Miss Heir wasn't very kind to me.

Chapter 190, Section 31: "The Miyazawa Masumi Bloodshed Incident"

The typhoon's effects on Miyako Island continued the following day.

Masumi was awakened by the noisy rain. The thunder had receded, but the storm was still raging at sea.

He subconsciously straightened his bangs; he must have been sweating while asleep, causing his hair to stick together.

As her right arm swung so smoothly in the air, Masumi suddenly froze, realizing she was sitting on the sofa wrapped in a blanket.

Did I... fall asleep while sitting?
In his hazy memory, he seemed to have fallen asleep with his head on his senior's lap.

Masumi looked around and, finding everything normal, quietly exhaled. It must have been her senior who covered her up after she fell asleep last night.

Thinking this, he stood up from the sofa—

Huh?
To say he was completely still would be an exaggeration, but there seemed to be some force preventing him from leaving the sofa.

"Meow~"

The tabby cat that sneaked in last night is lying on the sofa not far away.

Noticing the movement, she glanced at him with her amber eyes, then looked away indifferently.

Masumi threw back the covers and looked down. A pair of fair and slender thighs filled her vision, forming a "knot" on Masumi's body, with a fleshy texture squeezing out between the thighs and calves.

Hmm~ Is he still asleep?
Masumi rubbed her eyes hesitantly, but the scene before her remained unchanged.

Her legs stretched forward from both sides of his waist, sandwiching him like a sandwich and locking Masumi firmly in place.

Although he didn't have the birdwatching club members' ability to "identify the species of birds by observing their feet," the light blue color on his toenails was quite striking.

Without a doubt, it was my senior, Ru Gu.

She wrapped her legs around her waist and fell asleep on the sofa without any burden.

Realizing this, Masumi's body stiffened instantly, her upper body supporting her and remaining still, creating a subtle gap between her and her beautiful senior.

"...Hmm, good morning, Masumi. Did you sleep well last night?"

Oh no, the senior has also woken up.

"Good morning, senior." Masumi forced out a stiff voice. "It's alright."

Sleeping soundly until dawn is the best proof.

"However, I didn't feel well when I woke up."

"Hey, why?"

I, like an ancient being, ask a question I already know the answer to.

"Being so close to my senior makes me feel very stiff."

"Ah~ it is indeed very stiff."

As I, Chitose Kogoro, said meaningfully, "At this moment, she is intimately close to Masumi, and she is the girl who knows Masumi's physical condition best."

"By the way, what's with Masumi's posture? Her back is so straight, like she's being trained. Doesn't it hurt?"

The posture of supporting her upper body solely with her waist puts a strain on her spine, causing Masumi's body to sway precariously.

"It hurts, but..."

"If that's the case, then don't force yourself to stay strong."

I grabbed his shoulder and pulled him towards me. Masumi's body slid slightly towards the front of the sofa and then fell towards the beauty behind her.

“It’s a senior’s duty to care for their juniors, isn’t it? So Masumi, please relax.”

Although Masumi is taller than her senior, due to the angle, she was actually pulled into my arms like a young woman.

Her intertwined legs slid up from her waist and abdomen to her chest, and she felt the strong presence of her senior behind her.

This posture reminded Masumi of the unpleasant experience of being choked by Mami's legs; thankfully, her senior's strength was very light.

"Waking up suddenly and seeing this must have startled Masumi, right?"

I, like a thousand-year-old ancient being, looked down at him with gentle eyes, my black hair falling onto his body.

Although for some reason Masumi could only see half of her face, he was certain that her lips were smiling mischievously.

"Sorry, I was trying to hug Masumi while I was sleeping, so I disturbed you after you fell asleep."

"This is absolutely outrageous."

"It's even, one to one. After all, Masumi enjoyed a lap pillow last night, so what's wrong with letting me hug her for a while?" I smiled with narrowed eyes, just like Kou Chisui.

Masumi sighed, "Wouldn't it be a waste of my time if I gave up my room to you, senpai?"

"That seems to be true."

I smiled and nodded gently, my warm breath brushing against Masumi's ear.

"It's not too late for us to go back to your room now."

"A bed is definitely the best...it creates a better atmosphere."

The senior seemed to have thought of something good. What kind of atmosphere is this? Masumi, rubbing her forehead, spoke:
"Both of them are awake. What are they going back to their room for?"

“Masumi can do whatever she wants.” I, like Chitose Kogo, gave him a teasing smile.

The natural wood coffee table and the casually designed sofa create a relaxing space, yet Masumi's shoulders are tense and her expression is strained.

"Speaking of which, have any of the girls at the coffee shop ever hugged Masumi like this?" she suddenly asked.

"In this position... no."

"So that means there will still be times when they hug each other?"

"Mmm," Masumi managed to squeeze out a sound from her throat.

