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

This incident immediately filled him with terror.

This is the real reason why he retreated back into the cabin and refused to go up to the deck no matter what was said.

However, this behavior seems to have been misunderstood by the second young lady, whose heart is clearly not pure.

Another point is that Chiya also needs to find a quiet environment to calm down and silently think about the interaction between Saeko and Eriri last night.

This whole thing was incredibly messed up, completely unexpected.

Everything was normal at first. Shiyu would secretly come to see him late at night, and things progressed gradually and harmoniously afterward.

Well, overall, apart from Shiyu's somewhat over-the-top behavior, which really made Yuan Qianye both amused and annoyed, and he secretly planned to teach her a lesson later, and he did just that, everything was very harmonious.

Yuan Qianye's original plan was to take into account that since everyone was in the same suite, the soundproofing was ultimately limited, and they couldn't make too much noise to disturb others. They wanted to stop after a short while so that Shiyu, who was obviously a little tired, could get some rest.

But the problem arises after that—

The hotel's traditional tatami rooms did not have trash cans placed next to the beds.

He can't just throw away things he's used up without a care, because that would be unhygienic, and it would be even more embarrassing if someone else saw them the next day.

So, as usual, he first sealed it properly, intending to soothe Shiyu, who was leaning languidly against him, into a deep sleep before getting up to go to the bathroom to deal with it thoroughly.

But who would have thought that Saeko would exert her strength at this moment? She had quietly gotten up at some point, her movements as light as a cat in the dark, and she reached out her hand without any fear of being noticed.

What followed was that Saeko, with her usual gentle voice, now had an unusual guiding quality as she spoke softly. Eriri then joined in, even more shyly, and was guided by Saeko to open the door to a new world.

Yuan Qianye's extraordinary hearing seemed to become a kind of "torture" at this moment, as he could clearly detect the subtle sounds between the two girls next door.

The scene, the atmosphere, the sounds... No matter how rational and composed Yuan Qianye was, he simply couldn't withstand this level of attack from both inside and outside!

Is there any essential difference between this and a group of four who break down spatial barriers in the strict sense?

And so, Yuan Qianye's already shaky rationality snapped completely with a "snap".

Then, after what seemed like the umpteenth time it ended, he finally reactivated his brain and began to think.

That's why Shiyu was absent from the entire day. She said she was catching up on sleep, but in reality, she was so weak that she couldn't leave the bed at all.

Last night, after he carried her back, Shi Yu's dying consciousness made her glare at him fiercely.

Eh...

Chiya has reflected on his own problems, but he still feels that he may bear the majority of the responsibility. But aren't Saeko and Eriri also at fault?

If the two of them hadn't secretly gotten together and done something so arousing and suggestive, how could he have been so easily ignited and transformed into a tireless monster of desire?

Yukino looked at Minamoto Chiya beside her, who showed no intention of leaving and seemed to be lost in some kind of brief contemplation, and gently exhaled, as if she had made up her mind.

This can't go on. If this ambiguous and blurred-line state continues, it's not good for anyone.

Especially for her own increasingly restless heart.

"Qianye."

Gen Chiya snapped out of his reverie about last night and looked at her with a puzzled expression.

Yukino met his gaze and said earnestly,

“We really need to have a serious talk about what’s going on between us.”

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Volume 2: Chapter 147: We plan to actively try to conceive after graduation (5k)

"So you've finally given up and decided to confess your feelings to me?"

"..."

Yukino frowned slightly. She was annoyed by her childhood friend's unreliable behavior, but there was nothing she could do about it.

It's really strange. He's someone who always acts so well and serious in public, but he acts so childish in front of me.

He deliberately provoked me on the beach, and now, even though I'm putting on a serious expression to show the seriousness of our conversation, he's still pretending to be oblivious and making such flippant remarks. It's really strange.

"Qianye, I think we're not children anymore."

It's hard to tell whether you're a child or not at this stage.

Minamoto Chiyo silently complained in her heart, but nodded noncommittally, which was considered as acknowledging Yukino's words.

However, his gaze then subtly swept downwards, passing over Yukino's collarbone, which was particularly defined by her summer dress, and the curves of her body further down, covered by the thin fabric.

The gaze lingered for an extremely short time, but for Yukino, whose senses were sharp and who was particularly attentive at that moment, it was an obvious offense.

She leaned forward slightly involuntarily, her hands, which had been elegantly folded on her thighs, quickly rose and crossed in front of her chest. At the same time, her brows furrowed even more, and her eyes showed obvious displeasure: "So, you... are you even listening to me?"

Yuan Qianye suppressed a laugh and looked straight ahead: "Alright, alright, it's because you looked so serious that I instinctively wanted to tease you. Now your expression is much more lively. Just now we seemed like strangers."

"Who do you think I'm acting this way because of?" Yukino retorted irritably.

Yuan Qianye's joking expression faded: "I can probably guess what you want to say to me, um... probably."

As Chiyo's demeanor returned to normal and became more serious, Yukino sighed, a sigh that was hard to tell whether it was a sigh of helplessness or relief.

