In crossover anime, who isn't a childhood friend?

Tsk tsk tsk, Mr. Sawamura, your behavior, which is so inconsistent between your outward appearance and your inner thoughts, is quite familiar, it seems like I've seen it before.

Now I finally know where Eriri inherited her adorable yet often disadvantageous personality.

If Mrs. Sawamura's genetic power had been even stronger, would Eriri now be in a completely different and more powerful form?

With these thoughts swirling in his mind, Yuan Qianye paused his cycling exercise and, after catching his breath, replied, "I'm still in quarantine, so I probably won't be able to keep our appointment for now."

"It's okay, it's okay!" Eriri quickly said, "I told Dad about your situation, and he said it's fine. We can just choose a time when you're free in Chiyo. He also said that if you or your family have any favorite restaurants, you can tell me in advance and he'll make a reservation."

Logically speaking, even if the status of a diplomat isn't particularly high, it's definitely not low either.

Mr. Sawamura's sudden display of enthusiasm suggests he must have made a considerable profit from the stock market, otherwise he wouldn't be so happy and adopt such a humble attitude.

Yuan Qianye nodded in agreement.

As people grow older, they understand more and more the importance of maintaining interpersonal relationships.

Of course, this refers to interpersonal relationships that are beneficial to oneself.

What kind of petty thieves, gambling addicts, and rotten pants...

And in the symphony orchestra's two-way selection competition before the final round, he ultimately cast his vote for a competitor who appeared out of nowhere, instead of the minister who had supported him all the way to where he was now. This kind of so-called friend, who claims to be acting for the greater good at crucial moments but actually stabs you in the back.

Please keep your distance from these things. Don't even get close, and it's best to avoid eye contact altogether, as they may contaminate you.

Next, everyone chatted briefly about some other topics.

Ten minutes later, everyone said goodbye and the group video chat ended.

After getting off the exercise bike and resting for a while, Yuan Qianye went to the biceps trainer.

I just finished working out my lower body, now I'm making up for the missed upper body workout.

He adjusted the machine and was about to start when Kazusa walked in.

Seeing Chiyoko staring at her curiously, she felt a moment of timidity, but quickly regained her composure, put her hands on her hips, and asked seemingly impatiently, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing much, I just feel a bit excited."

Kazusa suddenly appeared in the gym, wearing a loose-fitting long-sleeved sports top with a high neckline for breathability.

The lower body is covered by nine-point milk-colored nude pants. As the name suggests, these pants are very elastic and quite form-fitting, which perfectly showcases the long and straight curves of He Sha's legs.

“My mom wanted to get me to exercise with her back then, so she bought me a few sets of sportswear… Did I look weird in them?” Kazusa’s voice softened. She always seemed to lose confidence when she was away from the familiar world of music.

Yuan Qianye quickly shook his head: "How could that be? It suits you perfectly."

He immediately realized that Kazusa was just as interested as he was and wanted to experience the dopamine release that comes with working out.

Having someone to exercise with, and a beautiful young woman at that, is both pleasing to the eye and relaxing – why not?

So, being a man, and having spent several days using the fitness equipment, he felt he had gained a basic understanding and took the initiative to recommend a few pieces of equipment to Kazusa that even beginners could quickly master.

It's not very elegant to bend over while riding a stationary bike.

The meaning of the yoga ball is unclear.

The seated shoulder press machine seems too difficult.

Kazusa ultimately chose a treadmill suitable for men, women, and children of all ages.

Under Yuan Qianye's guidance, he carefully held the handrails on both sides, waiting for the treadmill belt to slowly turn and for her to gradually walk on it and get used to it.

Yuan Qianye adjusted the gear slightly faster for her, and Kazusa went from walking slowly to walking fast.

"It's okay to keep adjusting it faster." After a while, Kazusa got used to it and realized it wasn't that big of a deal, and her confidence soared.

"You haven't warmed up at all. You'd better keep walking like this for a while longer before we talk."

Yuan Qianye's persuasion had some effect, but not much.

Kazusa nodded, and after only a dozen seconds, she pressed the acceleration button herself.

The feedback from the accelerated ascent was not obvious, so she simply pressed the button seven or eight more times in a row.

Just as Yuan Qianye was about to speak up to warn him, the unexpected happened.

With Kazusa's reckless actions, the treadmill suddenly generated an acceleration force that she could not adapt to.

She became flustered in an instant, and the next moment, her slow reaction caused her to step into the air.

Fortunately, Yuan Qianye had been by her side the whole time. He reached out with one arm to catch her and immediately put his other hand in to hold her firmly in his arms.

"Buzz—" The treadmill's automatic protection function could not sense the weight of the human body and slowly stopped operating.

Kazusa's head was a little dazed. She could feel Minamoto Chiyo's large hands, one supporting her lower back and the other pressing heavily on half of her bottom.

She was held tightly in his arms, their bodies pressed together, his face pressed against her sensitive area just below her chest.