"Is that so?" I chuckled softly, "In that case, it's like I've stolen a privilege from those girls who have easy access to the water. Hmm~ It feels pretty good to steal a bite."

Masumi twitched the corner of her mouth: "Stealing food..."

"That's right. You and Masumi were lying on the sofa early in the morning. Your confidantes could see this as soon as they opened the door to the second-floor room. The feeling of being on the verge of being discovered, yet also on the verge of being discovered at any moment, is quite interesting."

A sadistic black flame ignited in the senior's dark eyes; this person was completely addicted to it.

"Saying something like 'stealing food' is too strange. Am I some kind of delicacy?"

"Huh? Isn't that right? That Kurokawa-san looks at you with predatory eyes all the time."

"Mio's words..."

Speaking of someone, someone's shadow arrives.

"—Masumi, good morning. Did you sleep well in the living room? It rained heavily last night."

Kurokawa Mio's voice came from the stairs.

Masumi immediately became anxious.

Mio? Why did she have to choose this time... I can't let her see this scene.

Ever since meeting my senior at the aquarium yesterday, she has openly shown her wariness of me, whom she considers her greatest rival.

Masumi struggled desperately to get up, but I, like a young woman, held him firmly in place with my legs.

As a result, his head slid down further and further, resting on soft surfaces wherever it went, until his cheeks were buried between his senior's plump thighs.

"Senior, someone's coming..."

"Right."

However, his senior completely ignored his feelings, his lips curving into a mischievous smile, which Masumi saw as nothing short of devilish.

Good morning, you're up so early, Ms. Kurokawa.

I smiled gently, as if from ancient times.

Because Masumi was half-lying on her senior, she couldn't see Kurokawa Mio's expression clearly, and could only catch a glimpse of her slender shadow trembling on the floor out of the corner of her eye.

She seemed to have been struck by lightning and stood there speechless.

"Seriously, seriously, seriously, seriously!? What have you and Miss Rugu done!?"

After a long pause, she finally parted her lips slightly and uttered a trembling sound that wasn't quite smooth.

Masumi, with his face buried in his thighs, was unable to speak for the time being, so I, like Chitose Kou, answered for him.

"That's exactly what Ms. Kurokawa saw."

"How could this be... This is too much! They actually did this while I was asleep..."

Kurokawa Mio clenched her fists, tears welling in her eyes, then crossed her arms and grabbed the hem of her pajamas.

"If Masumi likes being treated like that, so can I!"

Having finally managed to peek out from between her senior's thighs, Masumi adjusted her breathing like someone just emerging from the water, her wide eyes reflecting the suddenly approaching blonde beauty.

"Wait a minute! Mio!"

The typhoon hasn't passed yet, and today looks like it's going to be another unsettling day. ◇

"I'm starting." x7
The breakfast for seven people was quite lavish, with half of it being Okinawan cuisine.

The dishes include: firm and slightly hard island tofu, stir-fried with bitter melon, pork, and carrots; fried Ryukyu snapper tempura; local buckwheat noodles; and mixed rice.

"Miss Rugu's cooking is delicious! She's such a capable and charming older sister."

Asami crunched on the golden, crispy sea bream tempura, squinting her eyes as she sighed.

Preparing breakfast for seven people is quite a task, so today each girl was responsible for a portion of the breakfast, and the Okinawan-style dishes were cooked by the senior.

This stir-fried dish, for example, is rich in ingredients and has a perfectly balanced seasoning. Even Masumi, who isn't used to bitter melon, ate a few more bites.

"I can only make a few simple home-style dishes using ingredients from the island," I said modestly, "I can't make any more complicated dishes."

As she spoke, she looked at Rinne, who was eating quietly, and praised her frankly.

"Miss Kamishiro is skilled in both Japanese and Western cuisine, and her desserts are top-notch. She is truly a model of a virtuous wife and loving mother."

“That’s right, that’s right.” Mami nodded in agreement: “Rinne is exactly the kind of heroine with long, straight black hair like a Yamato Nadeshiko from anime, and she’s even a shrine maiden! That’s amazing!”

Upon hearing this, Rinne suddenly gave her a cold glare.

"Ugh!" Mami stiffened. "Did I bring up the shrine topic and upset Rinne?"

"That's not true." The heiress shook her head gently, her eyelashes trembling slightly as she looked at the dining table.

"I never expected to hear someone describe me like this one day."

"What kind of evaluation?" Chiai tilted her head curiously. "Yamato Nadeshiko?"

"A virtuous wife and loving mother".

Rinne spoke with her usual indifferent expression.

"Oh my, no one has ever mentioned this before," I said, quite surprised.

"Although it's our first meeting, Ms. Kamishiro has made a very good impression on me."

She smiled gently, "She appears to be an ice queen on the outside, with a very serious and reliable work style, but on the inside she is very considerate and knows how to take care of people."

