Crossing over, and then being blocked by a rich JK.

Chapter 478 Let him worry about it.

For those who have expectations, time always flies.

At least that was the case for Risa Yasuhara. She felt that time flew by and before she knew it, it was time for the school bell to ring and school to end.

Because it was on her way, she also gave Ayana and Yuki a ride. After weaving through traffic to avoid congested areas, she arrived at the Watanabe residence smoothly before the evening rush hour.

"Wow, it smells so good!"

As soon as she got off the bus, she smelled a wonderful aroma of cumin and chili powder mixed together.

"You said she tried roasting a whole rabbit."

Ayana Amamiya, who got out of the passenger seat, provided an explanation at the opportune moment.

"Roast a whole rabbit?" Risa Yasuhara was taken aback. Although she only knew how to make instant noodles, she still had basic common sense. She knew very well that such a large ingredient was not easy to roast. "How long will it take to roast?"

"It depends on the size of the rabbit. If it's a fairly well-proportioned one, it might be three or four points."

After thinking for a moment, the young lady gave her answer.

Although she had never grilled it herself, she had watched related grilling videos.

"Does that mean they started grilling in their backyard after buying groceries and getting home?"

Risa Yasuhara realized what was happening.

“Pretty much.” Ayana Amamiya nodded, took out her key from the pocket of her school skirt, walked to the front door and opened it. “Take off your shoes and go inside.”

It's not good to just stay outside chatting all the time.

"Ah."

Risa Yasuhara and Yuki Hayakawa responded and walked into the entrance hall one after the other.

"I am back!"

After closing the door, Ayana Amamiya said those words and then took two new pairs of slippers from the shoe cabinet, handing them to Yuki and Risa.

"Thank you."

After saying thank you in unison, Hayakawa Yuki and Yasuhara Risa both changed into slippers.

"I'll go check the kitchen first. You guys can just go sit and rest in the living room."

The young lady quickly changed her shoes and then strode towards the kitchen.

Instead of spending time with Yuki and Risa, she felt she should be more focused on Ryoko's progress in the kitchen.

She knew the contents of Yu Mei's reply.

Although her instincts told her to just do as people say, she still had a little worry.

Compared to You's indifference, she personally cares quite a bit about her relationship with Yu Mei.

It wasn't for her own sake, but for his.

If he ever runs into trouble in the future, such as being exposed by paparazzi without his knowledge or regard for the consequences, then Yu Mei's connection with him can be very helpful.

Has she always been this energetic and impulsive?

Risa Yasuhara, who had just changed her shoes, looked up at the figure that had disappeared around the corner and murmured something under her breath.

"Yes."

Hayakawa Yuki slowly stood up.

She placed her little leather shoes on the edge so they wouldn't block the way.

"I really didn't notice before."

Risa Yasuhara shook her head.

She had always thought that Ayana Amamiya was only energetic and energetic at work, but she never expected her to be just as energetic and energetic in her personal life. She had thought that Ayana Amamiya would be more ladylike or have a more refined, aristocratic air.

“What’s so hard to see?” Hayakawa Yuki said, not at all surprised. “In fact, it’s the problem that you’re always filling in the blanks with your first impressions, isn’t it?”

This is a principle that even elementary school students know.

"Indeed, I am somewhat of an empiricist."

Risa Yasuhara chuckled softly, then strode towards the living room.

She had been here once before, so she knew the basic layout of the place.

"..."

Watching Risa Yasuhara's retreating figure, Yuki Hayakawa tilted her head, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes.

She didn't quite understand why Risa suddenly smiled.

In short, he's probably not angry, right?

She shook her head, stopped thinking about it, and walked towards the living room.

With Ryoko and Ayana looking after the kitchen, she shouldn't go and join the fun. As for checking on Yu in the backyard, she should wait until Risa starts watching TV.

If possible, she would still like to spend some time alone with him.

Even if it's just for a short while.

*
In the kitchen.

"How are the preparations going?"

Pushing open the sliding door, Ayana Amamiya was the first to ask this question.

