I really don't want to have a girlfriend.

A muffled sound rang out.

Tenkuji Yu gave a bitter smile, then sighed.

"How can I be worthy of being your boyfriend if I don't do this?"

"What? So you got into character too."

"I'm just a better actor."

"I'll take that as an explanation." Seemingly in a better mood, Yukino Yukinoshita released him and stood up from the bench.

She stretched languidly, revealing her mature and beautiful curves, and then turned around in the midday sun. Her cheerful smile reflected light like a mirror, somewhat illusory and unreal.

Even the spring-themed paintings on the wooden comb look more real than that smile.

"Let's go, let's go to a better place to talk!"

Chapter 77: Was the mother found out?

Not long ago, [Between Spring].

For some reason, Yukino Yukinoshita had a feeling that the waiter who had just left was Yuu Tenkuji.

If not, when did this waiter go to clean the terrace?

Koichiro Yuki was inside the house, and she didn't dirty the terrace, so why did a waiter go over to clean it?

There are clearly significant logical problems involved, but when she tries to think about it deeply, she is like a math idiot trying to solve a calculus problem—her mind goes blank, her thinking keeps hitting roadblocks, and in the end, she can only choose to give up.

"Yang Nai, what's wrong?" Her mother noticed that she was lost in thought and turned to ask.

Yukinoshita Haruno quickly snapped out of her daze and gave a perfunctory smile: "It's nothing."

The mother narrowed her eyes slightly, probably sensing something.

However, she didn't ask, but instead turned her gaze to the group of people from the Yuki family, who were speaking in some boring official jargon.

Continuing to resonate with the air through her instincts, Yukinoshita's thoughts wandered, and she began to think about Yuu Tenkuji.

Rather, I would say that from the moment I woke up today, my mind has been filled with his image.

I thought of a bunch of random things about him, including memories and things I wanted to do with him in the future, just to pass the time during these boring social engagements.

Where is he? What is he doing? Is there anyone else with him? Is he thinking of me too...?

Then, I want to see him.

"I long to see him," Yukinoshita Haruno prayed.

So when he actually came to see her, the satisfaction she felt at that moment made her realize for the first time that her heart could beat so fast.

If a lie is false, it will eventually melt away like snow in the sun.

So how long can this excitement last before it melts away?

If it never melts...

Even if a relationship is full of calculation, even if the connection is all fake—for oneself, that must be the most perfect "truth," right?

'So I actually have these teenage girl thoughts? How stupid of me.' Yukinoshita Haruno couldn't help but laugh at herself.

As the older sister, she had to be more mature than her younger sister and all her peers from a young age.

After turning twenty, she should think about things from an adult perspective instead of acting impulsively and being willful.

So, what kind of situation would cause a girl to unconsciously abandon her maturity, act willfully and recklessly, and experience a drop in IQ?

The answer is quite simple.

That is, to make her mistake lies for reality.

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"Yono, are you in love?"

In the elegantly decorated room, still in a Japanese style, her mother suddenly asked her this question.

After finishing their business with the Yuki family and returning to the room they had booked for the day, the mother kicked the father out, saying she wanted to talk to him alone.

After all, they were mother and daughter, and Yukino quickly understood, calmly returning the smile.

Why do you say that?

The mother poured two cups of tea with graceful movements and said slowly, "Perhaps you can fool the Yuki family, but as far as I can see, you not only have no interest in that boy Koichiro, but you also occasionally look down on him with the same contemptuous gaze you would give a love rival—no, a look you would give an insect."

She paused in her movement of picking up the teacup, then opened her mouth in astonishment: "...Was I really that unreasonable?"

You know in your heart whether it's excessive or not.

My mother is always concise and to the point, and her gaze is so sharp it's terrifying; she's really hard to deal with.

Yang Nai pouted slightly, brought the teacup to her lips, and muttered, "Okay, I really don't like him."

"Then who do you like?" the mother immediately replied, her tone still gentle, yet firm and unyielding.

"I've been through this myself, so I can tell that you've been thinking about your 'boyfriend' since this morning, haven't you?"

As a mother, I can tell at a glance that you're in love!

"Ha...you guessed right."

Like drinking beer, Yang Nai tilted her head back and gulped down the tea, then exhaled a breath of hot air and shrugged: "I like a guy who's younger than me. We met outside, and it's probably unrequited love for me right now."

Without any explanation, he readily admitted it.

