I really don't want to have a girlfriend.

"Of course there's anything wrong with it. As a fellow woman, I wouldn't share my underwear with you, would I?"

"Hmm..." The other party's reasoning was so baseless that Yui Yuigahama instinctively hesitated, then stole a glance at Yuu Tenkuji before puffing out her chest and defiantly saying:

"Underwear and umbrellas are not the same! Although I don't know what happened when Natsukawa disappeared, Yuu doesn't belong to you alone. Please don't take him for yourself!"

Looking at those two round mounds that were much larger than his own, Natsukawa Masaki's expression stiffened slightly, clearly quite shocked.

The next moment, she took Tenkuji Yu's hand, dispelling the abnormal state as she coldly said, "Could it still be yours?"

“He’s a jerk… no, I mean, Natsukawa-kun, what you’re doing is against the rules!” Yui Yuigahama bit her lip, mustered her courage, and grabbed his free hand, pulling it slightly towards him.

Caught off guard, Natsukawa Masuzu almost let go of his hand. Her heart skipped a beat, and she nearly cried out "No!"

However, she reacted so quickly that she shut her mouth before she could even utter a word, and she hugged his arm even tighter, pulling it back again.

"Sorry, the umbrella is only big enough for two people, so there's nothing we can do if you don't want to use it all by yourself... As compensation, would you like us to go and buy you another umbrella?"

With a forced smile, a cold flame burned in his azure eyes.

"Then I'll wait until Xia Chuan is sent back before sharing an umbrella with Xiao You... It's none of your business anyway."

With a pout, his reddish-brown eyes gleamed with resentment.

Her eyebrows twitched, and Natsukawa Masaki's voice was so cold it could melt ice: "You're the one who said you didn't want to be a love rival or start a war. You're quick to go back on your word, aren't you, Dango-chan?"

Yui Yuigahama, unusually, did not back down but spoke her mind frankly and directly: "You were the one who said you hated 'that thing,' and you were the one who would never 'do that,' but now you act like you like Yu more than I do. Who went back on their word first?"

"..."

Natsukawa Masaki paused for a moment, realizing that her approach was not going well, so she looked away and decided to change the subject: "Putting aside the implications, as your girlfriend, it's only natural that I ask you to keep your distance from my boyfriend. Now you want to disturb our time together? Haven't you been kicked by Johnny's horse before?"

Yui Yuigahama stepped forward: "Two years of friendship and less than twenty days of being a girlfriend, who's bothering whom here?"

Natsukawa Masaki scoffed, "Two years and still friends? That's pathetic."

"Once that relationship is gone, you can't even be friends anymore. That's what's truly pathetic."

"Tsk—"

The argument escalated to a point where, even without anyone else watching, Yuu Tenkuji could no longer remain a bystander.

I forget which day it started, but the silly dumpling turned into a brave dumpling. Not only did he dare to confront anyone, but he also stopped hiding his good intentions when expressing them, and several straight balls were thrown at his face.

On the other hand, Natsukawa Masuzu's momentum seemed to be gradually weakening. Perhaps she didn't want to reveal that the 'lie' had turned into a 'deal'? Her expression showed a kind of distressed reluctance to speak, and she frequently gestured with her eyes for him to come and help.

...It's really obvious who won and who lost.

"I'm referring to the two of you."

Yuu Tenkuji broke free from the arms that were being used as a tug-of-war rope—Yui Yuigahama's grip wasn't tight, and she immediately let go when she realized he was about to pull away.

On the contrary, Natsukawa Masuzu held on as tightly as a vise; forcibly pulling her hand away would only cause her to rub against her crotch. Therefore, Tenkuji Yuuki wisely chose to give up and continued:

"After you've finished arguing, can you listen to my side of the story? I guarantee it will satisfy everyone. If they're not satisfied, I don't care if you break up with me."

"What do you mean?" the two asked in unison, staring at him.

Caught between his friend and girlfriend in a love triangle, Yuu Tenkuji showed no fear or hesitation whatsoever, and simply spoke with confidence and composure:

"I brought an extra raincoat."

……

"I have to go to the store today, be careful on your way home."

At the three-way intersection, Tenkuji Yu waved goodbye to the two girls who seemed to have a good relationship and were sharing an umbrella. Without paying attention to their expressions, she turned around and walked into the misty rain.

