My love index is at its maximum.

"Kuriyama Sakura said, looking into his eyes."

It flashed with a sharpness never seen before, conveying a firm sense of 'if there is anything that cannot be understood, then pursue it until you understand it.'

He was determined to confirm the result no matter what; this was probably his fundamental belief in life.

Such a strong personality is generally not likable, but it is revealed only when he respects his own wishes, so it is not bad. On the contrary, it gives people a sense of calm and security.

Kuriyama Sakura thought to herself, and smiled gently: "But I have my own pace, you can't be too hasty. I'm not such an obedient person, many things require a lot of preparation time. Do you have enough patience?"

"Of course." Tsukasa Tazaki smiled happily.

The grand plan to bring the fairy down to the mortal realm is progressing step by step towards success.

“There’s one more thing,” Kuriyama Sakura placed her hand on his chest, as if to check if their heartbeats were in sync, “I’m a very curious person when it comes to things that interest me. Right now, what interests me most is how this incredible story between you and me will unfold next. Do you have any ideas?”

The scumbag who was just laughing happily a moment ago suddenly looked conflicted.

Kuriyama Sakura looked at his face and smiled slightly.

To be honest, she felt confused and frustrated about many things in the future. But one thing was undeniable: he was handsome, humorous, frank, and sincere, and many girls were attracted to him, including herself.

The compatibility between the two cannot be simply summarized as having similar interests.

Simply sitting next to each other, with a slight physical touch, can instantly fill our hearts with warmth. Even things that are difficult to say to others can be freely discussed in front of each other.

Smelling the scent of the opposite sex on him, Kuriyama Sakura was lost in her own thoughts, not even noticing when the cat ears and tail disappeared, and not even noticing that Tazaki Tsukasa had already released her body.

She rested her head on his chest for a long time, motionless as if listening to his heartbeat. This night of her sixteenth birthday was undoubtedly one of the happiest times of her life; it felt like there was nothing left for them to hide.

All that's needed is to accumulate little by little.

It's not just about words and promises; it's also about carefully accumulating small, concrete experiences one by one. Only in this way can the two of them move forward step by step.

As she thought about it, Kuriyama Sakura smiled sweetly, silently encouraging herself: I'm sixteen, healthy and beautiful, and about to become an adult. This is indeed a happy thing.

"Hey, Kuriyama-kun."

"Hmm?" Kuriyama Sakura looked up, her expression somewhat confused as she was deep in thought.

"You're wrapping your arms around my neck and slowly bringing your face closer. Are you trying to kiss me?"

"Eh?"

"I won't refuse, come on." Tsukasa Tazaki's smile was extremely smug.

Kuriyama Sakura blinked rapidly, looking at her hands tightly wrapped around Tazaki Tsukasa's neck, and at the tip of her nose that had unknowingly come within 0.3 centimeters of his lips.

"what……"

Like a cat suddenly startled, the minister quickly let go of her hand and jumped up from the sofa. Her mind was in a mess, and in her haste, she grabbed an unopened beer bottle.

"Here, have a beer."

"……wrong."

Hastily tossing the beer aside, Kuriyama Sakura hurriedly picked up the half-eaten cake: "Please have some cake... no, please..."

"Minister is so cute, hahaha~"

Tsukasa Tazaki clutched his stomach tightly, laughing so hard he rolled around on the sofa.

"Taka! Tsukasa!" Kuriyama Sakura grabbed his arm, embarrassed and embarrassed, and dragged him out the door, slamming the door shut.

"Hahaha~"

Even louder laughter came from outside the door. Kuriyama Sakura leaned against the door, covered her flushed face with her hands, and shouted loudly in a fierce and cute tone that was even more adorable than an angry cat.

"You're dead tomorrow!!!"

Even through the door, Tazaki could imagine how adorable she looked. After laughing for a while, clutching his stomach, he slowly stood up, leaning against the wall, intending to go back to his guest room to sleep.

"Click~"

A flash of light illuminated the corridor, and looking toward the source of the sound, Kuriyama Kazuki was holding up his phone with a strange expression, snapping away at the maid.

Tazaki Tsukasa's pupils contracted sharply, and his facial features froze at the same time.

After a few seconds of silence, as if someone had suddenly died, the boy's heart-wrenching screams echoed through the luxurious villa.

"No!"

"Uncle, let me explain!"

"I really don't have a fetish for wearing women's clothing!!!"

Chapter 245 School Festival (1)

After the minister's birthday, another busy week quickly passed.

Starting from September 21st, the preparations for the school festival executive committee entered their final week of intensive work. At Yui Kikawa's request, a steel-framed stage began to be erected on the school playground, intended to be used as the main stage for the opening ceremony performance.

As the chairman's designated personal assistant, Tsukasa Tazaki has spent all his free time on the playground these past few days, and has successfully leveled up his [Construction Engineering] skill to professional level... It's all tears when you think about it.

On September 27th, it started raining just after midnight. The autumn rain fell steadily until dawn, gently and softly wetting the gradually withering lawn.

Tsukasa Tazaki woke up to the sound of her alarm clock, yawning and rubbing her eyes.

I picked up my phone and checked the time; it was exactly six in the morning. There was a notification from the weather bureau in my notification bar.

It will rain lightly for the next few days.

He rolled out of bed, opened the window and looked out. The autumn wind carried a light drizzle in, and the temperature felt a bit cold. The dry air was quickly moistened with water.

I took a few breaths of the fresh morning air, greeted the crows that were observing the surroundings from the roof as usual, and went out to the living room to do some simple morning exercises, doing sit-ups while silently memorizing Italian vocabulary.

After finishing morning exercise, I took a shower and changed into my clean school uniform. It was 7:30 in the morning. I went to the kitchen, made coffee with the coffee machine, and made two fried egg and ham sandwiches. Then, Tsukasa Tazaki slipped into Kana Shimamoto's room.

