king in the gaming industry."

Back then, Ueto had felt a bit of jealousy.

But the longer he competed with Takayuki, the more he came to respect him.

He really was an extraordinary person—especially when it came to foresight. His long-term vision was unmatched.

And in Ueto's entire life, only two people had that kind of vision: his father, and Takayuki.

His father had built Surrey Electronics from the ground up into a global electronics powerhouse—something not easily explained in a few words. Much of that came from his uncanny ability to see trends before others.

At times, Ueto even wondered if his father had some kind of prophetic power.

As for Takayuki, Ueto was actually relieved that he remained focused on the gaming industry. Even when he dabbled in other sectors, it was only to support his games financially.

If Takayuki had ever decided to fully expand into multiple fields, Gamestar Entertainment might have become another tech giant.

So why had Takayuki come to mourn his father?

They barely had any personal connection. But Ueto had a hunch—maybe there was a silent mutual respect between Takayuki and his father.

On the day of the memorial, Takayuki and his wife Aya Tsukino visited the Hayakawa family home.

It was Takayuki's first time visiting.

By now, many people had come and gone. Due to Ueto's broad network and reputation, most guests offered brief condolences and left. Only a few stayed longer.

Takayuki, dressed in a black suit, walked beside Aya—also in black—through the hall and stood in front of Kentarō Hayakawa's memorial.

He looked at the elder's photo and offered a quiet farewell, then nodded slightly at Ueto, who was standing nearby.

Seeing Takayuki arrive, Ueto politely excused himself from the others and walked over.

"Mr. Takayuki, it's been a long time."

"Yes," Takayuki nodded. "I think the last time we met was when the Unreal Engine was just released, right? Time really flies."

"Indeed it does."

"My condolences," Takayuki said. "I believe your father passed away peacefully and without regrets. With you leading the company he worked so hard to build, I'm sure he rests easy."

Ueto responded calmly, "It's something I've come to accept. And actually, my father admired you greatly. There was a time I even felt a bit jealous of you."

"Jealous?"

"Yes. My father truly respected you. He once said he'd love to meet and chat with you someday... unfortunately, that never happened."

Takayuki was slightly stunned.

Kentarō Hayakawa had wanted to talk with him?

He hadn't expected such a connection.

"Still," Ueto said with a small smile, "if he knew you came today, he'd be very pleased."

"It's an honor," Takayuki replied sincerely.

"By the way, I assume you're still competing with McFo?" Ueto asked. "Anything you can share? Maybe we can work together."

"Nothing special," Takayuki smiled. "Everything I do is out in the open—partnering with Facebook to bring more high-quality games to smartphones, maintaining our player base, and converting more core players through our console titles."

"Have you ever thought about expanding into other fields?"

"Not really. I've said it before—at heart, I'm a gamer. That'll never change."

"That kind of dedication to a single pursuit is admirable," Ueto remarked.

Takayuki grinned, "Did that make you feel a little relieved? Knowing I'm only focused on gaming might make me feel less threatening."

Ueto chuckled, "Haha, yes... a little."

Even though it was a funeral, the atmosphere wasn't as heavy anymore.

Strangely enough, despite being rivals, talking with Takayuki felt easy—like chatting with an old friend.

Anyone unaware of their history would never guess they were once competitors.