His bright yellow, lightweight raincoat made him a beacon of light, weaving through the gray, cold city streets.

Feeling his phone vibrating incessantly in his pocket, presumably from someone sending him aggressive and harassing messages, Yuu Tenkuji ignored it for the time being and quickly arrived at the entrance of "Angel Cafe".

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"Welcome... Ah, senior! You're back from your autumn outing?"

The moment she saw him, the cute junior girl shed her lazy and listless demeanor, her eyes sparkling as she skipped and hopped into the store, then eagerly helped him hang his raincoat on the nearby raincoat rack.

"Sasa, senior, please take a seat! I'm so bored without any guests. Tell me quickly what fun things are on the autumn outing! You came here specifically to help me relieve my boredom, right?"

Tenkuji Yu pushed aside the head that was practically touching him, coldly saying, "No, I just came to borrow a spare umbrella from the shopkeeper. I'll go straight home after I borrow it. Where's the shopkeeper? Why did he disappear again?"

"Ugh..."

Iroha puffed out her soft cheeks, her short flaxen hair swaying over her shoulders, and stared at him with fierce yet watery eyes.

"Do you think I'd tell you where the store manager is with your attitude? Absolutely not!"

Chapter Sixty: Ayaka-chan's Great Victory!

"If you don't want to say it, fine. I can just say it on LINE."

Without a shred of leniency, Yuu Tenkuji walked straight into the staff break room and took out a spare umbrella.

Isshiki followed him in and out like an annoying little hamster, almost using her body as a shield to block his way—Tenkuji Yu guessed that she didn't actually do that, because she was mindful of having a beautiful girlfriend, so she restrained herself somewhat.

"Senior, I'll tell you where the shop manager went. Could you stay and chat with me? As you can see, I'm incredibly bored—"

"If I'm bored, I'll go clean. I still have to go home and cook."

"I already cleaned it! Look how shiny the table is, that proves just how bored I must have been to clean it so meticulously..."

...This guy really dares to say that.

Tenkuji Yu glanced back at the petite girl swaying with her beautiful, dead-fish eyes, and gestured towards the counter with a smirk: "Then go and hone your skills in making coffee and pastries, and share some of the manager's workload."

"I can't touch his beloved coffee equipment while the manager's not here. What if I get scolded?" Seeing that Tenkuji Yu was finally willing to look at her properly, Isshiki Hatake immediately straightened up, puffed out her small chest, and said confidently, "As for the desserts, if I make them, will you eat them? Wouldn't it be a waste if no one eats them?"

Tenkuji Yu looked out of the shop; the rain was getting heavier and heavier: "Can't you eat it yourself or give it to the manager?"

Iroha Isshiki's eyes widened in disbelief as she exclaimed, "How could I do something like suicide or murder!"

Tenkuji Yu glanced at him sideways: "You don't care if you kill me?"

"You're different, senior! I think you're the kind of person who can shout 'Delicious!' even after eating something terrible, and still stand up straight. You're super trustworthy!"

The junior schoolgirl smiled ingratiatingly, her bright eyes brimming with mischievous brilliance, her short hair swaying gently like summer ripples.

She turned her head and looked him up and down, her eyes moist and the curve of her upper body tilting, all exuding her charm and making him unconsciously feel a protective instinct.

"So, senior, these are cookies I secretly made in the kitchen. Why don't you try them?"

As she said this, Isshiki took out a small bag of cookies from her uniform pocket. They looked mediocre, except for the cute packaging.

"Well, so this is where you were waiting for me." Yuu Tenkuji took the bag of cookies and examined it for a few moments. "If I had agreed to tell you the story of the autumn outing, you would have let me eat this bag of cookies as a snack, right?"

"Yes, Senior is wise!"

Using the respectful words of an ancient maid, Iroha answered in a clear voice, then blinked and stared at him.

Yuu Tenkuji didn't keep her waiting too long. He took a biscuit out of his bag, popped it into his mouth, chewed it a few times, and then nodded gently.

"You made it according to the recipe, right? The taste is too rigid and clumsy. It's edible, but it won't sell."

"The criticism was so merciless." Iroha's slender shoulders slumped, and she pouted listlessly, muttering, "So it really doesn't work... I followed the steps in the video exactly, but for some reason, there's always a problem with one step, and no matter what I do, I can't make delicious cookies..."

