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How could she possibly just obediently turn around and go home like that?

Hoshino Utsunomiya's words clearly conveyed the message that he needed to maintain a certain distance and had some space to think things through alone.

So she gave it to her.

But that didn't stop her from watching from the sidelines.

Count his breaths, count the changes in his expression, count the degree of curvature of his eyebrows and eyes.

One of Yuki Tsukishiro's interests is counting.

Count and count, count and count.

As if he had noticed something, he walked up to a very familiar figure.

...?

Sakura Emma? When did she arrive?

Emma Sakuraba? Why are you crying?

Sakura Emma? What are you going to do?

A strong sense of crisis suddenly welled up in her heart. Looking at Emma Sakuraba's vulnerable appearance, which she could still sense even without knowing the cause and effect, Yuki Tsukishiro began to have a bad feeling.

She wanted to rush out and stand in front of Hoshino Utsunomiya, just like Emma Sakuraba had done before.

However, her feet were so heavy that she couldn't lift them at all.

Emma has an excuse to protect herself, so what excuse should I use to stand in front of him?

Because I like you, I don't want you to be taken away by someone else.

Should I say that to him?

...How could I possibly say that?

The dream is that a great witch who destroys humanity falls in love with a mere human.

There is absolutely no such possibility.

Yuki Tsukishiro would never admit it.

Therefore, the witch stopped here.

All she could do was watch as the girl raised her head, tilted it back, and tilted it back again, like a well-behaved puppy asking for a pat.

She could only watch as the mere human hesitated, as if he would stop if someone spoke up at this moment, and slowly reached out his hand, uttering words that, though she couldn't hear clearly, were nonetheless gentle.

She could only watch as the girl, taking advantage of the situation, rested her head against his chest, seemingly pouring out her heart.

The witch simply watched.

The witch could only watch.

He watched her reach out her hand, and watched him take it.

It's okay, I don't mind.

It's simply a matter of going from two people to three.

Just like when Hero joined, there will be no difference.

She had already fully experienced the feeling of being with someone.

She had already judged whether Hoshino Utsunomiya was worth being friends with.

In that case...

Let's try out the feeling of having three people again, just a little bit...

Yuki Tsukishiro convinced herself of this and closed her eyes.

Chapter 52 I Have My Own Rhythm

Hoshino Utsunomiya started working a part-time job.

There was no particular reason; it was just something I did out of boredom and on a whim.

There's always plenty of free time, and even if it's just to make yourself look a little busy, there are countless ways to kill time.

Although there are very few part-time jobs that junior high school students can participate in, there are always more solutions than problems.

In short, Hoshino Utsunomiya has started working.

Simple schedule, ordinary daily plans.

The schedule was filled with plans during the spare moments of each day spent with the witch.

The work schedule, the date itinerary, and a simple lunch gathering with friends.

The simplest and most direct option for part-time work is a convenience store.

night shift.

It doesn't affect the daytime, it only occupies the night.

The cash register clicked and the freezer hummed, but there were very few customers late at night.

Hoshino Utsunomiya stood behind the counter, looking at the empty street outside the glass door, where car headlights occasionally passed by.

Welcome!

Thank you for your patronage.

Calm and emotionless words were uttered one after another from his young lips.

You only need to say these two sentences; that's all you need to say.

When the clock strikes the corresponding time and his shift changer arrives, he can change back into his only black school uniform and return to his residence.

Of course he has clothes other than his school uniform.

The clothes the witch bought for him were still neatly displayed in the closet.

However, that outfit wasn't something you'd wear on your way to work; if you had to describe it, it was a date-limited edition.

Hoshino Utsunomiya would never change into the black velvet swallowtail dress chosen by the witch in any setting other than when meeting her.

A tuxedo, white gloves, and a well-tailored suit—his serious attire perfectly complemented his youthful face.

If it were Utsunomiya Hoshino herself who had to choose, there's absolutely no way she would have picked this combination.

However, considering the gorgeous dress that Yuki Tsukishiro wore every day as if nothing was amiss, Hoshino Utsunomiya thought that this might just be a reflection of her taste.

There's a subtle feeling that if I were standing next to a witch wearing this outfit, I'd look strangely like a servant.

...Sometimes he really is not much different from a witch's servant.

He groomed her hair, washed her body, and helped her change her clothes.

An intimate and private personal butler?

It's just that it looks too dapper, so I wouldn't wear it out at other times.

There's not much to say about working; it's just repetitive labor day after day in exchange for a meager wage.

It would be great if the system could send something.

Even if the system can't read Tsukishiro Yuki's level of affection for him, Utsunomiya Hoshino thought that if distance was used as the standard for progress in winning him over, his current progress should be rewarded in some way.

Unfortunately, the system was useless; after stammering for a long time, it could only tell him.

How about two sets of clothes?

One was a tuxedo that the witch had chosen for him, and the other was the one the witch usually wore.

They are the exact same style, for changing and washing.

Hoshino Utsunomiya was a little amused, but then she looked at the clothes the system had sent her and then at the system's name.

......never mind.

Perhaps this is the system hinting to him that the witch never loved him.

But it's okay.

He faces reality with the mindset that every date is the last, and every date is just one more.

after all.

This witch is really cute, isn't she?

So, he casually enjoyed the atmosphere between the two of them, which seemed extremely ambiguous yet never broke through the final veil. After cautiously testing the waters with Tsukishiro Yuki at a certain distance for several days, he intentionally or unintentionally took the initiative to get closer to her.

He casually took the witch's hand, casually approached her and pressed himself against her body, casually engaging in various forms of physical contact.

Dating.

Dating.

Dating.

I wanted to hold her hand, so it was only natural that I did.

Wanting to inhale her scent, he casually lifted a strand of her hair.

Wanting to gently caress those delicate ears, he pretended to wipe away the water droplets from her earlobes.

The emotions that were once suppressed and controlled are now overflowing as the feeling of suppression intensifies.

...Utsunomiya Hoshino originally thought he was able to control it.

But sometimes, once you realize it, you can never go back.

Especially in matters of the heart.

Fortunately, for Hoshino Utsunomiya, he still had one last line of defense that gave him self-control.

It won't let him become completely infatuated with the witch, or be so bewitched by her.

That gives him the right to say, "I have my own rhythm."

All the emotions that were originally suppressed were drawn beyond that boundary.

Line of defense.

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