Miss Heir wasn't very kind to me.

Chapter 116 12. "Let's go to Uji! (2)"

On Monday, August 8th, after checking out of the hotel, we headed to Kyoto Station.

I didn't buy much these two days. Except for the cat Fushandy's doll which took up a little space, the small suitcase I brought with me and one I bought temporarily can hold all the things.

However, they couldn't take the bus with their suitcases, so the six of them took a taxi to Sijo.

On the bus, Masumi couldn't help but think: I live not far from Sanjo Keihan Station, but I have never taken a train in Kyoto. If that's the case, then why did I insist on squeezing into one room yesterday?

"Well……"

Masumi tilted his head as he felt a weight on his shoulder and the scent of shampoo wafted over.

In response to the slight shaking of the taxi, Kamishiro nodded frequently and leaned his weight on his shoulder.

"Kamiyo?"

The soft black hair swayed in front of his eyes and covered her cheeks, reminding him of the low ponytail hairstyle he had in the morning.

"Well……"

Linyin quietly raised her eyelids, her eyes still bleary, and whispered softly, "I'm sorry."

Although her expression remained calm, her earlobe, faintly visible between her black hair, was unusually red.

"fine."

"Your saliva is flowing." Sitting on Masumi's right, Kurokawa Mio said lightly.

Linyin showed a stunned expression for a moment, and her fingertips subconsciously touched her lips.

"Don't worry, it was Kurokawa who lied to you." Masumi said helplessly.

The black-haired beauty narrowed her eyes coldly and glanced at Kurokawa, who raised the corner of his lips as if finding it funny, with a hint of provocation.

"Didn't you sleep well last night?" Masumi asked.

Within two minutes of getting on the bus, Kamishiro had been nodding her head constantly, her eyelids drooping. It was surprising; Hanekawa was usually the one to play this role.

The jellyfish girl was currently in another taxi with Seno and Chiai.

"Yeah, a little bit."

"Because of Hanekawa?" Masumi asked.

Lin Yin shook her head silently.

Kurokawa Mio immediately became nervous: "Then... is it because of Masumi!?"

"You didn't do anything to my Masumi secretly at night when everyone else was asleep!"

She tensed her cheeks nervously, as if facing a great enemy.

"I'm not you. I wouldn't do something so boring."

"I have always been very sensible and would not force Masumi." Kurokawa Mio retorted angrily.

(At most, I do it secretly...)
Eyes wandering.

"Yeah."

"Who said, 'We won't be discovered. Everyone is tired today and will sleep soundly. I promise.'"

Rin originally wanted to narrate the story in a nonchalant tone, but the subtle erotic undertones in her words made her voice sound a little hoarse than usual.

“…” Kurokawa was speechless.

"So you weren't asleep yet." Masumi was dumbfounded.

"The dangerous person hasn't fallen asleep yet, and I can't rest easy."

Rinyin used her fingertips to push away the hair stuck to her cheeks and tucked it behind her ears.

Although I know that the phrase "dangerous person" is not serious, there seems to be a subtle atmosphere in the air.

The taxi driver in the front row was doing his job conscientiously and driving the vehicle steadily.

Silence fell once again. Kamishiro swallowed a yawn, remained alert, and explained:
"It's just a normal lack of sleep."

"so."

"Ah."

Masumi didn't think much about it. He turned around and looked at the smooth streets of Kyoto through the windshield of the taxi.

He should not have missed the emotion contained in Kamishiro's eyes just now.

It was something I had seen before: sentimental, suspicious, yet fragile and fragile.

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Kyoto Station was crowded at nine in the morning.

Inside the station, a poster for the fireworks festival was plastered on a billboard. In bold, gleaming yellow letters, it read: "Chasing that summer again! After X years, the Ujigawa Fireworks Festival is back in full force!"

It is also the ultimate destination of this short trip for six people.

The Uji River Fireworks Festival, held every August, was once the largest fireworks festival in Kyoto Prefecture, with approximately 8 to 5000 fireworks launched and 7000 participants. It has a history of more than half a century.

In 14, the event was cancelled due to the rising water level of the Uji River. Later, due to insufficient funds and the adverse impact of the explosion accident in Fukuchiyama City Fireworks Festival, it was finally announced in 17 that it would not be resumed.

Although on the day at the beach, Masumi said something nice to Rinne on impulse, "The things that island countries have the most in the summer are festivals and fireworks."

But when he carefully picked up his phone and searched for fireworks festivals that had not yet been held in the Kansai region, he found that the fireworks festivals in Kyoto and Osaka Prefecture had already ended.

Only after the Obon holiday, on August 8th, there was a summer festival at Kenbe Taisha Shrine in Otsu City, Shiga Prefecture, with about 17 fireworks and 1000 people attending.

If it weren't for the Ujigawa Fireworks Festival that was revived this time.

"Fate, this must be fate!"

Mami's voice was filled with excitement. "This is a rare opportunity, I must dress more gorgeously than fireworks!"

"I agree!" Qian Ai nodded in agreement.

