Tokyo: They say it's just dating, but they're serious about it.

"How could I possibly keep this to myself?" Qin Ye pouted and tilted her head, saying, "What if my husband forgets if I don't tell him!"

Mikoto was immediately annoyed. She grabbed Eiyo's ear, spun her around twice, and then looked at Eiyo, saying, "Eiyo-chan, you're a lawyer, you know the consequences, right?"

“I’ve warned her many times,”

Yingdai also disliked Qinye's smug face, so she grabbed her other ear and said, "I told you not to be so ostentatious. You're already this arrogant now that it's fake. How arrogant will you be when it becomes real?"

"Ouch, ouch..." Kotoha felt like both of her ears were about to be pulled off. "You're all just jealous of me... How annoying... I know, let go..."

While the three of them were fooling around in the convenience store, Katsuhiko's silver Mazda was also on its way to the convenience store.

Yuma Kanzaki sat in the passenger seat, holding a notebook in her hand.

Katsuhiko told her about the various settings and core plot of "Naruto" the whole way. It was all pieced together from his memory. Although he had forgotten most of the plot, he could still recall some things as he talked.

However, Yuma Kanzaki didn't have much interest in writing down the outline.

Her mind was filled with thoughts of threatening to steal Yumi's boyfriend...

Will beating up Yumi so recklessly in the venue leave a bad impression on Katsuhiko?

We're almost at the convenience store. Sayuri will definitely be there. How should I confess to her? After all, I haven't confessed to Katsuhiko yet; we've only confirmed her role as a manga assistant.

If I confess my feelings now, will he accept? I have a feeling he'll reject me outright, which would be so embarrassing.

So, besides being a good painter, understanding people, rich, handsome, and having a good physique, what other advantages does he have? No, right?

Yuma Kanzaki recalled the scene from noon in the president's office when Kotoha ripped open her coat...

Is it because he's handsome and has a good physique? He clearly has a lewd face and a vulgar body.

The ballpoint pen she was holding pierced a page of the notebook, and a drop of blood from her nose fell onto the pen tip.

She quickly grabbed a tissue and stuffed it into her nose.

"Why is your nose bleeding again?" Katsuhiko asked, turning his head in surprise.

"No, I don't know..."

Shinsuke Yuzuru's face turned bright red. She kept pulling out tissues to cover her nose, shaking her head as she spoke. Her eyes darted to Katsuhiko's legs before quickly looking away.

Perhaps because he practices martial arts, he has a fiery temper and is prone to hitting people at the drop of a hat; this is the most direct manifestation of his violent temper...

Katsuhiko glanced at the notebook on her lap and was immediately taken aback. It contained only the word "outline" and nothing else.

Katsuhiko asked, "I just said so much, and you didn't write a single word down?"

"I'm sorry, I... I didn't hear you." Yuma Kanzaki subconsciously turned her head to look out the car window.

What were you thinking about just now?

"I wasn't thinking about anything... No, that's not it," Yuma Kamisaki blurted out, but as soon as she said it, she realized she shouldn't have answered that way, so she immediately changed her words, subconsciously pressing her nose and whispering, "I, I was thinking, what kind of person do you think I am?"

As soon as Yuma Shinsaki finished speaking, she lowered her head and closed her eyes, as if she were being judged or praying.

"What kind of person?" Katsuhiko tilted his head to look at her again, only able to see half of her flushed profile. Her hands were clenched tightly and trembling... He continued, "Someone exactly like Yumi."

Shen Qiyou's body stiffened, and her flushed face quickly faded. She put the tissues stained with blood into a plastic bag. Since the nosebleed had stopped, she tore open the wet wipe bag and wiped her nose.

She was silent for a moment, then asked softly, "Do you like Yumi?"

"I really like her. She has a pretty face and a decent figure, especially her legs, which are very long."

As Katsuhiko spoke, he turned his head again and glanced at Yuma Kamisaki with a serious expression. He continued, "You look exactly like her. I can't tell who's who. You're not bad either."

Kanzaki Yuma suddenly jolted awake; her nose was bleeding again. She covered her nose with a wet wipe and stammered softly, "There are different kinds too..."

"What's different? I can't see it."

