My love index is at its maximum.

Tazaki Tsukasa quickly stopped himself from having such terrible thoughts and reached out to tap her forehead: "Go down and eat breakfast like a good girl!"

"Let's go down for breakfast!" Tsukasa Tazaki reached out and tapped her forehead.

"Okay—"

Kana Shimamoto smiled sweetly and walked out of the room with somewhat unnatural steps.

After she left, Tsukasa Tazaki walked to the bedside. The curtains hanging in front of the window were illuminated by the sunlight, casting dappled light that fell on the sheets like beautiful snowflakes.

In the midst of the sunlight, Hoshino Hanami slept soundly.

Two long, slender, and taut legs stretched out comfortably, with her glistening toes slightly curled up, sunlight dancing and shimmering on her toes, carrying a hint of warmth and fragrance.

Tazaki Tsukasa lay on the edge of the bed, his chin resting on the sheets, sizing up the woman he loved most.

Her delicate, oval face exuded a serene aura. Unlike when she was awake, she seemed to have changed her personality and become a different woman.

He gently hugged her head, lifted it up, and pressed his lips to hers.

Hoshino Hanami was still unconscious, her gentle breathing like a clock that never stopped, and her arms instinctively wrapped around Tazaki Tsukasa's neck, like a morning glory spreading its tendrils on a support.

The sun gradually rose a little higher.

The sunlight streaming directly through the window bathed her entire body, her shapely figure rising and falling with her heavy breathing, the rhythm somewhat disordered than before.

Tsukasa Tazaki spread his fingers and measured the distance from her arm to her neck, and the distance from her forehead to her chin.

Disturbed from her sleep, Hoshino Hanami's breathing rhythm changed slightly with the touch of his fingers, as if she were an instrument being played. Tazaki Tsukasa plucked the strings of the instrument, producing different notes and changing the key of her playing.

The notes are in flux, undisturbed by anything; it is a pure angelic song, as if one were in heaven.

"Sister," Tsukasa Tazaki called softly.

"Ok?"

Hoshino Hanami opened her eyes and glanced at him.

The dazed look of her long, slender eyelashes fluttering was quite pleasing to the eye.

Her eyes, unfocused from sleep, were slightly dim, but once she realized she was next to her boyfriend, her eyelids quickly drooped again. Her striking neck, now forced back as she rested her head on Tsukasa Tazaki's arm, was excessively emphasized in its beauty.

Tsukasa Tazaki didn't disturb her, but simply gazed at the pure, refined, and elegant beauty on her face.

No need for excessive clichés, she slept like a child, her face spotless, and it was too precious to disturb such a peaceful sleep.

Tsukasa Tazaki simply did nothing, turned over, and lay down next to her.

Perhaps the noise he made was a bit loud, or perhaps he had already been woken up, but as soon as he lay down, Hoshino Hanami smiled and half-opened her eyes, bringing her sexy and luscious lips closer.

Although not a single word has been spoken yet.

But Tsukasa Tazaki could already taste the warmth and happiness in her eyes, like the fresh scent of a garden before dawn. The next second, he put this supreme treasure into his mouth.

……

however.

At this moment, Xiao Wei is on her way on horseback!

Chapter 371 Knotting

Their lips had just parted when Hoshino Hanami saw her pretty face, her fair skin still flushed with a hint of red, like a fruit that was both ripe and unripe, its soft texture exuding a fragrant aroma.

Tazaki Tsukasa rested his chin on her head and called out sweetly, "Sister~"

“You’re dreaming,” Hoshino Hanami said lazily, leaning against him. “Your sister is in Tokyo. Wake up.”

"Never mind, I've already hugged my sister." Tazaki Tsukasa hid his excitement, his nose touching Hoshino Hanami's neck, and asked her with a smile, "What time did you leave this morning?"

“It’s not even six o’clock yet,” Hoshino Hanami smiled slightly, gently tugging at Tazaki Tsukasa’s cheek with her finger, “so that my penguin-kun could come and beat me up sooner, I left before I even arrived.”

"Didn't get it, haha!"

Tazaki Tsukasa smiled smugly, then suddenly raised his hand and slapped her perfectly round and perky buttocks.

Snapped!

"Um--"

Hoshino Hanami let out a soft groan in pain.

Her boyfriend slapped her bottom hard, but she wasn't angry. She just affectionately hugged his neck and rested her face against his: "Why did you hit me?"

"Of course, it's to avenge Shimamoto-sensei!" Tazaki Tsukasa replied solemnly.

Hoshino Hanami immediately put on a pitiful look: "Are you going to hit Hanami-neechan that hard too?"

After saying this, she blushed and lowered her head, her eyelashes covering her bright eyes trembling slightly.

“I would like to do that,” Tsukasa Tazaki chuckled, “but unfortunately, after I’ve been trained, my sister will beat me to death.”

Hoshino Hanami raised her face again and smiled sweetly: "You're smart to know what's good for you."

Tazaki Tsukasa held her as they lay on their side on the bed, and Hoshino Hanami, like a delicate young girl, snuggled her head into his arms.

When does your sister plan to go back?

"I'll go back after the 14th."

"After Valentine's Day?"

"Yeah, aren't you happy?"