"Almost done." Ryoko Hamabe turned her head and met the gaze of the saintly young lady. "How about you? Did the prop-making go smoothly this afternoon?"

"Didn't I already say that I don't have any props to make?"

The young lady shrugged, a hint of helplessness in her eyes. She found making props quite interesting, like making clay sculptures.

"But if you ask how the training is going, I can only say that everything is on track."

To be honest, she underestimated the adaptability of the students in Class B and Class C, as well as their ability to get into character.

Yesterday it seemed so-so, but today two or three girls suddenly got it. They got into the zone quickly and were very deeply immersed in it. Their actions and expressions were already very similar to the requirements that You wrote in the notebook.

“Isn’t this good?”

Ryoko Hamabe raised her chin, then looked away and began to examine the fish steaming in the pot again.

This dish was added on short notice. You's original words were that if people really can't eat spicy food, they should be given some choice, that is, there should be a non-spicy but delicious dish, preferably a meat dish.

So, they added steamed fish to their dinner.

"It's nice, but the problem is you're all not here. I'm so bored." Ayana Amamiya couldn't help but sigh. She really didn't expect that she would have such a restless day. "I can't play on my phone, and there's nothing else to do to pass the time, so I can only sit there and watch."

"To be honest, I'd rather help make props; at least that would be more interesting."

Unfortunately, Risa refused several times after she brought it up.

"Should we let You go and fetch it?"

Ryoko Hamabe understood her unspoken meaning and gave her a reminder.

"his words……"

Ayana Amamiya's eyes lit up.

Yes, how could she not have thought of that?

Yu has a lot of say in front of Risa.

“Given Risa’s personality, she would definitely consider it first if Yu mentioned it, and besides, it’s not an unreasonable request.” Hamabe Ryoko paused, “I just think Risa is being a little too protective of you.”

In plain terms, Risa thinks Ayana is a rich girl, so she doesn't let her do such hard work.

"I'm not some pampered young lady who never lifts a finger."

Ayana Amamiya rolled her eyes.

She might have been like that before, but she isn't now, and she never will be.

After all, she prefers to make desserts for her children herself rather than taking them out for dessert.

To quote the pastry chef who owns a dessert shop, the sense of satisfaction you feel when your child praises the cake you made as delicious is indescribable.

In that instant, the sense of accomplishment makes you forget all the troubles and setbacks in life, and gives you renewed courage to face life. She wanted to experience it too.

However, that day is still a bit far away for her right now, since she will have to graduate from university at the earliest.

"That's why I said it's a stereotype."

Ryoko Hamabe glanced at the steamed fish, then untied the tie at the back of her apron and stretched out a big yawn.

Has Ryoko considered coming to visit the set?

Ayana Amamiya didn't respond, but instead brought up something else.

"Yes, but the exact timeframe depends on the teacher's decision."

At this point, Ryoko Hamabe pursed her lips and made a troubled expression.

This is the tough part about graduating students: if you want to ask for leave, it's not just a matter of wanting to, you also need the teacher's approval.

If the teacher disagrees, it's a huge problem and things could get very difficult.

Of course, generally speaking, the teachers at Chengnan Private High School are mostly reasonable. If something really happens, they will agree to help. Things like withholding leave slips are basically unheard of.

"With your grades, shouldn't you be able to say whatever you want?"

This is the same in any school.

The better a student's grades, the more influence they have in front of their teachers.

Similarly, the less academically accomplished someone is, the less influence they have, and the less noticeable they are.

After all, that's how people are. When you remember too many things, you'll only remember the things that left the deepest impression on you, and forget the things that weren't so memorable.

Examples include students with exceptionally high grades and students with exceptionally low grades who are also mischievous.

"I wish that were true."

Ryoko Hamabe shrugged.

It's true that her teacher is easy to talk to, but not as easy as one might imagine, especially since this is the crucial second semester.

If it weren't for the fact that Chengnan Private High School doesn't object to students dating, and that You's grades are excellent and haven't dropped, given her personality as a teacher, she would definitely have talked to her about this privately.

However, on the other hand, if she hadn't met him, she probably wouldn't have dated anyone until she graduated from university, or even after that.