It's not that arguing is useless, but my mother is the kind of person who knows when to stop. Once she clearly shows her refusal, she won't press the issue any further.

But after that, she will use every means to find out what she wants to know.

Facing the great demon king of the Yukino family, Haruno didn't think she could hide it for long, so she might as well just admit it now, end this conversation as soon as possible, and go find Yu-Yu for a secret rendezvous.

After he finished speaking, the air fell silent for a long while.

"So you finally want to be in a relationship...?"

For some reason, the mother sighed with a sense of relief, but then suddenly her gaze sharpened and her tone became serious: "I won't ask any more questions. Girls have their own sense of propriety, and even mothers and daughters shouldn't touch upon such private matters."

"I just want to know, how far have you two gone? You haven't slept together yet, have you?"

Isn't this private enough?

She rolled her eyes inwardly, her pupils darted around, and Yang Nai suddenly smiled, making a bird's beak shape with her hands and comparing them.

Then the middle fingers intertwined intensely, vividly demonstrating the action of "French kissing".

"We haven't crossed that line yet, but we've probably reached this level... still every day."

"..."

Suddenly, she fell silent. Her mother closed her eyes slightly, as if enduring a headache, pressed her hand to her temple, and sighed deeply.

Then, she looked up and cast a gaze that was extremely cold.

So Yang Nai awkwardly stopped making the indecent gesture, shrank his neck and gave a dry laugh, no longer daring to be naughty in front of his mother.

"...We just started talking about being reserved, and you're already like this."

Shaking her head, the mother picked up her teacup and took a small sip, seemingly trying to calm herself: "Never mind, maybe I just don't understand young people these days. Since your relationship is this good..."

Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly froze, then looked over in disbelief.

"Wait, you just said you're still in unrequited love?"

Yang Nai blinked, looking innocent: "Probably? But I think he's almost fallen for me, just one step away."

"You haven't even taken that first step yet, and you're already trying to steal a base from third base?"

The mother pressed her hand to her chest, gasping for breath, as if she were about to take out a nitroglycerin pill and swallow it.

Yang Nai clapped his hands in admiration: "As expected of my mother, that's a great analogy."

Then he was immediately met with an even more stern and icy glare.

"What exactly happened? Explain yourself clearly!"

"Ah ha ha……"

Her last struggle was in vain. Yukinoshita slumped her shoulders, like a condemned prisoner about to be executed, her smile weak and feeble.

After glancing at the time and preparing herself mentally, she began to tell her mother about her relationship with Yuu Tenkuji in a storytelling style.

Of course, to prevent Xiaoyouyou from getting into trouble with her mother, she still had to take the blame herself.

So, in the end, it's titled "A Girl Falls in Love with Her Rented Boyfriend and Forces Him into an Inappropriate Relationship."

This is the story of how she met him.

Chapter 78 This guy is damn charming

The Japanese-style room was quiet, or rather, utterly silent.

"I...I really didn't expect that you, who have been so sensible since childhood, would do something like this."

As Yukinoshita stopped speaking and lowered her gaze to sip her tea, Yukinoshita Saori pressed her forehead, muttering as if in disbelief.

Her usually composed and elegant expression was somewhat unpleasant, her chest heaving, and she could only calm the turbulent emotions in her heart through deep breathing.

After all, her daughter, a college student in the prime of her youth, not only rented a fake boyfriend three years younger than her online, but also took the initiative to kiss him forcefully after knowing him for only a few days, developed a relationship with him that included French kissing, and even wanted to unilaterally turn the fake relationship into a real one and officially date him...

If this were a work of literature, she might be interested in reading it to understand just how twisted human nature can be; but now, the person in question is her eldest daughter, whom she values ​​and trusts highly, and whom she sees as the future successor of the family...

"You're kidding me, right?"

Yukinoshita Saori still held onto hope, after all, her daughter had a mischievous side, and when facing her younger sister, she often made those childish and naughty jokes... Maybe this time would be the same.

Yukino Yukinoshita shook her head, put down her teacup, and said seriously, "You know I don't joke about things like this."

"..."

The definitive answer caused Yukinoshita Saori to slowly close her eyes, sitting expressionlessly in a brief silence.

Yukino Yukinoshita was not surprised by her mother's reaction; she had already prepared herself mentally.

Like a child caught in a puppy love waiting to be scolded by their parents, her expression was very obedient, yet it also had a kind of shameless and willful air of "Go ahead and scold me, I won't break up with him even after you're done."