"Fireworks and stuff are way too exaggerated," Rin sighed.

"Hey, don't say that. It's not sparkling and exciting at all." Asami smiled.

"Is this considered stealing Yuyama's catchphrase?" Masumi said.

"It's okay, it's okay."

She didn't care at all: "Little Aimei told me that she started looking for things that sparkled and moved her heart because she and her sister, Xiao Chiharu, heard the sound of stars when they were camping as children. Isn't it the same with fireworks?"

"Star?"

Mami nodded, and suddenly read out a line in a loud voice:

"If you reach for small stars, you will find small happiness."

"If you reach for the big stars, you will get big fortunes."

"If you can pick both, you will have eternal wishes."

"Sister Mami, what are you doing, performing an opera?" Qian Ai complained with a bored look on her face.

"I guess so. Don't you think that's pretty impressive?"

"Amazing?" Qian Ai was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously turned to Masumi: "What do you think, Masumi?"

"Kind of."

Masumi glanced at Kurokawa Mio calmly, noticing her thoughtful expression.

"Eh! Is that true?! I don't understand at all."

The childhood girl looked shocked.

"Alright, alright, enough small talk, now let's go buy a yukata!"

"Xiao Haiyue is also coming with us. This time, you can't suddenly sneak off to look at the piano or something like last time."

"……Oh."

The underground passages at Kyoto Station connect to various shopping malls. Before leaving for Uji, the girls bought yukata for the festival.

"Isn't it a bit too much to buy a yukata just for this fireworks festival?" Rin said after passing through Hachijo Exit and arriving in front of the women's section.

"Oh, really? Then why not just wear it in the coffee shop?"

"Sister Mami, Fanxing is not a hot spring hotel."

"Hey, that reminds me. If Fanxing makes a lot of money in the future, how about opening a hot spring hotel in Arima Onsen? Masumi-kun. It will definitely be super popular!"

Asami stared at Masumi expectantly.

The latter ignored her whimsical idea, thought for a moment, and said to Rin:
"It would be meaningful if I could watch a fireworks display like this every year."

"Ok?"

Linyin raised her head to look at him.

"Go every year!? With whom?" Kurokawa Mio showed her wariness blatantly.

Qian Ai covered her mouth and said, "Wow, Masumi-san said something outrageous again."

"What's the big deal?"

Masumi chewed on his words and said in a matter-of-fact calm tone, "Of course I'll go with whoever I want to go with, like friends, family, etc."

"..."

The girls looked at him silently, and Masumi was a little overwhelmed by the burning gazes focused on him.

How is this.

"Eh—I thought it was an invitation like, 'Let's watch the fireworks display together next year,' or 'Will you watch fireworks displays with me forever?'" Asami teased him with a smile. "Those words sound just like a confession." Masumi said helplessly, "'Later,' 'For a lifetime,' or something like that."

"...Hey, it turns out that Masumi-san is self-aware." Qian Ai muttered softly.

"what?"

"Ah, nothing, Masumi-san, go on."

"Oh." He nodded and went on to explain, "I just think that next year is too far away to tell. It's hard to predict what will happen in the future."

"A promise that cannot be fulfilled is a lie. I prefer things that can be done now."

After he finished speaking, Kurokawa Mio immediately took up the thread.

"As expected of Masumi, you're very gentle."

Her eyes were full of light, her lips trembling slightly, and her gaze was so intimate and gentle that it could melt ice and snow.

"Isn't this just another form of scumbag?"

Mami looked odd, shrugged, and said, "Sorry, I can't make you any promises right now—the difference between a 0% commitment scumbag and a 100% commitment scumbag."

It turns out that "everything has two sides" can be reflected here. Masumi can't help but admire the great philosophy created by mankind.

He immediately pulled the corner of his mouth and asked, "Then what proves that I'm not a scumbag?"

"Hmm..." Mami pondered for a moment with a serious expression: "It turns out that we should take action."

"If you can accumulate one moment after another, maybe it will become a lifetime," the heroine of an anime I watched said.

"I see."

He nodded as if accepting instruction.

"Oh——" She sighed deeply again.

"what happened again?"

Masumi felt baffled.

"Because Masumi-kun is weird. It's definitely wrong to say you're a slow-witted character, but you clearly realize it every time, yet you still say that. Are you deliberately playing dumb?"

Mami subconsciously stretched out her finger, wanting to poke his cheek, but after being stung by a cold look, she quickly retracted it in fear.

"Uh, I was kidding."

Shocked by Kurokawa Mio's aura, Asami swallowed and said.

The former turned his face away, a sigh escaping his lips: "I wish Masumi could play dumb with me instead of being like this now."

She made no attempt to lower her voice, so several people could hear it clearly.

Masumi sighed and said nothing.

"that……"

The attention of several people was drawn to the sound, and a look of hesitation appeared on Rin's face, which rarely showed emotion.

"Are words like 'for a lifetime' only said when expressing love?"

"Eh."

Chiai's voice seemed to be split, as if she was surprised that Rinone asked such a question.