"Is that so?" She lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes casting small shadows under her eyelids. "Then tell me."

"I guess it's because I have a girlfriend now, and I'm not alone like before. So we have to be a little more careful about the distance between us, and we can't be as carefree as before... Well, that should be it."

"It's good that you know. This isn't a discussion, it's a notification. It also concerns my relationship with Saeko-senpai. If you don't want your interpersonal relationships to become a mess, please take good care of them. If you wait until the day they collapse, it will be too late."

Yukino spoke softly, her face calm as she looked out at the sea, as if these words had been in her heart for a long time and she was simply expressing them now.

Gen Chiya remained silent, gazing quietly at Yukino's serene profile, his deep gaze unfathomable.

A moment later, he stood up without warning.

Yukino thought he had taken her words to heart, so she chose to leave to create distance and give each other some space to cool off.

But Chiyo only walked to the other side of the cabin, bought two cups of cold coffee from the vending machine, and then returned to sit down next to Yukino.

And it wasn't just her imagination; Yukino could clearly sense that he was sitting closer to her now.

The benches on the sightseeing boat were mostly empty, but he just happened to be sitting so close to me.

She was so close that she could clearly smell the faint scent of mint on him, mixed with the pleasant aroma of sunshine and sea breeze.

He skillfully pulled the tab on one of the coffee cans and handed it to her.

Yukino didn't answer immediately, until Minamoto Chiyo gestured slightly again, and after a two-second stalemate, she was forced to accept it.

"You mean, we need to keep a certain distance from each other in the future?" Yuan Qianye also opened his can and took a sip.

Yukino held the coffee in both hands, feeling a refreshing coolness in her palms: "This is the best solution for all of us under the current circumstances."

"There is no optimal solution. If we do that, some people will still be sad."

"Who?" Yukino asked instinctively, her heart skipping a beat for no apparent reason.

“Myself,” he said softly.

"..."

Yukino paused for a moment, then turned her head away.

Their eyes met at very close range.

For some reason, Chiyo's presence at this moment evoked a sense of sadness and heaviness in Yukino.

She felt she hadn't done anything wrong, and that this topic should be brought up eventually so that the two of them could talk it out face-to-face.

But when the moment actually arrived, she felt inexplicably flustered and heartbroken, and also felt somewhat sad and heavy-hearted.

It was as if something very important had gradually drifted away from us, unseen and unseen.

Chiya withdrew her gaze and looked into the distance, just as she had done before: "But if this is what you, Yukino, wish for, I will try my best to do it."

He was unusually well-behaved at this moment, no longer making those roguish jokes that made people think too much, nor trying to steer the conversation away with some lighthearted banter.

Yukino's hands unconsciously clenched tightly: "If only it could be like that."

"Hmm." Yuan Qianye seemed pleased that they had reached an agreement, and raised his coffee cup, touching it to her in the air.

Yukino followed his lead and took a sip of coffee.

He still smiled handsomely, and it seemed that everything was the same as before.

"Then I will..."

"Eriri, I'm so sorry!"

Suddenly, Saeko's apology came from the deck of the ship.

Yuan Qianye paused for a moment, then turned and walked in that direction.

Yukino immediately stood up and followed closely behind him.

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Let's rewind five minutes.

On the deck, Liuhua seemed to be particularly favored by the seagulls. Not only did a whole row of them land on the railing in front of them, but one also landed on their head and another on their shoulder.

She kept handing out the bread to feed the children, and kept taking selfies with her phone, her smile never stopping, looking incredibly happy.

A few steps away on the other side, Saeko and Eriri watched this scene with smiles, enjoying the sea breeze and talking softly.

Eriri remarked, "Rikka seems to have always been like this, with an ability to be friendly to small animals. Even when we went to the cat cafe before, the cats that didn't want to be petted by Yukino and me would obediently let us hold them in our arms."

"Everyone has their own unique charm."

"Yes, that's enviable."

"Does Eriri have any plans for her future?" Saeko suddenly switched to a more serious topic.

Eriri was a little surprised, but this was much easier than the conversation last night. After thinking for a moment, she replied, "There's nothing special planned... I'll probably continue to focus on painting, just like now. When I get to university, I'll choose my major based on it, and when I start working after graduation, it will most likely be my first priority."

After saying that, she scratched her head sheepishly: "After all, I don't really have any other talents. What about you, Saeko-nee? You're definitely going to inherit the family dojo and become an excellent successor of kendo culture like Uncle, right?"

Saeko gave Eriri an unexpected answer, shaking her head: "No, I have no such plans."

"Huh? But Saeko-nee, haven't you always been dedicated to kendo?"

“I love kendo and I will continue to do so in the future, but I have never thought of following in my father’s footsteps. I may inherit the family dojo, but although I can do things in public, it’s not something I really like to do. My ideal future life is like my mother’s.”

Saeko's mother passed away a long time ago, didn't she?

Eriri listened silently without interrupting.