"I'm more than happy. This is our first Valentine's Day together. It's no exaggeration to say that I'm extremely excited."

"Behave well, or your big sister won't reward you." Hoshino Hanami, like a queen, lifted Tazaki Tsukasa's chin with one hand, a pleased smile playing on her lips: "And if you don't behave well, you can expect your big sister's punishment!"

Tsukasa Tazaki hugged her even tighter.

Warm and affectionate words frequently came from their mouths.

If these words are put together, one can imagine a secret private life woven from pure love, free from any impurities.

"What time?" Hoshino Hanami asked.

Tsukasa Tazaki stood up and glanced at the electronic alarm clock on the table: "Nine o'clock."

"Time to get up..." Hoshino Hanami stretched and slowly sat up from the bed.

At this moment, she was wearing a blue long-sleeved dress. When they were playing around on the bed, the zipper on the back had been pulled down quite a bit, and the bra straps were showing.

What should we eat for breakfast?

"Pasta."

"anything else?"

"That's all."

"Hey, hey, hey, I came all this way and you're just going to serve me spaghetti?"

Hoshino Hanami turned around and patted Tazaki Tsukasa's head twice, then swayed her shoulders as she got out of bed. The small room was very tidy, exuding a sweet atmosphere similar to a newlywed's nest. She combed her hair in front of the dressing mirror like a newlywed wife.

Tsukasa Tazaki got out of bed, went behind Hanami Hoshino, and helped her zip up the back of her dress.

"Oh, right, could you get my handbag?" Hoshino Hanami sprayed a mist of perfume onto her wrist while glancing back at the handbag on the bedside table. "There's something inside for you and Sakura."

Tazaki Tsukasa took the white patent leather bag and watched her rummage through her personal belongings, such as lipstick, makeup box, and car keys, for a moment before pulling out a knotted rope made of red, yellow, and white rope.

"What's this for?" he asked curiously.

"Ahem, let me explain slowly to you," Hoshino Hanami cleared her throat, as if recalling her identity, and put on a serious face like she would in the classroom, "The direction of the food is where the apricot path leads, the apricot path leads to the apricot path, the apricot path leads to the apricot path; the sea breeze blows strong, blowing back to the time of parting, the bond that my sister is tied to."

Tsukasa Tazaki was completely bewildered.

"This short song tells the story of how, when a husband is about to travel far away, his wife would tie a knot on his clothes, symbolizing that she would tie her own soul into the knot to protect him and bless him with a safe journey."

Hoshino Hanami explained to Meimei.

"At the same time, when a husband misses his wife, he will look at the knots on his clothes to express his longing."

"A small knot, like a token of love, connects the longing and prayers between husband and wife."

"Whether it gathers together or intertwines; sometimes it turns, sometimes it breaks, and then it connects again; this is a knotted rope, a symbol of entanglement and connection."

"Is this thing useful?" Tsukasa Tazaki asked.

“I don’t know, but it won’t hurt to try,” Hoshino Hanami said, taking his hand and tying a knot on his wrist with a knotted rope. “In Shintoism, knotted rope symbolizes the growth, development, and connection of all things in the universe. When applied to people, the knotted rope becomes a bridge that connects their souls.”

After saying that, she grabbed the other end of the knotted rope and skillfully tied it around her wrist.

Isn't it pretty?

Hoshino Hanami raised her hand, waved it proudly, and smiled radiantly.

“Beautiful.” Tsukasa Tazaki’s eyes widened as he looked at the three-colored knotted rope tied together on their wrists.

"The first time was for my older sister, the second time it's for Sakura." Hoshino Hanami lunged forward, putting her two strong arms around Tazaki Tsukasa's neck. "How was it? Did you feel my sister's soul?"

Tsukasa Tazaki squinted and pondered for a moment.

Ok……

Opening his eyes, he honestly replied, "Sorry, right now all I can feel is my sister's incredibly sexy body."

"Haha, not bad answer," Hoshino Hanami tilted her head slightly, staring into his eyes with great satisfaction. "Your body is the most perfect in the world, don't you agree?"

Tsukasa Tazaki nodded vigorously: "Absolutely!"

"I knew you wouldn't dare say no." Hoshino Hanami chuckled, quietly reaching out her hand to hold his, their palms already bound together. "I'll use it during the day, and you and Sakura will try it out tonight."

"Did your sister knit this herself?"

"No, I don't know how to knit this."

"Bought at a shrine?"

"Strictly speaking, it was a gift from someone after I went to the shrine."

Which shrine?

“Yeah, it’s next to Senso-ji Temple, I think it’s called Asakusa Shrine.” Hoshino Hanami leaned on his shoulder, her eyes seemingly recalling the scene from that day. “It was last Friday, I think. It was raining coldly in Tokyo. When I drove out after school that day, I saw a student riding a Honda Spyder by. He looked very, very much like you from the side.”

Tsukasa Tazaki put his arm around her soft waist and asked with amusement, "Like me?"

“Yeah,” Hoshino Hanami said, her eyes half-closed comfortably. “I was a little surprised at the time. I was driving behind him, and when we got out of the car on a small road next to Senso-ji Temple, we walked up a long slope and found a dilapidated shrine hidden behind it.”