I really don't want to have a girlfriend.

The point of a cultural festival is for everyone to have fun. If it weren't for her future mother-in-law's request and her laziness in shooting the objects down in two separate sessions, Tenkuji Yu wouldn't have done something so out of the ordinary.

Even if you do it, you should know how to restrain yourself and be humble, so as not to provoke unnecessary enemies and resentment.

Receiving two prizes from the slightly trembling hands of her classmates in Class A, Yuu Tenkuji first gave the alarm clock to Yui Yuigahama, and then handed the hair tie to Mrs. Yuigahama.

Is this considered acceptable?

He sighed softly, his smile carrying a hint of helplessness, as if he were just playing along with an elder's antics.

"Oops, we've been spotted?"

With a slightly playful wink, Mrs. Yuihama met his "what do you think?" gaze, took the hair tie, and secretly gave him a thumbs up.

In her gentle, crescent-shaped eyes, there was an indescribable satisfaction and joy.

"Of course! From top to bottom, inside and out, apart from one flaw, you are so satisfactory that you are speechless."

Yuu Tenkuji couldn't help but ask curiously, "What's the drawback?"

Mrs. Yuigahama puffed out her chest forcefully and declared confidently, "We haven't even made Yui change her surname to Tenkuji yet!"

"..."

After a moment of silence, Yuu Tenkuji subconsciously rubbed her temples: "It'll happen sooner or later, don't be in such a hurry."

"There's no way around it; after all, the more outstanding a boy is, the easier it is for him to attract even more outstanding girls."

Mrs. Yui shook her head, looked at Yui with tenderness and affection, and then turned her gaze back to him.

With a helpless smile, she let her voice fall softly into the air between them.

"I know my daughter's true worth better than anyone... Perhaps I'm overthinking it, but one day, if a girl with an even higher score appears, and is equally attracted to you, she—"

“You are indeed worrying too much about this.”

Knowing what the other person wanted to say, Yuu Tenkuji didn't intend to listen to the end.

He abruptly interrupted his wife, and under her questioning gaze, Yuu Tenkuji turned and walked towards Yui Yuigahama, naturally taking her hand and then intertwining their fingers tightly.

Only one unquestionable sentence penetrated Mrs. Yuihama's ears, leaving an indelible mark—

"No matter how many high-scoring girls appear, Yui Yuigahama will always be a perfect score in my heart, and no one can replace her!"

"..."

She fell silent, gazing at his broad and upright back, and at the way he stood with his daughter.

Mrs. Yuihama slipped the hair tie onto her wrist, rested her smooth, firm cheek in her palm, lowered her eyes slightly, and suddenly sighed heavily, lost in thought.

"What should I do, honey..."

She murmured, "Does our daughter, who has no redeeming qualities except for her chest, really deserve such an incredibly handsome man...?"

Chapter 150 The Gradually Gathering Undercurrents

After Class A, Class B held a riddle contest, Class C and Class D co-hosted a haunted house, and Class E sold handmade shaped balloons.

With three women of different ages by his side, Yuu Tenkuji went into each stall and had quite a good time. During the riddle contest, Sora and Yui went on stage and unsurprisingly came back with a consolation prize. Since the next round was still a while away, he had to give up his plan to have a revenge battle.

In the haunted house, they pushed me to the front, like a mother hen leading her chicks to the back. Naturally, there were screams, curses, shoving, bear hugs, and all sorts of chaotic situations. In the dark and narrow space, I didn't even know whose softness was pressed against my arm. When I came out, I could smell their fragrance on my body.

As the staff saw him off with envious looks, before Yuu Tenkuji could say anything, Mrs. Yuihama gave him a meaningful once-over.

Then he raised his hand and patted his shoulder, a satisfied smile appearing on his face.

"Young man, you've got a great physique."

...I understand now. The criminal who had been groping his biceps and abs in the chaos was right in front of him, confessing without a shred of shame.

Aside from expressing his helplessness at his wife's lively personality, Yuu Tenkuji didn't know what else to say.

Next up was Balloon Crafts for Class E. Since they could buy their own balloons and create simple designs under the guidance of the staff, the four of them set up a table and got to work, and then, bang, bang, bang...