"But the biggest plus is definitely the cooking skills. As the saying goes, 'The way to a man's heart is through his stomach,' cooking is the first lesson a bride should learn."

"I didn't learn to cook because of such impure... such a purpose."

Rinne swallowed back the adjective she was about to use and suddenly looked at Kurokawa Mio.

"Speaking of which, Mio's cooking skills have improved a lot recently."

Mio, who had been sulking while eating, looked up upon hearing this.

She had been keeping one hand under the table, clutching Masumi's clothes as a silent protest.

Despite seeing Rinne as a formidable rival, Kurokawa Mio, having witnessed Rinne's superior skills, still maintains an unyielding will and continues to refine her culinary abilities.

In Masumi's opinion, Mio is indeed very hardworking, but if her opponent is Rinne...

In terms of culinary skills, while Mio's dishes are also delicious, perhaps she chose the wrong competitor...?

Nevertheless, seeing how much she had sacrificed, Masumi still felt a feeling that was hard to describe, or rather, something she didn't want to face.

"so."

As I, like a thousand-year-old woman, stroked my chin, I suddenly cast a meaningful glance at Masumi.

"By the way, this is a rare opportunity, would you all like to see some old photos of Masumi?"

◇

"...Then, this is a photo of Masumi running the last leg at the sports meet."

I, like a thousand-year-old ancient hero, enthusiastically showed the photos on my phone to several girls.

Asami nodded. "So Masumi-kun's morning run counts as a save file load."

"This photo was taken during the school festival rehearsal. Masumi was surrounded by the girls from the baton dancing club. The one closest to her is the captain of the baton dancing club."

"Ugh, Masumi-nii's smug expression is infuriating."

Qian Ai made no attempt to hide her dissatisfaction, letting out a cold snort.

"That was back in first grade," Masumi sighed helplessly.

"That's why I'm angry." Chiai pouted, "I didn't know that Masumi and I were both in Kobe at the time."

"So that's what you're angry about."

"No, there's also the fact that Masumi and the beautiful captain of the baton club are very close together."

Chiai puffed out her cheeks as if in a sullen mood, looking like an angry pufferfish. Masumi looked at her with a bitter expression.

"Speaking of which, it's quite surprising that Miss Rugu has collected so many photos that even her childhood friend, Xiaoqianai, has never seen."

Mami's exclamation caused Chiai to let out a sharp scream.

"Sister Mami?!"

"Sorry, sorry, I wasn't questioning Chihiro's childhood friend persona."

Chiai stared at Asami, who was gesticulating wildly as she explained, biting her lip as if she had made up her mind.

"Wait a minute! I also have photos of Masumi-nii in my collection."

The girl hurriedly tried to salvage her precarious childhood friendship.

"Look!"

"This is……"

“Masumi-nii from kindergarten.” Chiai proudly held up her phone.

"Wow~ It's a true lady's treasure!" Asami's eyes lit up.

"Oh dear, Masumi is so shameless for taking a bath without wearing anything."

"Senior, would you like to listen to what you're saying?"

Masumi, looking utterly annoyed, glanced at me like a vengeful old lady. From the curve of her lips, it was clear that she was simply enjoying the show.

"Hey, Qian'ai, don't show this kind of thing to everyone! By the way, how did you get this photo?"

"Of course, Uncle Jingjian sent it to my parents, and I have always treasured it."

"Masumi... naked..."

Haiyue stared blankly at the screen as Rinne reached out and covered her eyes.

"Well."

"Little Masumi!"

Kurokawa Mio immediately forgot her earlier displeasure, cupped her cheeks in her hands, and a dazed blush appeared on her face.

"Masumi as a child, Masumi as a child, Masumi as a child, Masumi as a child, Masumi as a child, Masumi as a child, Masumi as a child, Masumi as a child, Masumi as a child, Masumi as a child, Masumi as a child, Masumi as a child..."

And he kept muttering in a low voice, which looked terrifying.

"Mio, please don't act like a crazy woman."

Rinne spoke in a serious tone.

"Rinne was also staring straight at it."

"You lot, please stop prying into my naked past."

That's like casting pearls before swine.

The girls completely ignored his bad mood about his past being violated. Masumi sighed helplessly and reached for the whole fried sea bream tempura with her chopsticks.

It's crispy on the outside, and... hard on the inside.

"Well!"

"What's wrong?" Hearing the commotion, the others looked over with concern.

Masumi spat out the broken conch shell from her mouth.

"It's nothing, we were just ambushed."

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault." I, like a thousand-year-old ancient maiden, gave an apologetic smile. "I didn't check carefully."

"Senior, there's no need to apologize. It was my own fault."

The sharp edges slid across the soft oral mucosa, leaving a faint taste of blood, but Masumi didn't seem to care much.

"Huh? What's going on?" I, Ru Gu Qian Sui, always have that same smiling face.

(End of this chapter)