Fortunately, this shameful situation did not last long.

Yuan Qianye quickly put her down: "This is the price of not listening to advice. It was just a lucky day that I caught you, otherwise your butt would have been split in two."

Kazusa wanted to argue that her buttocks were naturally two separate buttocks, but the warmth from his tight embrace still lingered, surging through her body in waves.

Her thoughts were racing and churning. When she looked up, she found that he wasn't angry at all; he was just smiling at her.

After a very brief exchange of glances, she hastily gave in.

"I understand... Thank you just now."

"You're welcome. Just be careful from now on, and take your time..."

People can't teach others, but things can be taught by others.

This time, Kazusa behaved herself and stopped being willful.

She should proceed step by step, just as Gen Chiya had instructed her.

Seeing that she could play by herself, Yuan Qianye felt relieved and went to the side to work on her upper body muscles.

Kazusa was wearing a sports bra underneath, which covered the giant slime quite tightly, but it still couldn't completely change the effects of gravity, so there was still some shaking.

Is he spying on me?

Once such a thought arises, it can never be eliminated.

After much hesitation, she finally decided to steal a glance at Yuan Qianye.

Well, he wasn't even looking at himself; he was breathing heavily, sweat beading on his forehead, completely focused on building muscle.

Amidst the relief... there seemed to be more disappointment and embarrassment.

So after staring at him a few more times, the situation changed without him even realizing it.

Watching the powerful physique displayed by Minamoto Chiya's continuous contractions, Kazusa gradually felt her mouth go dry and her heart burning as if it were on fire.

Some people couldn't help but glance at things hastily and occasionally.

If she keeps running, she can actually run for a while longer; Kazusa's stamina isn't bad.

But she still chose to stop the treadmill and pretend to be out of breath, supporting her back to rest.

Incidentally... it was quite natural for him to turn his gaze to Yuan Qianye.

The statement that moderate exercise attracts the opposite sex is true. Physical beauty is not just a privilege for women to attract men, and vice versa.

Men with defined abs and strong, well-proportioned thighs and arms are naturally more attractive to women than their overweight or underweight counterparts.

Not to mention, Kazusa is a sucker for good looks.

Besides her good looks, her beautiful figure also easily hits her sweet spot.

Although she herself was unaware of it.

The two chatted casually for another forty minutes.

Before dinner, the two went to take separate showers.

For dinner, we had sukiyaki, and the beef slices had a texture like snowflakes and frost, clearly a high-quality dish.

The vegetables were also very fresh, all with pesticide-free safety labels, and ice packs were included to keep them fresh when they were delivered.

The food delivered by the neighborhood community was certainly not this luxurious; this was all thanks to Touma Yoko after she returned to Japan.

She learned over the phone that her daughter was quite dissatisfied with the food during quarantine, so she used her financial resources to have the community staff upgrade the variety and quality of the meat and vegetables they received daily to the highest standard.

Yuan Qianye also benefited from this, thinking that the days ahead would continue to be just as good as they were now, with good living conditions, good food, and good learning opportunities.

Thinking about it, I feel quite reluctant to part with it.

That evening, the two of them did what they always did: head straight to the piano room.

After a week, the initial awkwardness has mostly disappeared.

If we're talking about the catalyst, it was probably on the fourth night when Kazusa took the initiative to suggest a new four-handed piano lesson.

Ms. Kazusa said that playing four-hand piano can cultivate arm coordination and accuracy of touch, as well as adaptability and coordination.

She went on and on about all the benefits, using a lot of technical jargon and listing world-famous pianists, as well as her own experience of practicing piano with her mother when she was a child. She seemed very professional and authoritative, and her words were incredibly persuasive.

Yuan Qianye didn't understand either. Although his piano playing skills had improved significantly over the past week, his understanding of deeper learning techniques and practical theories of the piano was still at a superficial level, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he was a primary school student.

In the end, he readily agreed.

Since it's good for my studies, I'll play it.

He also had to thank Kazusa for going to such lengths to think of him.

It was only after playing together with Kazusa that Minamoto Chiya gained a clearer understanding of her extraordinary skill in the piano; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to describe her as terrifyingly talented.

At this stage, Yuan Qianye's piano skills are completely inferior to hers. Sometimes, due to a lack of tacit understanding and coordination, various problems always arise in ensemble performances.

But whenever this happens, Kazusa is always able to quickly adjust her rhythm by relying on her professional skills, and quickly pull the off-track rhythm back on track.

With her help and guidance, he was able to experience the charm of those amazing masterpieces in advance, even though some extremely difficult piano pieces that Yuan Qianye could absolutely not play at this stage were impossible for him to play at the moment!

Kazusa is a wonderful teacher in every sense of the word.

The two practiced together until after 1 a.m. today.

It was Minamoto Chiya who noticed Kazusa yawning and suggested that they get some rest.

He guessed that the daytime exercise had indeed taken a toll on her physical strength.