My love index is at its maximum.

Kuriyama Sakura shrank her legs.

He held her most shameful part in his hand, and she nervously closed her eyes, looking like a sleeping princess—beautiful, noble, and holy.

On those tiny feet, more beautiful than any work of art, ten toes curled up shyly.

Tsukasa Tazaki lowered his head and gently rubbed his nose against her toes: "I even like the smell of these feet."

"You're the one who stinks!" Kuriyama Sakura opened her eyes, stomped on his face with the soles of her feet, and then chuckled, "You're such a weirdo. The atmosphere was so nice, why did you have to say something as unromantic as stinky feet?"

"Is this a spoilsport?" Tazaki Tsukasa felt the soft soles of her feet against his cheek and twitched his lips. "I even like the tiny, tiny, tiny breasts of the department head."

moment.

Kuriyama Sakura kicked him backward onto the pile of reeds with both feet.

Immediately afterwards, like an enraged kitten, she straddled Tsukasa Tazaki's lower abdomen and gripped his neck tightly with both hands.

"Cough cough, no, I'm going to die..."

"Tazaki-kun," the enraged department head said, his eyes and tone fiercer than ever before, "this head on your neck only grew there to make you look taller, right? If you don't need it, I'll cut it off for you!"

"I'm not the kind of person who only likes breasts..."

Tazaki Tsukasa smiled and pried her hands open, then tucked his ten fingers into her ten delicate, slender fingers: "Anyway, even what others see as a flaw is, in my eyes, a unique and adorable quality in you, Minister."

“Such blind liking,” Kuriyama Sakura warned seriously, “is not good at all.”

"I haven't noticed anything wrong for the time being, so why should I wake up so early?"

“That makes sense.” Kuriyama Sakura nodded gently.

Then, she bent down, pressed her cheek against Tsukasa Tazaki's chest, and closed her eyes contentedly.

Tazaki Tsukasa inhaled the fragrance of her hair and said contentedly, "She's absolutely adorable."

"When praising someone, you should include a title." Kuriyama Sakura curled the corners of her lips.

"The Minister is so adorable."

"Why do you call me 'Minister' instead of by my name?"

"Calling someone 'Minister' gives you a sense of accomplishment, like you're defying a superior, and don't you feel better being called 'Minister'?"

"How does it feel?"

"It's shameful to be humiliated by your subordinates... Ouch, why are you biting me!"

Kuriyama Sakura angrily bit his shoulder, her tone muffled: "There are some things I need to make clear now, so you won't go back on your word later!"

"Please speak!" Tsukasa Tazaki's face was contorted in pain.

"I...I'm a very troublesome person..."

"know."

"I'm not getting better anytime soon, and if I leave you alone with me, I might have a really tough time..."

"I was mentally prepared."

"And even if I recover, I will still be just as stubborn."

"Yes, I understand. You've been this stubborn ever since I met you."

Why don't you comfort me by saying, "Actually, you're not that stubborn"?

"Don't force people to do things they don't want to do."

"This is infuriating!" Kuriyama Sakura clenched her little fist and punched his shoulder a few times. "Also, I've never been in a relationship before, so even if we get together, don't expect me to be a good girlfriend."

"Uh, that won't do. If possible, you should learn more from Mr. Shimamoto."

"You're dreaming! I'm not going to become that docile. Besides, I have some weird and wonderful ideas that you absolutely must understand, or I'll get angry. It doesn't matter if others understand or not, but you absolutely have to understand!"

"Of course, we're the most compatible people in the whole world."

"It might keep causing you trouble..."

"Tazaki-kun is not afraid of trouble at all!"

"Hey, can you please agree with everything I say? It makes it seem like you're just trying to fool me without thinking!"

"Oh, so when you're in trouble, I'll just stay out of the way?"

"You dare! Believe me or not... never mind, I don't want to talk about people like you. Anyway, you can never dislike me!"

"That's right. Even if you talk until you're dry, it all boils down to one sentence: I, Kuriyama Sakura, am now entrusting my life to Tazaki Tsukasa."

Kuriyama Sakura looked up at him with her clear eyes and said, "That's a good point."

"Are you relieved now?" Tsukasa Tazaki rubbed her head with both hands.

"I'm still a little scared..."

"It's alright, your legs are so beautiful, everything will go smoothly."

"Who comforts someone with their legs?" Kuriyama Sakura said with a laugh.

Tsukasa Tazaki gently put his arm around her waist and picked her up: "Let's go back and hear your mother's opinion. I'll discuss the future with her."

"Okay, I'll leave it all to you!"

Kuriyama Sakura obediently closed her eyes, pressing her cheek tightly against his chest.

Chapter 337 Persuasion: Tazaki-kun is always good at explaining things in fanfiction.