After the much-anticipated triple bombing, Yuu Tenkuji folded three small animal figurines as a gift for them. His skillful folding technique even made the students in Class E ask him:

"Sky Temple, you even know how to do this?"

Twisting the puppy's tail into a knot and pulling it out, Yuuto Tenkuji casually handed it to Yui Yuigahama beside him and replied nonchalantly, "Well, I learned a lot of skills when I was working odd jobs... It was all to make a living, nothing much to say."

Then, at his wife's request, he recounted his past experiences as a laborer.

There's nothing wrong with that. After all, it was hard work, but it was a life he was proud of as the older brother, and he had no regrets or feelings of inferiority.

However, for some reason, even though he had only mentioned it briefly, more and more people gathered around him. After he finished recounting his life before the summer vacation, the women, led by Yuihama and her daughter, wiped away tears, sighed, and even cast pitying glances at him along with many men.

What on earth is all this?!

He was made to look like one of the top ten inspirational figures who moved Japan. I couldn't help but get goosebumps all over my body. I was so embarrassed that I almost dug out a Blue-Eyes White Dragon worth 1.4 billion yen with my toes on the spot.

Too lazy to care what kind of trouble it might cause, Yuu Tenkuji simply pulled Kasugano Sora, whose eyes were also watery, away from Class E and waited for Yuihama and her daughter to catch up outside the corridor of Class F.

"Let's go see the play in our class next. I'm really looking forward to seeing what Totsuka will be like when he finally performs."

Although Totsuka Saika has never been turned gay, Tenkuji Yu has to admit that his friend is prettier than most of the women in his class even without makeup or dressing up. What would happen if he dressed up as a woman? He would basically charm everyone, regardless of gender.

"Hmm, it's almost time for the next show to start..." Yui Yuigahama glanced at her watch, then looked up at Yuu Tenkuji with a hesitant expression.

"What's wrong?" he asked, puzzled.

"Uh..." She seemed to be racking her brains for words, her gaze frequently shifting between the classroom door and Tenkuji Yu's face.

Before Yui Yuigahama could figure out how to tell him about the "improvisational performance," someone in the class spotted them and rushed over, seemingly afraid that their secret would be accidentally exposed, forcefully taking over the conversation.

"Yui, you've finally arrived."

"……finally?"

Tenkuji Yu frowned slightly, his suspicious gaze fixed on Miura Yumiko's profile, lost in thought.

Yumiko Miura didn't back down either, glaring at him fiercely and raising an eyebrow: "What else? Yui told me before that she would bring you to the show. Is there a problem with me waiting for her in the classroom for a long time?"

Tenkuji Yu's lips curled into a cold smile: "Did I ask you anything? Why are you so agitated, looking like you have something to hide?"

"Tsk... I have nothing to say to you."

Seemingly mindful of the adult standing nearby, and the silver-haired girl tugging at Tenkuji Yu's sleeve, whose gaze was gradually becoming hostile.

Having managed to suppress his arrogance, the blond double-helix drill didn't confront him as usual. Instead, after clicking his tongue in annoyance, he turned his gaze to Mrs. Yuihama and greeted her politely.

"You must be Yui's older sister? Nice to meet you, I'm Yumiko Miura..."

Yuu Tenkuji thought that perhaps only at times like this could she see this guy's restraint and politeness.

Unfortunately, it completely lacks the charm of unexpected cuteness.

……

After Mrs. Yuihama cheerfully explained her identity, the four of them, led by Yumiko Miura, filed into Class F's classroom.

The front area was a stage area with curtains drawn and dim lighting, while the back area was a seating area already occupied by many audience members. A red line was drawn between the two areas to create a realistic concert hall setting.

Soft classical music flowed from the speakers, neither too loud nor too soft, extending like vines into every corner of the classroom. The air seemed to become calm and solemn, causing the audience in their seats to subconsciously lower their voices and wait with anticipation and peace of mind for the curtain to rise.

After leading the four to their seats, Miura Yumiko rushed backstage to help.

Unlike them, who still had time to date and have fun, she had been busy in class all morning and was so tired that she didn't want to complain. She was just hoping that the impromptu performance later would be interesting enough to relieve the fatigue accumulated from work.