Mami raised her eyebrows slightly, then her lips curved into a happy arc, stretching out her tone:

"Hey—it's rare that Rin'in-chan takes the initiative to talk about love. After all, you don't have much experience interacting with people, so let me answer your questions."

"Sister Mami, do you think a otaku has the right to say that?" Qian Ai complained.

She was still wearing sandals. The floor of the store was polished to a shine, and made a "click" or "click" sound when she walked on it.

Then, from his thin lips, he uttered a brief, clear answer: "It's just like a confession."

Rinone glanced at Masumi secretly, her expression still calm.

"Wait a minute! Isn't there such a thing as 'lifelong friends'?" Masumi said.

"It's a confession."

“There are also things like ‘close friends’ and ‘family’…”

"It's a confession."

Masumi gave up and said, "Actually, you just want to talk about this topic."

The winner proudly asserted his right to speak: "Listen, a promise like 'a lifetime' is a heavy one. Most people, or in most situations, wouldn't easily make it."

“So there are probably only two types of people who often talk about it!”

An enigmatic smile played on her lips.

"what?"

Qian Ai was also tickled by her pretentiousness and listened curiously.

Asami held up a finger, "Heavy girl."

While speaking, he looked at Kurokawa Mio.

"I just want to be with Masumi for the rest of my life."

"Oh! It's really like that." Qian Ai nodded as if it was magical, and didn't even care about the content of the words.

"anything else?"

"Scumbag." She smiled and stretched out a second finger, then looked at Masumi.

"Why are you looking at me and saying that?"

"No, no, I just saw Xiao Haiyue walking over there and locked my eyes on her." Mami smiled.

"That's true, Haiyue, stop running around." Qian Ai grabbed the jellyfish girl who was swaying and wandering around the store.

"So I'm... a scumbag?" Linyin was quite confused.

"It's the former." Qian Ai couldn't help but say.

"What does heavy girl... mean?"

Linyin tilted her head slightly, a puzzled expression on her face: "On payday, Mami-san said the same thing."

"To be frank, she's a woman who makes people feel heavy."

The veteran otaku, Ms. Asami, transformed herself into a private school teacher. She pushed her nonexistent glasses with her slender fingers and explained slowly:

"The characteristic is that they take relationships very seriously. They may not be possessive or jealous, but they definitely place too much importance on relationships."

Masumi recalled what Kamishiro had said to him.

"I want to keep giving and receiving like this for the rest of my life."

He didn't take it seriously at the time, but as time passed, this sentence weighed heavily on his shoulders.

as well as.

"Today on the beach, for some reason, I suddenly had this inexplicable thought: I want to be able to spend moments like this with these five people forever."

"..."

Because Rin was listening attentively, no one else planned to interrupt her. This was a rare opportunity to speak her mind, so Mami smiled delightedly and immediately launched into a long speech.

"The yandere trait is often compared to the heavy girl. Compared to the heavy girl, the yandere embodies extremely deep, even twisted love. Therefore, the possessiveness, jealousy, and even the distortion itself that I just mentioned may not exist."

"These things exist simply because it can better, or should I say, it is easier, to express the depth of love."

"So..." she suddenly added a grumbling tone. "A lot of works nowadays place too much emphasis on 'disease' rather than 'love.' But really, 'disease' is just a way of describing how profound 'love' can be. Overemphasizing the 'disease' is completely putting the cart before the horse."

As Asami was telling the story, she would occasionally glance at Kurokawa Mio, leaving the latter confused. Finally, she looked at Masumi.

"However, most yandere romances actually just end badly because the male protagonist doesn't understand love."

"Because the essence is love, playing straight is the most effective solution to the yandere's high-attack, low-defense nature. It also defines the "delicate" in "yandere."

"Why are you looking at me?" Masumi looked strange.

"Ahem." Mami cleared her throat. "In short, both start from love for the other person. Since it's a romantic concept, it must be a two-way effort between the two parties involved."

"So, when dealing with yanderes, you must respond positively, while when dealing with women, you just need to respond normally. Overall, this is a long-term, steady approach."

"above."

As if satisfied with the completion of her study of otaku attributes, Asami let out a quiet breath.

Sparse applause broke out.

"I see." Rin nodded gently: "Thank you, Mami-san."

What are you thanking me for? Masumi turned her head away awkwardly. She had clearly just taken the opportunity to indulge in some geeky science.

And there seems to be some hidden meaning.

"Sister Mami, I still don't quite understand." Qian Ai murmured.

Mami sighed earnestly, "Chiai, do you know how low the winning rate is for energetic and stupid heroines in the anime world?"

"what is that?"

"It's said that 70% of energetic heroines will fail in anime. If you include the supporting role of childhood sweethearts, it's almost a complete failure..."

Qian Ai was confused and instinctively felt uncomfortable. She shook her head desperately and said:
"Stop saying those weird things, Mami-san...ah! There's a kimono shop up ahead, let's go buy some yukata."

After saying that, she pulled Haiyue towards the store, and the other four followed her.

(End of this chapter)