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

Katsuhiko took off Chika's little shoes at the entrance, then kicked off his own shoes and went straight into the room.

Mikoto took off her low-heeled leather shoes and, as she did, also took off her black blazer, revealing a pure white long-sleeved women's shirt underneath.

She bought it a long time ago, and now when she wears it, although the sleeve length and hem fit her fairly well, the bust area seems a bit small.

The small white buttons on her chest were taut, and the shirt at the closure was wrinkled from the tension of the buttons. Through the gaps in the wrinkles, one could see a beige half-cup bra and a glimpse of milky white skin. The wrinkles near the buttons extended a little further out, and the white shirt was stretched full and rounded by her breasts, the rounded curve reaching all the way to her armpits.

Mikoto had just hung her suit jacket on the clothes rack behind the door when, seemingly unintentionally, she looked down and her expression froze slightly. Her eyes flickered, and she took the suit jacket down again, put it back on, picked up the shopping bag containing the new clothes, and went into the room.

This is a 1K apartment, which is divided into only two rooms: a kitchen and a bedroom with tatami flooring. The bedroom is right inside the entrance.

Katsuhiko placed Chinatsu and Sayuri directly on the tatami mat.

As soon as Sayuri touched the tatami mat, she tried to crawl into the quilt, but Chinatsu pounced on Sayuri and demanded a hug.

Little Lily, her face flushed red, hugged her tightly, then kept her head down, her eyes darting around, seemingly unsure of where to look.

Katsuhiko turned around and gestured to Mikoto, telling her to quickly try to please Sayuri and bring her some clothes.

Mikoto covered her mouth and smiled, then took out a set of clothes and a pair of white stockings from the shopping bag.

Mikoto bought Sayuri a white kimono embroidered with pink petals, which suited Sayuri's temperament quite well.

As for the white stockings, Sheng Yan bought them with his own money.

Mikoto unfolded her kimono, held it up in front of Sayuri, and asked, "Sayuri-chan, look how pretty it is!"

Little Lily looked up with her eyes darting around, then widened them, "So beautiful!"

"This is for you." Mikoto said, handing the kimono to Katsuhiko. Then she took Chinatsu out of Sayuri's arms and put her on the floor. She then took the kimono from Katsuhiko and said to Sayuri, "Stand up and try it on to see if it fits."

The convenience store uniform that Sayuri is wearing was custom-made for her by Mikoto, who naturally knows her body size.

Little Lily stood up, looking bewildered yet pleasantly surprised.

“You’ve worked in my shop for so long, and I’ve never given you a decent gift,”

Mikoto tilted her head and looked away, then said in a relaxed tone, "Let me congratulate you on successfully finding a partner. Please don't refuse."

Most of Xiaobaihe's clothes are second-hand clothes that her mother either bought at wholesale markets or flea markets.

Sayuri glanced quickly at Katsuhiko's face, shrank back, carefully took the clothes, bowed to Mikoto, and said, "Manager Mikoto, thank you. I'm very happy and I like it very much."

"I'm so glad you like it." Mikoto's wide eyes reflected the blue sky outside the window.

Chapter 19 This is Your Charm

Chinatsu cried out and tried to grab the kimono that Sayuri had taken from her, but Mikoto quickly picked Chinatsu up.

Perhaps because of Chinatsu's antics, Sayuri didn't seem too shy anymore.

She held up the kimono in front of her, glancing at Katsuhiko every now and then, looking like she couldn't wait to wear it and show it to him.

However, Katsuhiko was examining a company brochure for "Watanabe Food Processing Factory" from all angles...

Mikoto glanced again at the shy Sayuri, sighed softly, shrugged, and, carrying Chinatsu, headed straight for the entrance, saying, "Now that the gift has been delivered, bye-bye~"

Clutching her kimono, Sayuri quickly caught up to the entrance, head bowed, and stammered, "Is...is it leaving so soon? I haven't...had any water yet..."