Yuma Kanzaki felt her nosebleed getting worse. She couldn't very well say, "She has a mole on her left breast, and I have a mole on my right breast!"

Of course, even if she said it out loud, Katsuhiko would probably retort, "I can't tell left from right..." And considering she dared to bring up such a "private" topic, Katsuhiko might just take advantage of the situation and raise another question, "I've never seen your right side, so I suspect there isn't one there at all..."

Seeing that her nose was bleeding profusely, Sheng Yan temporarily pulled the car over to the side of the road and asked, "Have you had nosebleeds since you were a child?"

"No, no... This morning, it was, it was the first time..."

Last night, when I was staying at Mikoto's house, I had a hasty, dizzying, and almost embarrassing wet kiss with Katsuhiko.

Then, while I was sleeping, I listened to Mikoto's strange voice for a long time. I felt like I had a fever and felt uncomfortable all night. When I saw Katsuhiko wearing only a pair of shorts and showing off his body with his shirt off early in the morning, my mind went blank and I suddenly had a nosebleed.

Then, again at noon today in the president's office, I bled twice in a row and couldn't stop...

Kanzaki Yuma was also very distressed. She felt ashamed and anxious about her pathetic physiological reaction. What should she do in the future?

“I can help you solve this,” Katsuhiko glanced at her flushed face, a “sincere” smile playing on his lips, and then asked, “Are you willing to cooperate?”

It's definitely a matter of "neural threshold." Generally, innocent boys explode at the slightest touch, and the same goes for innocent girls.

A newbie to smoking gets dizzy after just one cigarette, but a seasoned smoker can smoke one without any problems...

"How...how can we help?" Yuma Kanzaki's breath hitched slightly, and Katsuhiko's smile was a little strange...

"I don't know if it'll work, but we should at least try!" Katsuhiko leaned slightly towards Yuma and continued, "For example, how about I let you touch my abs?"

"Huh?" Yuma Kanzaki opened her mouth, her eyes widened, and her gaze was somewhat unfocused.

The image of Katsuhiko stretching shirtless in the morning floated back into Kanzaki Yuma's mind... His muscle definition was truly amazing; every muscle seemed alive.

Only couples can do this, right? Even without verbal confirmation, has your behavior already accepted me?

But if I agree, wouldn't it seem too forward? I'll just stay silent and see what he does...

"If you don't say anything, I'll take that as a yes. I'm going to unbutton my clothes now. Open your eyes wide."

Katsuhiko flashed a bright white smile as he slowly unbuttoned the top button of his white shirt, then the second, the third…

Kazaki Yuzuru's eyes widened, her clear black and white pupils darting and swaying, constantly touching the buttons on Katsuhiko's white shirt... She seemed to have forgotten to breathe, her lips slightly parted, her body stiff, motionless.

A few drops of blood from her nose dripped onto the pages of the notebook resting on her lap...

Katsuhiko only unbuttoned three buttons, then lifted up his white shirt.

Yuma Kanzaki, who had been sitting like a puppet, suddenly jolted and turned her face sharply towards the car window, stammering, "What are you doing? You're making me very uncomfortable. You have no self-respect at all..."

Katsuhiko said, "Give me your hand."

Yuma Kanzaki still had her back to Katsuhiko, her hand on her knee trembling slightly, but she didn't move. She stammered softly, "What... what are you going to do?"

Sheng Yan gently took her hand in his. Her fingers were long and slender, and the back of her hand, which was originally fair, was slightly red. Her whole hand was a little warm.

Her hands were soft and weak; she could only tug at them slightly before they stopped moving.

Katsuhiko said, "I'm going to use my good looks on you."

"No, no!" Kazaki Yuma's scalp seemed to tingle, and she abruptly pulled her hand back, placing it back on her knee. Still with her back to Katsuhiko, she continued, "I don't want any of those handsome men's schemes."

Shengyan took her hand again and said, "Then I'll take care of your nosebleed problem."

"Since it's about solving a problem, then I'll listen to you. My hand... you can use it however you like... but don't put it in weird places..."

It was still broad daylight, and the car was temporarily parked on the roadside next to a busy pedestrian street. The car windows were completely transparent, and many people glanced inside as they passed by...

