In this crossover anime, I've been bound to two systems.

Kasumigaoka looked disappointed.

"What do you want to do?"

"Take intimate photos of us eating together, let her know that you are not the kind of honest and upright man, make her naturally dislike you, and then take the initiative to stay away from you."

"That's too much. You would do something like this just because of a philandering scumbag like me. That's not like you, Shiyu."

"It's hard to say. Girls who fall in love are often so irrational that it's not surprising they do anything. The girl with twin tails to your right even threatened me that if I did something behind her back, she would kill me and me."

Kasumigaoka Utaha spoke so casually that Sawamura Eriri, who had been watching her performance the whole time, gradually went from being shocked to becoming numb.

Eriri simply hummed softly at her teasing remark about suddenly dragging her into the conversation, without intending to respond.

That guy didn't seem to have suddenly fallen ill; he maintained control of the conversation throughout. We can ignore him for now and just wait and see what he's going to say next.

"You remember that dream where it was just the two of us, and Eriri wasn't involved?" Chisato, do you still remember it?

"I remember part of it."

Suzumiya Senri nodded, which made Kasumigaoka Utaha smile happily.

"Forgive me for being so direct from the very beginning, but this is the most important thing I learned from that less-than-successful dream life. I don't want to repeat the same mistake in reality."

"What do you mean?"

"That is, abandon willfulness and concealment, be a responsible person who loves and cares about you, and never be ambiguous about anything, never hide your feelings, and never hide your thoughts from your closest people, making impulsive decisions on your own."

"...Actually, you can't be entirely blamed for that situation. Your health deteriorated after Qianyu was born, and you were no longer as healthy as before. Your emotions were also not very stable. It's understandable that you felt deceived after learning the truth."

"Alright, stop making excuses for me. It was just my temper flaring up. It's a flaw I've always had, and it's a good thing. I paid the price for it later."

Kasumigaoka Utaha adopted a lighter tone.

"Fortunately, dreams are not reality, so I still have the chance to change and start over. Making the same mistake a second time is not a mistake, but stupidity. I will not let myself fall into such a passive situation again."

She smiled and leaned forward slightly to close the distance between them.

"This is a pre-announcement, and it's also my current thought. Even for Chihiro's sake, I will make you fall in love with me again, Suzumiya Chisato."

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Chapter 172 The Clown Was Actually Me

After saying this, Kasumigaoka Utaha had a faint smile on her lips, looking charming and alluring.

She understood Suzumiya Chisato's thoughts and knew the current state of their relationship. Therefore, after careful consideration, she made what she believed to be the most correct choice.

"…What about me?"

The two people, who were standing very close to each other, were lost in each other's gazes, letting the hormones between them ferment and heat up. Then, Eriri Sawamura, who was standing on the other side, uttered those three words in a very tactless way, instantly ruining the atmosphere.

Yes, that's right, she did it on purpose.

Although what Kasumigaoka Utaha just said couldn't strictly be considered a leak, she was still inexplicably annoyed.

We agreed to form an alliance, help each other, and unite against a common enemy. What's the point of only bringing your own distance closer?!

"Oh, I almost forgot Eriri, she feels the same way I do."

Kasumigaoka Utaha's smile faded, and she placed one hand on Suzumiya Chisato's thigh, pointing at Eriri with the other and speaking in a serious tone.

"Ah."

Eriri Sawamura couldn't be bothered to respond to her seemingly well-intentioned but actually utterly perfunctory behavior.

However, their minor disagreement did give Suzumiya Chisato a much-needed breather.

Kasumigaoka Utaha's charm alone is undeniable, not to mention the full-fledged fighting spirit she displays under her meticulous calculations; every smile and frown is enough to captivate.

It might be an exaggeration to say that you would want to just push her down and have sex with her, but there was indeed a moment when Suzumiya Chisato did have the thought that she no longer needed anyone else and that it would be nice to just be with her and spend the rest of her life happily together.

Kasumigaoka Utaha at full power is truly terrifying.

"Qianli, ignore this guy's nonsense."

After Eriri Sawamura spoke, Chisato Suzumiya looked at her.

Just like Kasumigaoka Utaha before her, she stared straight at his face, placed her hands on her thighs, and leaned her upper body closer. She was also chuckling, but the feeling she gave off was not as sharp and aggressive as Kasumigaoka Utaha's.

Her smile was even warmer and more gentle, just like her golden hair, possessing a healing power.

"Qianli, you don't need to think so much. Just follow your own thoughts and keep a calm mind. No matter what the final result is, I hope that our relationship will not become distant because of this. That's enough."

Although Eriri and Kasumigaoka had formed an alliance in private, their inner thoughts were actually completely opposite.

Because Kasumigaoka's dream life was imperfect and she had experienced loss, she dared not be so carefree. She craved a stable love without unexpected interference, and it was this thought that drove her to launch such a direct offensive.