Mikoto helped Chinatsu put on her little shoes, got up and walked out of the room, saying in a mock-joking tone, "I won't disturb your time together any longer, go back now! Don't bother seeing me off."

"Oh..." Sayuri stammered, fiddling with her clothes with her fingers, then lowered her head again. "Manager Mikoto, my apologies..."

"Don't mind it~" Mikoto shrugged, nonchalantly turning and walking down the stairs.

Just as Sayuri was about to close the door, Katsuhiko patted her shoulder from behind and said, "You change your clothes in the room first. I'll go see Mikoto and Chinatsu off. After all, they've brought such beautiful clothes, so we should be polite."

"Um...please thank Manager Mikoto for me again. I, I'm actually very grateful..." Mikoto's teasing made Sayuri dizzy and embarrassed.

Katsuhiko gave one more instruction, put on his slippers, closed the door, and hurried down the stairs.

This is the fourth floor. Mikoto, carrying Chinatsu, has just come down to the third floor.

Katsuhiko strode over and took Chinatsu directly from Mikoto's arms.

Mikoto seemed to have seen Katsuhiko earlier. She pursed her lips, stepped aside slightly, and wanted Katsuhiko to carry Chinatsu in front.

Katsuhiko raised an eyebrow, then put his free right hand around Mikoto's waist and led her down the creaking wooden stairs.

Mikoto glanced back cautiously, but didn't say anything.

They walked from the fourth floor to the first floor without saying a word.

As soon as they stepped out of the building, Mikoto couldn't hold back any longer and whispered, "Why don't you ask me why I didn't ask Sayuri to look after Chinatsu?"

"That's your charm."

Just as she entered the room, Mikoto took off her coat at the entrance, revealing an exaggeratedly sexy outfit, but she immediately put it back on.

Katsuhiko immediately realized that Mikoto probably didn't want Sayuri to overthink things.

The reason he carried Chinatsu away was because he saw the undisguised expectation in Sayuri's eyes.

Mikoto is maintaining her original intention of not competing or vying for anything...

This is precisely Misaka's charm: stability.

She has a great figure, is gentle and considerate, understanding, and doesn't interfere with her private life... What romantic man wouldn't like that?

As Katsuhiko spoke, he moved his hand, which was on Mikoto's concave waist, down the curve, finally stroking and pinching her upturned buttocks, which were soft and bouncy. He then asked, "What time does Chinatsu-chan usually wake up in the morning?"

After all, she was holding a child in her arms, so it wasn't appropriate to do anything too strenuous, and she couldn't even speak too explicitly, lest the child learn it and set a bad example...

"Around nine o'clock in the morning..." Mikoto twisted her long neck slightly, her earlobes turning red.

"I'll be waiting for you at the convenience store at five o'clock tomorrow morning, and we can renovate the store together."

"Aren't you overworking yourself?"

“A man should always take responsibility for his mistakes.” Katsuhiko said with an air of righteousness, touching the coin in his pocket. “Don’t underestimate my willpower; it will be beyond your imagination.”

Although I can't be with her tonight, I must be with her properly tomorrow morning. Whether it's the "thrifty" Sayuri, the "unassuming" Mikoto, or whoever will come in the future, I will treat them all equally. I have the ability to do so.

It's a shame that we have to get the coins from Kotohashi, which is quite annoying.

Fortunately, it only lasts for 7 days. I'll find a chance to use up the 7 days with Qinye, and then transfer the time to someone else, regardless of gender, to get a box of coins to use as consumables...

"All right……"

Mikoto inexplicably recalled the little gestures Katsuhiko made towards the two female dancers at the TV station that morning... were they probably two more "mistakes"?

Mikoto tilted her head helplessly, glanced at Katsuhiko's face again, and whispered, "If one day I suddenly start to get jealous, you will... never mind, my mind is a bit confused."

Mikoto patted her forehead as she spoke, feeling quite troubled and unsure of what to say.

"Eat however you want, it's better if they fight."