After thinking for a moment, Sheng Yan placed her burning hot hand back on her lap.

Shen Qi suddenly tensed up again, stiffened, turned her head back, her face was a little blank, and her eyes were a little confused, as if she had said something wrong.

Two lines of blood still clung to her lips.

Sheng Yan took out a wet wipe and wiped away her nosebleed. He then took out two tissues, crumpled them into strips, and plugged her nostrils. He then clipped two pencils to her two pink ears and gently lifted her chin to make her tilt her head back.

Throughout the entire process, Yuma Kanzaki remained cautious, as if asking, "Did I say something wrong?"

Katsuhiko started the car and said, "Let's have a date first! Let's go to Shibuya, watch a movie, have dinner, and then stay at a hotel."

Yuma Kazaki's cautious expression suddenly froze. Her head, which was tilted back in the seat, turned to look out the car window, her unfocused eyes fixed on the couples coming and going on the sidewalk.

After a long while, a hint of barely suppressed joy appeared in her blank eyes. Her pursed lips trembled slightly as she whispered, "We can watch a movie. I bought movie tickets last time, but you and Yingdai made it up to me, so consider this a compensation from you."

“Really? Sure.” Katsuhiko nodded.

"About the meal, please let me pay. It's just... about what happened at your company today, I... I'm so sorry. Please, please forgive me. I'm sorry, I... I'll never do that again. Actually, I... I'm really a very gentle person..."

"No need to apologize or change. I like your violent side. Don't hold back your grievances. If you don't like someone, just hit them. Whether it's Sayuri, Mikoto, Eiyo, Kotoha, Yumi, or whoever might be in the future, I believe in you. You know how to behave."

Kazaki Yuma slowly turned her flushed face toward Katsuhiko, then quickly turned toward the car window and whispered, "Are you... are you serious? No, don't lie to me, I'll take it seriously."

"Absolutely genuine, fair and impartial. If a group of them all beat you up, I won't care."

"I, I'm not afraid at all. I can take on a whole group of them by myself."

"I love your ambition," Katsuhiko said, offering a compliment. "You're so charming, keep it up!"

Kazaki Yuma seemed to have gained some confidence from the praise. Her face, which had been tilted towards the car window, turned back to the center, and her eyes sparkled with surprise and liveliness.

"You, you're saying such nice things, you wouldn't be just trying to trick me into going to a hotel, would you?"

"That's how dating works, it's not a lie, everyone does it this way."

"No, no, I don't want to go to a hotel. Things are developing too fast."

As soon as Yuma Shinsaki finished speaking, her heart clenched. She was worried that Katsuhiko would take her offhand remark of modesty seriously and abandon the trip, not even going to the movie theater...

"It's not fast at all. When I met you, I didn't even know Yumi. Do you know why I'm with Yumi? Because she looks like you."

"I still think it's too fast."

Yuma Kamisaki pursed her lips, tilted her head again, and continued, "If you're taking me to the hotel to discuss the plot outline of 'Naruto' and also to teach you how to draw manga so I can become a qualified manga assistant, that's not impossible."

"Yes, yes, Yuzuru is absolutely right. She's so thoughtful. She's truly my wonderful wife..."

Yuma Kamisaki immediately scratched her foot in embarrassment. She felt as if Katsuhiko had deliberately made her say those words, as if she had been hypnotized by him...

More than ten minutes later, the car stopped in a parking lot in Shibuya Ward.

Yuma Kanzaki's nosebleeds have stopped.

Katsuhiko opened the door and got out of the car. Yuma Kamisaki, with her head down, had just unbuckled her seatbelt when Katsuhiko opened the passenger door and said, "Yuma-chan, please get out of the car."

Yuma Kanzaki paused for a moment, then suddenly dared not look at Katsuhiko's face. She quickly lowered her head and crawled out of the car.

Shengyan grabbed her hand and held it in his palm, saying, "A date should look like a date. Let's hold hands first."

Yuma suddenly felt her nose starting to bleed again. She subconsciously touched her nose, secretly relieved, and whispered, "Um, could I get a pack of tissues?"

"I've already prepared it for you."

Sheng Yan showed her the tissue pack and wet wipe pack in his right hand, then took her hand and walked towards the movie theater.