Mrs. Tazaki was still sleeping in.

She wore an eye mask, revealing a high, straight nose, beautifully shaped cherry lips slightly parted, and her chest rising and falling evenly.

"Get up," Tsukasa Tazaki said, lying down on the bed and reaching out to pinch her nose. "Breakfast is ready. If you don't get up and eat, you'll be late for work again. You've already been late three times this month, haven't you? If you keep doing this, you'll be fired..."

"Sleep a little longer." Shimamoto Kana was reluctant to open her eyes, her arms reaching out from under the covers to try and hug Tazaki Tsukasa. A few strands of her hair lazily fell between her lips, making her incredibly alluring.

Tazaki Tsukasa offered his neck, and then she pulled him down onto the bed.

"If you don't get up soon, I'm going to have to wake you up manually."

His voice was soft, tinged with a helpless indulgence, warming her heart as always.

"How can I help manually?" Shimamoto Kana wrapped her arms around his neck, slowly opened her eyes, and met his clear gaze. Like a stream flowing into a lake, or a river rushing into the sea, the two merged into one, inseparable.

“Of course.” Tazaki Tsukasa smiled and reached down to her lower abdomen, slowly sliding his hand down.

Kana Shimamoto clamped his hands between her legs and scolded him playfully, "Don't be so lewd!"

Her adorable, dignified face was now flushed red, like fireworks bursting in April—both pure and alluring.

"Then we'll do that tonight." Tsukasa Tazaki gently stroked Mrs. Tazaki's thigh, resting his chin on her head. He was so content that he didn't bother to think about the consequences of being late.

Kana Shimamoto hugged his neck tightly.

It was a force that seemed to want to crush two people together and then merge them into one.

"what happened?"

"Your relationship with Sakura has improved a lot recently."

"She is indeed very thoughtful."

"I'm so angry!" Shimamoto Kana grabbed Tazaki Tsukasa's left hand and rubbed it vigorously. "You already have three older sisters, but you still have to flirt with high school girls. How lewd of you, Tazaki-kun!"

Tsukasa Tazaki gave an awkward laugh: "We didn't make it that far."

"So you still only have three harem members?"

“…Um,” Tsukasa Tazaki stammered, feeling extremely embarrassed.

"You need to control yourself. You can only have a maximum of six concubines!" Shimamoto Kana reminded him seriously. "Six times a week, plus one day of rest. Even machines need maintenance, your health is the most important thing, you know?"

"...Mrs. Tazaki is indeed very considerate," Tazaki Tsukasa said, both amused and exasperated.

"Of course, what if you can't keep up?" Shimamoto Kana placed her hands on his cheeks. "I'm only 28, you know, I still have a lot of youth ahead of me. And I'm saying all this to tell you how much I like you, and how much I can tolerate your flirting. But please be careful, even if I like you a lot, I'll still get jealous."

Feeling the warmth of her palm, Tsukasa Tazaki nodded and agreed.

"I love you the most~" Shimamoto Kana rubbed her forehead against his and started to act cute.

During this time, she began to learn how to use coquetry to deal with Tsukasa Tazaki, and it worked very well. Tsukasa Tazaki simply couldn't resist the cute contrast created by an older sister acting cute and charming.

Moreover, she is so beautiful, and her coquettish manner is very natural, like a dewdrop falling on a leaf in the morning and then into the soil, without any sense of affectation.

After breakfast, the two braved the light, misty rain and went out onto the street.

The asphalt road was covered with still puddles, and there was a fresh scent after the rain. A row of pine trees by the roadside were soaking wet, with tiny water droplets dripping from the tips of their leaves.

"Tazaki, look, look!"

"What?" Tazaki Tsukasa looked in the direction Shimamoto Kana was pointing, but didn't see anything noteworthy.

“Over there, a woman in a kimono.” Shimamoto Kana’s tone was full of surprise, as if she had discovered a large watermelon hidden among the vines.

Only after her reminder did Tsukasa Tazaki notice a woman in a kimono walking slowly ahead of him, her figure obscured by the misty rain.

"dont see."

Tsukasa Tazaki shook his head and said dismissively, "With Mrs. Tazaki right here, I have absolutely no interest in any other woman."

"Haha~" Shimamoto Kana laughed rather unladylike and said happily, "I often fantasize about wearing a kimono, holding a paper umbrella, and walking with Tazaki on a rainy street."

“There is a sense of deep sadness.” Tazaki Tsukasa imagined the scene and slowly described it: “A beautiful woman in a kimono under a paper umbrella, her wooden clogs stepping on the wet bluestone slabs, withered leaves falling in the rain; behind the elegance of her updo, her fair face, and her snow-white neck, there may be a heart full of unspeakable sorrow.”

Kana Shimamoto suddenly closed her umbrella, snuggled her mature and sexy body into Tsukasa Tazaki's arms, and wrapped her arms around his waist.

“Hold me,” she said.

Tazaki Tsukasa looked down at the warm body nestled in his arms. The collar of Mrs. Tazaki's neat uniform revealed glimpses of her snow-white nape, which seemed to carry a faint sadness amidst the continuous autumn rain.

“Don’t you always say I’m a Kyoto beauty?” Shimamoto Kana tiptoed and pressed her face against his cheek. “The scene you described has a strong sense of ‘mono no aware’ aesthetics, like those geishas in Gion, Kyoto, who are caught in the crossfire. This kind of thing really touches my heart.”

"Melancholic and sentimental."

"Don't women all like this kind of thing?" Shimamoto Kana smiled gently.

“I like it too.” Tsukasa Tazaki put one arm around her waist. “Can you wear a beautiful kimono, teacher, and become my personal geisha?”