As darkness fell, the sanatorium was illuminated with lights that evoked a nostalgic atmosphere.

Several staff members rode their bicycles slowly down the slope, talking loudly, their voices sometimes near and sometimes far.

As I pushed open the door and entered the room, Hoshino Hanami and Mrs. Kuriyama, who were talking, looked up at the same time.

Mrs. Kuriyama wore a large down jacket and wrinkled cotton trousers. Her face was unmade-up, and her hair was a messy tangle, as if she had just woken up.

Although she was clearly in a hurry to leave, she was still a very charming woman.

"Hello, Auntie," Tsukasa Tazaki greeted with a smile. "I wasted quite a bit of time making pottery with Sakura this afternoon."

Mrs. Kuriyama looked at him, then at Kuriyama Sakura, then back at him, tilted her head slightly, and smiled: "Have you been having a good time?"

“It was very enjoyable,” Tsukasa Tazaki replied.

Mrs. Kuriyama smiled gently, and charming fine lines appeared at the corners of her eyes.

Hoshino Hanami took a can of beer, a bottle of juice, and a plate with three glasses from the kitchen.

"Let's take a break and talk again," she said.

“I won’t get involved,” Kuriyama Sakura shook her head. “I’ve already told Tazaki what I needed to say. You two can talk.”

"Is that so..." Hoshino Hanami murmured, looking at her with amusement, "Did you reach an agreement?"

"Ah."

"I'll talk to my sister about it later. By the way, how did Tazaki do?"

"...What?" Kuriyama Sakura blushed and hurriedly explained, "No, we haven't..."

"That's so boring," Hoshino Hanami said listlessly.

"I'll go back to my room and rest first..."

Kuriyama Sakura hurriedly said something and prepared to run up to the second floor.

“Sakura…” Mrs. Kuriyama got up, ran her fingers through her daughter’s hair and ruffled it a few times, then pressed her nose against her daughter’s cheek: “No matter what happens, Mom hopes you can be happy.”

Kuriyama Sakura was clearly uninterested in these actions and words, but she didn't refuse either.

After smoothing her hair, she walked calmly up to the second floor and disappeared before turning the corner of the stairs, not forgetting to turn back and glare at Tsukasa Tazaki.

That condescending expression seemed to be a warning to him: "You'd better get this done, or I won't let you off the hook."

After giving a warning look, the minister didn't forget to raise his left and right hands, showing the other two the rings on his ring fingers to demonstrate his resolve.

Mrs. Kuriyama and Hoshino Hanami both glared at Tsukasa Tazaki.

"It was a gift from me," Tsukasa Tazaki answered frankly.

"Alright, Tazaki, come over here." Hoshino Hanami waved to him and even winked at him on purpose.

Tsukasa Tazaki obediently came to her side and sat down next to her.

"Thank you for your hard work these past few days, both you and Ms. Hoshino." Mrs. Kuriyama sighed wearily, rubbing her temples.

"You're too kind, Auntie." Tsukasa Tazaki poured himself a glass of juice and took a big gulp.

"What do you think about Sakura's situation?" Mrs. Kuriyama asked him.

"Does what Auntie said before, that she could make all the decisions as long as she wanted, still stand?"

Mrs. Kuriyama nodded, gently brushed her bangs from her forehead, and smiled slightly: "Of course it will work, provided it doesn't hurt her."

"Then I'm relieved." Tazaki Tsukasa breathed a sigh of relief and asked her, "Auntie doesn't usually have much time to spend with Sakura, right?"

“Yes, I’m too busy with work.” Mrs. Kuriyama smiled helplessly. “Her father is the same. He didn’t have time before, but now that he realizes there’s a problem, it’s too late to find the time. Oh, by the way, did you go to do ceramics this afternoon? I didn’t hear Sakura mention that she was interested in those things…”

"Yes, I also brought back one of her works when she was nine years old."

As he spoke, Tsukasa Tazaki handed over the cat paw coaster. Mrs. Kuriyama held it and looked at it for a while, a complicated smile on her face, her expression blank, as if she were lost in regretful memories.

Hoshino Hanami leaned against Tazaki Tsukasa's shoulder and asked softly, "Did you have lunch this afternoon?"

"I ate coffee and eggs."

"My sister hasn't eaten yet!"

"How about I get you some? How about some thin noodles?"

"We'll talk about it later..." Hoshino Hanami moved closer, her hand sneaking under his clothes to pinch the soft flesh of his waist. "Shimamoto Kana was the first, and Sakura was the second. Are you planning to let your older sister be the sixth? I was the one who came first!!!"

"...It was purely accidental."

Tsukasa Tazaki knew that Hanami Hoshino liked this kind of jealousy.

but it does not matter.

He likes his jealous older sister.