Tokyo: The life of a literary giant begins with home self-defense!

Chapter 430: Akane Takeda's clash with the young lady is a defeat for the beautiful girl.

The houses by the mountain lake have one or two floors.

The first floor has a kitchen, a small shower room, a living room, and a small room where Tatsukawa Tetsu used to live.

The small room is now filled with clutter, and only the three living rooms on the second floor are usable.

One room is for the lady, one room is for Akane Takeda, and there's only one room left. If Tatsukawa Toru wants to stay there, he'll have to share with the young lady.

“There are many ways to arrange and combine them. Xiazi can share a room with you, or you can share a room with your mother.”

Longchuan Che gave advice that most people would give, but neither of the two girls seemed to listen to him.

“We’re engaged, so of course he’ll share a room with me.”

Natsuko Imamura looked at Akane Takeda strangely.
"It's you."

The young lady revealed a teasing yet cunning smile.

"Wouldn't it be strange to want to share a room with your own brother?"

The two had a somewhat incompatible aura, or rather, the Kujo family and the Takeda family were inherently at odds.

Akane Takeda said with a smile:
"I'm doing this for your sake."

"You're making such a fast progress!"

The girl took out her phone and waved it.

"Wouldn't it be heartbreaking for someone to find out?"

On the phone screen was a familiar number belonging to the young lady. Long Chuanche picked up his bowl of noodles and took a sip of soup.

"Haven't you explained it to her yet?"

Longchuan Che was referring to his girlfriend.

He called the other party after the dinner to explain, but there was no reply.

"I've already explained it."

The young lady also seemed to have a headache.

"But she said she didn't want to talk about this right now."

Miss Muzi has left.

The day after the dinner party at the Kujo family home.

Waseda University's sports team has a summer training camp, and the girl left Yamanashi Prefecture early.

"That's it."

Long Chuan Che sighed.

"Come with me to Arashiyama when you go to Kyoto this time."

"Ah."

Arashiyama, Kyoto, is where Miss Muzi is training.

Akane Takeda was about to say something more, but Tatsukawa Tetsu put down his chopsticks and went upstairs.

Since the boy returned to Shanzhonghu today, he hasn't said more than three sentences to the girl.

He didn't say a word in response to the other party's deliberate provocation.

In the living room where only the two girls remained, Natsuko Imamura sneered.

"If I were you, I wouldn't deliberately do so many things to make him hate me."

Akane Takeda seems like a tireless madwoman.

There were some things she knew would offend Long Chuanche, but she couldn't help doing them anyway.

It was then and it is now.

"How pitiful, Takeda-kun."

The young lady picked up a piece of soft, glutinous pumpkin and ate it in small bites. Akane Takeda didn't answer, silently finished her meal, and went upstairs.

In the quiet of the small mountain village at night, when Longchuan Che returned to his room after taking a bath, the young lady was leaning against the wall reading a book.

He lay in a clean bed, next to Tatsukawa Tetsu's.

Why lay two?

The room is tatami-style, and the originally somewhat simple room seems to have taken on a different look after the young lady came into being.

Even the 2000 yen low table in the corner looks like a valuable antique.

This is how Tatsukawa Tetsu described it.

"I dare to make the bed, but do you dare to sleep in it?"

Natsuko Imamura sneered.

This person always likes to talk a big game, but because of Songzhi Muzi, he can't do anything at all.

This is also why the young lady felt comfortable sharing a room with him.

Mind reading is pretty useful most of the time.

"The Obon festival is in a couple of days."

Longchuan Che took a dry towel from the wardrobe and dried his wet hair.

"So they might be going to Kyoto with us."

The trip to Kyoto was an itinerary that Tatsukawa Tetsu had already arranged with the young lady, and today he told his wife that the woman wanted to go too.

Beside the Kamo River in Kyoto lies Mount Saga, also known as Koarashiyama.

Obon is a major festival in Japan, and my wife is going back to pay respects to her ancestors. "Mm."

The girl nodded slightly, showing little objection.

Although Akane Takeda was always targeting her, the little girl seemed insignificant to her.

"I don't think I noticed you were like this before."

Ryukawa Tetsu was referring to the fact that the young lady would mock Takeda Akane.

He originally thought the young lady had a quiet personality, but today she seemed to be at odds with Akane Takeda.

The young lady didn't answer, but instead rubbed her chin and waved to Long Chuanche.

"what?"

Longchuan Che, who was wearing a towel on his head, was stunned.

"I'll help you."

The girl got up from under the covers and let Long Chuanche sit on the floor. She then stood behind him and used a towel to wipe the boy's wet hair.

The young lady rubbed the boy's wet hair with her fingertips and thought for a moment before speaking.

She said I was hypocritical.

This is the answer to the question posed earlier by Tatsukawa Tetsu.

"So you deliberately provoked her?"

Ryukawa Tetsu had just finished showering when he saw Takeda Akane in the room with a gloomy face. This was the first time Ryukawa Tetsu had ever seen Takeda Akane like this.

"Longchuan Che".

The young lady sighed as she ruffled the boy's hair.

"People will retaliate when their sore spots are touched."

So you consider yourself a hypocrite?

"Self-awareness is."

Longchuan Che took the towel off his head and turned around. The girl was wearing a loose white short-sleeved shirt, and her clean, tender legs looked a little cool in the hot summer night.

Although Tatsukawa Tetsu knew that a person's character could not be judged by their appearance, it was really hard for the young lady at this moment to feel that she was hypocritical.

Her skin was very fair, and her gentle, rain-kissed charm made her seem even more graceful.

"You can't judge a book by its cover."

The young lady reminded me.

With her wrist supporting Long Chuanche's shoulder, the young lady leaned close to Long Chuanche's ear.

“I was instilled with the idea that I would become your wife when I was young, and I was also unhappy when you first started dating Mu Zi.”

Confusion, bewilderment, shock.

Longchuan Che looked at the young lady with an expression that said, "You really are a hypocrite."

"But there's nothing we can do about it."

Longchuan Che smiled with a hint of smugness.

"I am not only exceptionally talented, but also indisputably perfect in character."

"It's just the influence of the surrounding ideas I've had since I was a child, it doesn't mean I like you."

The young lady pinched the bridge of her nose, as if she had a headache.

"I see."

Long Chuanche nodded, with an expression that said, "I know everything."

"Because I have a possessive feeling towards my best friend's boyfriend, I feel like I'm being hypocritical."

Long Chuanche's face was full of "I'm still too good." The young lady put a towel over the boy's head.

"nausea."

After uttering this curse, the young lady crawled back into bed.

A gentle night breeze blew, and the lights slowly went out as summer evening fell.

After Longchuan Che remained silent outside the corridor, he slowly got up.

"I'm leaving."

Longchuan Che said to the young lady who was sleeping not far away.

"Ah."

The girl was also awake, and upon noticing Long Chuanche's movement, she responded softly.

Between Akane Takeda and the young lady, Tatsukawa Toru naturally felt more comfortable being with the young lady.

However, besides the young lady and Akane Takeda, there was also a wife. Tatsukawa Tetsu quietly left the room with his bedding.

The wind rattled the bell on the windowsill.

After Long Chuanche left, someone let out a long sigh.

The conflict with Akane Takeda may seem like a victory for the young lady, but it is actually a collective defeat for the beautiful girls.

"Going out for a secret rendezvous in front of your fiancée?"

That night, the young lady, who was visiting the mountain lake for the first time, clicked her tongue in displeasure.

(End of this chapter)