As he spoke, Sheng Yan opened the back door of the car and locked Chinatsu into the child seat.

Mikoto was both annoyed and amused, unsure how to respond. Helpless, she rubbed her forehead and then got into the car.

Just now in the car, Katsuhiko's casual and natural way of calling her "father-in-law" made Mikoto a little dizzy, and she couldn't calm her racing heart. If it weren't for Chinatsu in the back seat staring at her with her big, round eyes, she would have pounced on Katsuhiko.

But upon seeing Xiaobaihe's shy, demure demeanor, she immediately realized she had to hold back.

After all, my situation isn't the same as Xiaobaihe's, and if I try to steal the spotlight too much, I'll lose my way.

After seeing Mikoto off, Katsuhiko returned to the fourth floor and pushed open the door.

Xiaobaihe was kneeling on the floor at the entrance, her hands flat on her knees, sitting upright.

She had already put on the white kimono embroidered with pink cherry blossom petals.

She also styled her short, straight hair with bangs into a bun on top of her head, highlighting her clear features and smooth forehead. The childishness that was initially perceived due to her petite stature vanished instantly, replaced by a youthful maturity.

She tilted her head slightly to the side, revealing her rosy face and highlighting the length of her fair, rosy neck.

Of course, because the kimono fit her figure so well, it made her breasts look exceptionally full, and the bodice below her delicate collarbone had a sense of heaviness.

She lowered her eyes and looked shy.

“Welcome home, welcome…” Little Lily’s lowered eyelashes trembled.

Katsuhiko closed the door behind him, half-squatted down in front of Sayuri, touched the hair piled on top of her head, and said, "Your hairstyle is really nice, very mature."

"Hmm~" Little Lily pursed her pink lips, curving them into a slight smile, her eyes darting around, and slowly nodded her head.

As usual, Sheng Yan grabbed the front of her shirt, pulled it forward, and peered inside. It was a bit dazzling. He asked, "Have you eaten?"

Little Lily blinked, her eyes sparkling with an obedient charm, and nodded meekly, "Mmm~"

"Let's start learning!" Katsuhiko said, picking Sayuri up in his arms and carrying her directly to the tatami mat.

Katsuhiko fully understood the newcomer's shyness and showed plenty of patience towards Sayuri's bashfulness, which involved keeping her eyes closed, covering her face, and remaining passive throughout the process.

After all, she's a newcomer; we can't let her have any psychological trauma from such a happy event.

But as a newcomer, even if all the prerequisites are met, at the crucial moment...

Katsuhiko wasted his time, exchanging a coin for a "recovery potion".

While such things may seem extraordinary, in a modern society governed by the rule of law, where are there so many life-or-death struggles?

Keep one in case of an emergency, and use the rest as consumables.

It's a private energy drink, and a power bank that can only be used secretly by family members.

It's impossible to sell it on the market, nor is it possible to give it to a stranger with a terminal illness. As for the two girl group members who fell off the stage, let's categorize them as guinea pigs in a successful experiment.

Even if they actually spread it, they would only be seen as crazy; the mainstream cannot tolerate non-mainstream.

Think back to those once-arrogant non-mainstream individuals; aren't they all reduced to mediocrity now?

At this moment, Sayuri's eyes were unfocused, tears of happiness welled up in the corners of her eyes, and her lips trembled as she murmured, "It's okay... I, I'm okay..."

Xiaobaihe wasn't lying, of course. For someone she could entrust her heart and soul to, emotions were the most important thing, and this little situation was nothing at all.

I have an itchy bump on my body. It hurts when I scratch it, but it itches when I don't. How should I deal with it?

Katsuhiko still poured the recovery potion into her.

As the small bottle vanished into thin air, Little Lily's dazed eyes suddenly snapped shut. Her previously pale face flushed crimson, and she shook her head, calling out softly in a tearful voice:

"Please, please stop teasing me like this. It hurts... I'm so ashamed..."

Most girls are still quite reserved, and this is pretty much the limit of Sayuri's self-control.