Yuu Tenkuji took out a second piece and chewed it thoughtfully: "It's mainly because you're not skilled enough, right? Have the shop manager guide you and make it a few more times, and you should be able to sell it on the counter... The choice of recipe is also very important. Cookies without any special features won't be popular."

"That doesn't matter, anyway, I won't sell the cookies I make, I'll just..." Her gaze shifted away, her face flushed slightly, and her voice grew softer and softer.

Yuu Tenkuji didn't miss this reaction and gave a kind and warm smile.

“If it’s out of interest, there’s no need to rush. Take your time, you’ll be able to do it well someday!” After quickly finishing the remaining cookies, Yuu Tenkuji handed the empty bag back, encouraging her like an older brother, “If you’re making them to give as gifts, as long as you’re cute and the taste isn’t too bad, they’re more valuable than cookies worth tens of thousands of dollars… This is pretty good as it is.”

"This is too realistic!" While complaining, Isshiki Yu put away the empty bag and suddenly froze, a look of realization flashing across her pretty and cute face.

"Oh, wait a minute, according to what you're saying... because I'm very cute, this bag of cookies must be quite valuable to you, right?"

"I would call you the best at summarizing this year." Yuu Tenkuji patted the cookie crumbs off his hands, neither denying nor admitting it, just saying indifferently, "Anyway, your skills are not bad, not to the point of being a culinary disaster. What you lack is just experience in trial and error and improvement."

"So, Senpai promised to help me taste the cookies from now on?" Skipping over the summary, Iroha Isshiki raised her hands and cheered crisply, "Yay! That's great~ Iroha-chan's great victory!"

"You've got a lot of tricks up your sleeve..."

Tenkuji Yu glanced at her speechlessly, but did not refuse as she expected: "Sure, you can bring the cookies over when you make them, or I can bring them to you when I come to the shop. I can offer some advice on desserts."

"Huh?" She was caught off guard and stunned for a moment, then her mouth opened slightly, and she panicked for some reason, "R-really? Your girlfriend won't have any objections?"

"If you're afraid of this, what are you doing with your great victory over there..." Yuu Tenkuji rolled her eyes and said casually, "It's like a restaurant colleague helping to taste the food. What opinions could they possibly have? I don't care whether I eat it or not. It just depends on whether you want to give it to me or not."

"Wow, to be able to eat your junior's homemade cookies with such a clear conscience, you really are a senior..." Iroha Isshiki muttered with admiration, her expression a mix of relief and regret. Finally, she sighed as if giving up, "Well, that's very much in the style of a senior... Well then, I'll leave it to you, senior! If you make cookies, I'll share some with you."

Yuu Tenkuji nodded, crossed his arms, and looked down at her: "However, as a chef, I will seriously evaluate the food I taste... If it is still the same level next time, I hope you can be prepared to be criticized."

"Hiss, that sounds terrifying..."

Her petite body trembled slightly, and Iroha Isshiki quickly gave him a heads-up: "Let me make this clear first, my cooking skills are really not very good. Please be considerate of a novice and don't be too rough with me!"

Tenkuji Yu smiled brightly: "Don't worry, I'm an old man who's gentle."

Iroha Isshiki immediately backed away: "There's absolutely no smile! Your eyes don't say that at all! How scary, you sadistic senpai are so scary!"

After the commotion, he was ready to leave "Angel Cafe".

Chapter 61 What should I do if my older sister breaks down? I need help urgently.

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If it weren't for the fact that Yuu Tenkuji dislikes walking in a raincoat, there would have been no need for her to come and borrow an umbrella; and if no one had seen her, she wouldn't have cared about getting soaked on her way home.

"Refreshed" – feel dry and refreshed in a second – a convenient ability you deserve!

After borrowing an umbrella and putting away her raincoat, Yuu Tenkuji pushed open the shop door.

Although Isshiki Hatake was also clamoring to go back and rest, she could only stay here to look after the store until she got off work or the store manager returned, watching Tenkuji Yu walk into the rain with an umbrella.

"Senior, you need to work harder on your relationship! Stop flirting with other women!"

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm a very loyal person, okay?"

"Hmph, I get it, I get it~ You didn't cheat on her, it's just that the girl took the initiative to come to you~ That's what men always say."

"Anyway, I'm not that kind of guy. And to be honest, I've never actively pursued any girl, and I've always rejected all the confessions I've received."