For her, the final outcome of her relationship was far more important than the process.

Eriri is completely different. In her dream life, both times she went smoothly. Being favored always makes her fearless. She longs for a more romantic development, wanting a sweet and tender romance to happen naturally.

Because I have never lost anything, I have never been afraid. Therefore, I don't want to put too much pressure on Suzumiya Chisato. I feel that we should proceed step by step and there is plenty of time in the future. The way we get along now is already good enough.

It's not fair to say who was right or wrong in their thinking; it's just that, for them, they made the best choice they could within their options.

In response, Kasumigaoka Utaha rested her chin on her hand, yawned with obvious boredom, and her speechlessness was palpable.

She didn't agree with Eriri's strategy, but judging from Suzumiya Chisato's current stunned expression, Eriri's approach was quite effective.

But if that's how it is now, what will he become in places you can't see later?

Without a defined relationship, there can be no constraints; unchecked indulgence will only lead to tragedy.

It only has a temporary effect. Feeling touched is nice, but it doesn't play a crucial role in improving the relationship.

If you really want to get closer to Qianli smoothly, you should definitely follow her approach and express your love without any pretense. That would be the best strategy.

That's what Kasumigaoka Utaha thought. She had said similar things to Eriri in private before, but Eriri just wouldn't listen.

She has done so much for the other party, but they just won't listen and want to do something futile. What can she do?

Then we can't blame her for sneaking away. We can find another opportunity tonight to invite Qianli out for a walk in the hotel garden, enjoying the breeze and watching the stars. Everything will fall into place naturally.

Even if a romantic relationship doesn't happen, you can still give him a memorable night, allowing your status in his heart to rise dramatically. Maybe if the atmosphere is right, they can even kiss.

Imagining that beautiful scene, Kasumigaoka Utaha picked up a fork, poked a piece of fruit, and put it in her mouth. Her genuine smile became even more captivating.

"Well--"

Eriri maintained her forward-leaning posture, feeling the warmth from her lips. Her cheeks flushed rapidly, and her beautiful pupils, which had widened suddenly, became unusually moist.

She slowly closed her eyes and adjusted her breathing to match Suzumiya Chisato's sudden yet delightful action.

"Clap!"

The small steel fork in Kasumigaoka Utaha's hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound, and her smile froze on her face.

For a moment, she felt as if her heart had stopped beating.

Eh? ? ?

what happened?

Ah... they're kissing...

But...why...?

Just because of what Eriri said? Those...utterly meaningless words?

Just kidding...

It's a lie...

I'm still here, you guys...

Is this intentional?

Hehe, hehe, hehehe...

As a high-end hotel, the moment Kasumigaoka Utaha's tableware fell to the ground, a waiter immediately turned around and brought her clean tableware.

Just as he was about to step forward to change, he was startled by the black-haired girl who kept sneering, gently pursing her thumb, and shaking her leg.

The other person's posture and expression were terrifying; the way they looked at the two kissing guests in front of her was horrifying.

Even if she were to suddenly grab a knife and stab someone the next moment, the waiter wouldn't be surprised at all.

After hesitating for a long time, he silently took a few steps back and pretended not to see it. Work is important, but compared to personal safety, it is completely insignificant.

"Ugh...uh...haa...!"

Eriri nestled softly against Suzumiya Chisato's chest, held in his arms.

"..."

Look at the long, transparent thread that stretched out when their lips parted.

Kasumigaoka Utaha's pupils were completely empty. She glanced at her phone's timer, a mocking and dangerous smile on her face, and spoke in a chillingly cold tone.

"Two minutes and thirteen seconds... Ha, why don't you guys just stay until the restaurant closes?"

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Chapter 173 A Poor Woman

My first dream about life.

Eriri Sawamura is living a very happy life.

This happiness is not only her own perception, but also an accurate conclusion she reached by comparing her own situation with that of the outside world.

In her dreamlike life, she observed that among her friends in their thirties and later years, the wives' complaints about their husbands were increasing.

The reasons for their complaints are varied. It's relatively mild if their husbands neglect their families because they've developed hobbies like model making, fishing, photography, and golf.

Some even go so far as to frequent shady clubs, engage in office romances or extramarital affairs, and stay out all night for days on end.

Looking at my female friends with their resentful expressions, and then thinking about my husband's performance over the years, I feel a surge of pride and happiness.

From the time they met and fell in love to their marriage, her husband was always passionate about her. Even during the time when she was pregnant and her figure was full and she lost her femininity, she could clearly feel his burning and intense desire for her when he held her in his arms at night. This had never changed.

She had never experienced the unsatisfying feeling that her friends described: being unable to get what she wanted, feeling stuck in the middle and wishing she hadn't done anything at all.

After all, she was always the one to call a halt first, and the halftime break was needed for her to recover her strength so that she could continue the competition.