The prey is already caught. What good would it do if Yui secretly reminded him? He'd still have to put on an unscripted performance in front of everyone!

With a cold smile, Miura Yumiko gestured to the actors backstage. They immediately understood and nodded with a mix of nervousness, anticipation, and excitement, taking advantage of the last preparation time to review the previously revised script.

Seating area.

"Yu, I feel like that golden double-drilled guy has a problem with you."

“Your feeling is right.” Tenkuji Yu shrugged and said indifferently, “It’s been like this ever since I started dating Yui. She hates me for taking away her best friend, and I hate her inexplicable temper... But she’s not capable enough to be my match, so I usually ignore her to avoid being accused of bullying girls and putting Yui in an awkward position.”

"There are actually girls who dislike Yu..." Kasugano Sora murmured in a tone of shock, as if she had just heard someone say, "No Game No Life has a second season!" "Isn't it the kind of relationship where someone seems to be targeting you on the surface, but actually likes you a lot in secret, and is only mean to you because you're her friend's boyfriend?"

"I told you to stop watching those twisted, melodramatic dramas." Yuu Tenkuji complained speechlessly. "Even if it really is true, it just means she brought it on herself... Not just her, I'm not interested in any other girls now, so it doesn't matter if they like me."

"Yes, yes, I know you're devoted~" Kasugano Sora swung her legs and smiled teasingly.

Because Mrs. Yuihama was listening to their conversation nonchalantly, she didn't continue the topic. Instead, she looked around the classroom of Class 2-F and suddenly spoke up:

"Yu, where do you usually sit?"

"Second row from the left, third column from the top." Yuu Tenkuji pointed to his seat, which was currently occupied by a red dividing line.

Kasugano Sora was somewhat surprised: "So in the middle? I thought you were sitting in the main character's seat."

"Your brother is just an ordinary person who's a little unusual, far from being a main character," Tenkuji Yu said with a smile, ruffling her hair.

Kasugano Sora squinted and enjoyed it for a moment, then pried his large hand off and placed it on her thigh, playing with his fingers: "With all the things you've been through, no one is more like the protagonist of this world than you... Let's not talk about that anymore, tell me more about things related to school."

Tenkuji Yu glanced at her in surprise.

As if he had suddenly understood something, he hid his smile deep in his eyes, casually suppressing the upward curve of his lips, and in a gentle and pleasant tone, slowly told his sister about the various things related to Soubu High School and the things that students would encounter at school.

Only after the theater's opening sound effects began and the classroom lights suddenly went out did the two of them fall silent, just like the other audience members, and look at the stage that was gradually being focused on by the bright lights.

In the brief silence, I suddenly felt a finger poking me from behind.

Yuu Tenkuji didn't turn her head, but leaned back slightly: "What's wrong?"

Yui Yuigahama replied in a similarly breathy voice, "Be careful..."

"She's trying to mess with me, isn't she? I can tell, so don't worry."

With Miura Yumiko's clumsy disguise and acting skills, he could sense something was wrong even with his eyes closed and nostrils plugged. With a little observation, analysis, and association, he could roughly guess what she was trying to do, and there was absolutely no possibility that he was being tricked.

However, considering that this girl with the golden spiral double drill had indeed put in a lot of effort in preparing for the cultural festival, and given that she couldn't have done it without the consent of the other students, it's unlikely she could have done it.

Yuu Tenkuji just sighed helplessly. He would just treat it as participating in a class activity... Unless they went too far, he planned to cooperate fully with the performance.

After telling Yui Yuigahama his thoughts, he felt her relieved breath on his neck.

"Well, as long as everyone is happy... I'll tell you about what happened in class later."

She chuckled softly in his ear, and just as Tenkuji Yu thought she was about to pull away, her hot breaths suddenly shortened the distance between them.

In the darkness, moist teeth gently bit his earlobe. Before he could even feel the electric-like tingling sensation, soft lips enveloped his skin and nerves, bringing an unusual pleasure.

"Ham~"

The wet, slurping sound of tongues and saliva mingling reached my ears, heat and breath rushed up, accompanied by her shy yet mischievous giggles: "Hehe, don't make any rash moves, or Qiong will find out..."