Because of her past experiences, she has an instinctive resistance and fear towards dating and subsequent marriage.

Similarly, it was only because she met him that the unease hidden in her subconscious did not erupt.

"This is what the year of college entrance exams is like."

Ayana Amamiya offered her a word of comfort.

"Hmm, we'll get through this year."

Ryoko Hamabe understood this perfectly.

Anyway, she could see him every day. They went to school together in the morning and came home together in the afternoon. They even shared a bed at night. Under such circumstances, she could completely accept the short separations at school.

"Actually, it's been half a year."

Ayana Amamiya reminded her.

“No, it’s a year and a half.” Ryoko Hamabe lowered her eyes, her mood slightly somber. “After I graduate and go on to higher education, we won’t be studying in the same place anymore. I’ll have to wait a year before I can see you all again.”

She is not actually a person who likes separation, or rather, she is not good at separation.

This is especially true after one has become accustomed to a lively environment.

"It's just at school; isn't it the same at home?"

Ayana Amamiya smiled and offered her a word of comfort.

"Different."

Ryoko Hamabe shook her head.

It was completely different for her, at least.

“My idea is to move after you finish your exams. Once you move there, you'll be closer to the University of Tokyo. As for us, we can just have the driver pick us up every morning.”

Ayana Amamiya revealed her thoughts.

She had actually mentioned this before, but Ryoko didn't care at the time. Now, she felt it was appropriate to bring it up again, and the timing was quite right.

"Won't that be too much trouble?"

Ryoko Hamabe mentioned it briefly.

She was actually somewhat tempted, but she also felt a little sorry for Yu and Ayana, because it would mean asking them to make do with her, which made her feel uncomfortable.

“What trouble is there? We are family.”

Ayana Amamiya rolled her eyes at her, annoyed.

To put it bluntly, if Ryoko mentions the word "trouble" now, it means she doesn't consider them her real family.

There's no such thing as trouble or not trouble when you're in a family. Yes, it's fine to mention it occasionally, or even complain a little, but bringing up trouble at this time is a bit inappropriate.

"……Feel sorry."

Upon hearing this, Ryoko Hamabe lowered her eyes and whispered an apology.

"Don't say sorry, don't say sorry. Just like Yuichi has repeatedly emphasized, we don't need to say such formal things between us."

Ayana Amamiya waved her hand, signaling her to stop talking.

She could understand Ryoko's thoughts and knew that Ryoko was more insecure than Yuki and herself, but she felt it was far from that point.

She never treated Ryoko as an outsider.
—From the moment she decided to accept Ryoko, that was her unwavering belief.

"Row."

Ryoko Hamabe glanced at the expression on the young lady's face, hesitated for a moment, and then nodded.

"If it's possible to move..."

She hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but then stopped.

Even with someone's help, it's still an extremely strenuous task.

What's wrong with moving?

Ayana Amamiya asked a question in return.

She felt that moving was normal, or rather, that home was wherever they were, and where they lived wasn't that important, since it was just a vessel.

"Won't suddenly changing to a new living environment affect your state of mind?"

This is her biggest concern.

The college entrance season is often the most important time, and sudden changes in the living environment can easily affect one's studies, life, and mental state.

Just like they had discussed, they would move to avoid the year they were going to college.

However, judging from Ayana's current intentions, she is avoiding the academic year in which she was entering high school, rather than the academic year in which they were entering high school.

"What do you mean by 'won't have an impact'?" Ayana Amamiya waved her hand, indicating that she shouldn't worry about things that weren't her concern. "What you should be worried about is what reason Yuki will give to move in after we move."

This is the most important thing, more so than anything else.

But her intuition told her that the chances of success were slim.

After all, Aunt Hiroko has emphasized it repeatedly, but if we don't try, Yuki will be unhappy.

In short, it's all difficult.

"As for this, let Yu worry about it."

Ryoko Hamabe looked away and, unusually, said something irresponsible.

"Ha, you're right, let him worry about it!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the young lady smiled and nodded in agreement.

(End of this chapter)