My childhood sweetheart is Nishimiya Glass

Chapter 421 A School Trip to Hokkaido
"Glass sauce! Glass sauce! Look, look! We've arrived in Hokkaido!"

On the phone screen, Ayumi Ajitani almost pressed her face against it, her voice trembling with excitement:
"When we get to our destination, the first thing I'll do is take pictures of the red maple mountain for you! It'll be absolutely gorgeous!"

"okay."

Leaning against the hospital bed, Shoko watched Ayumi Ajitani gesturing wildly on the other side of the screen, and the faint smile on her lips deepened unconsciously.

On the other side of the screen, several other female classmates also crowded into the frame, chattering and waving to Shoko.

"Glass-chan! Are you feeling better?"

"Glass-chan, get well soon!"

For a moment, the small phone screen was filled with several smiling faces, but they were eventually pushed to the side and Ayumi Ajitani, who had become invisible, chased them away.

This petty behavior made Shoko unable to help but chuckle softly.

"Sniko-chan, what are you laughing at?"

"No...nothing."

Shoko smiled and pursed her lips, then quickly waved her hand, trying to change the subject: "Huh? Speaking of which, where's Takagi-chan?"

Ayumi Ajitani did not respond immediately, but silently cast her gaze into the distance.

Then, she slowly raised her phone, and the camera shifted accordingly, finally focusing on the maple tree a little further away.

In the focus of the camera, Takagi is standing side by side with Nishikata under a maple tree.

I don't know what Takagi said, but she covered her mouth and laughed so hard that her shoulders swayed slightly. Her crescent-shaped eyes sparkled with a mischievous and lively light.

Meanwhile, Nishikata, the one being pranked, looked embarrassed and awkwardly scratched the back of his head, his gaze darting around as if he wanted to disappear into a crack in the ground.

"I'm afraid that if I go over there, I'll disturb the two of them."

Ayumi Azurani spoke softly, while her other free hand pointed the camera hanging around her neck at the two people, capturing that moment forever.

However, a blinding white light suddenly shone out at an inopportune moment...

"Yabai! Glass sauce! I'll make it for you later!"

"Um…"

Before the last syllable of "Shoko" could even finish, the screen went black with a "beep," and the call was abruptly cut off.

In the last frame before the image disappeared, Shoko only had time to glimpse Takagi taking a step in the direction of Ayumi Ajitani.

"..."

As soon as Tsuna put down his phone, waiting for Daigo Miyamura's reply, he immediately noticed the slight disappointment on Shoko's face.

He moved closer subtly, his voice exceptionally soft:
"What's wrong? You look a little tired?"

Shoko raised her eyes, hesitated for a moment, and then whispered, "Tsuna, you said we..."

Before he could even begin to speak, Tsuna gently but firmly took over.

He looked directly into her eyes, a reassuring smile playing on his lips, and said clearly:

"There will be a chance. Once your hearing is better, let's go to Hokkaido to see the snow."

"Go see the purest snow, step on the thick snow and listen to it crunch! You'll be able to hear it very clearly then."

"Yes!" Shoko nodded vigorously.

Just then, a voice with a mischievous chuckle suddenly broke in:
"Oh my~ Is it that the snow scenery in our local area is not good enough for young master Miyamura? Why does he have to go all the way to Hokkaido to see it?"

This untimely joke startled Tsuna and Shoko almost simultaneously, and they both turned to look at the doorway in the direction of the sound.

Tsuna's gaze locked on first, while Shoko's gaze settled on her a step later because she was moving a little slower.

At the doorway of the ward, Shizuka Miyamura leaned against the frame, arms crossed, a playful expression on her face as she observed the two people inside with great interest. "Mom?"

Tsuna was clearly stunned for a moment, and subconsciously glanced at the wall clock.

At this hour, shouldn't she be at home, lounging on the sofa watching her afternoon drama or leisurely preparing lunch?

"How did you come?"

"Hmm? What's wrong?" Shizuka Miyamura raised an eyebrow, her teasing tone still in progress:
"Does Master Miyamura think that I, as her mother, can't even come and see my daughter Shoko?"

Before she finished speaking, she had already walked briskly into the ward, not forgetting to close the door behind her to shut out the noise of the corridor.

"Don't worry, Mom. If I go with Shoko, I'll definitely take you with me." Tsuna smiled, ignoring her teasing, which had become a habit.

Shizuka Miyamura simply smiled, not even sparing a glance, completely ignoring her son's barely noticeable presence, and walked to the chair by the bed to sit down.

"Godmother!"

Shoko chimed in, patting her chest and promising, "Next time Tsuna and I really go to Hokkaido, I promise we'll take you with us!"

Round-trip airfare, hotel, Michelin-starred meals—I'll pay for everything! Don't worry, I'm a hidden little rich woman now!

She silently calculated the royalties she had saved over the years.

In summary, let alone inviting a godmother, even if two families went to Hokkaido together and had a comfortable seven-day, seven-night trip, it would be a piece of cake!

Seeing Shoko's confident little face, Shizuka Miyamura couldn't help but nod in agreement and chatted with Shoko for a few more minutes.

It wasn't until she caught a glimpse of Tsuna engrossed in scrolling through short videos on the sofa, seemingly oblivious to everything, that she turned around as if suddenly remembering something and asked:
"Tsuna, your dad and Yaeko haven't come back yet?"

Tsuna finally looked up from his phone screen and shrugged helplessly.

"Yes, I'm still hanging around with Dr. Bert."

He paused, his tone tinged with a sense of being excluded and aggrieved:
"I wanted to go over and listen, but my dad thought I was in the way and sent me back."

"Should!"

Shizuka Miyamura commented on her husband's behavior without any reservations, her tone carrying a hint of schadenfreude.

"..."

Tsuna, listening from the side, felt his temples twitch, silently rolled his eyes, and was utterly speechless.

This topic ends here.

For the rest of the time, Shizuka Miyamura held Shoko's hand affectionately, and the two chatted on and on.

Her hearty laughter, made amused by Shoko, could be heard from time to time in the ward.

Meanwhile, Tsuna, who was left out in the cold, remained like a human backdrop, listlessly scrolling through short videos on his phone screen.

Occasionally, I would lazily reply to Kazeno Shun's endless harassing messages on LINE.

…………

As the sun rose higher and it approached noon, Miyamura Daio and Nishimiya Yaeko returned from Dr. Bert's.

Almost the instant the two stepped through the door, Tsuna put down his phone and eagerly asked:
"Dad! What did Dr. Bert say? Has the surgical plan been finalized?"

As he asked the question, his gaze quickly swept across the two people's faces.

Catching the faint smiles that lingered between their brows, and the unspoken ease between them, Tsuna's tense nerves instantly relaxed.

The surgery is almost certainly successful.

(End of this chapter)