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

The conversation just now, which seemed to be about the rest arrangements for the evening, was actually a deeper discussion between the two of them about the specific arrangements for tonight.

We're all girls, and we're all a bit shy, so there are some things we just can't say too directly or bluntly.

At least for now, using this subtle approach allows one to retain some dignity and face while also considering the other party's feelings and avoiding embarrassment.

It's good that a consensus was reached so smoothly.

Saeko had thought that Shiyu might need to make some excuses or be reserved, and she had even prepared other reasons to persuade her, but she didn't expect Shiyu to agree so readily.

So it seems... she's probably in the same boat as me, having not been intimate with Chiya for a while... so she's probably also experiencing an uncontrollable longing for him...

However, these are all insignificant details. Reaching a consensus is what matters.

Now, all we have to do is wait for tonight's male lead!

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

It was a little after 10:40 PM.

Chiya Minamoto arrived at Saeko's house.

After his rendezvous with the maid, he went home to pack his clothes before taking a taxi here, which is why he arrived a little late.

When he arrived, Saeko and Utaha had already taken a shower and were snuggling together on the sofa in the living room watching TV. They were already laughing hysterically at the funny late-night variety show, and their mood improved even more when he arrived.

"You're back." Saeko was the first to stand up and greet him, naturally taking the bag from his hand, and asked gently, "Should I run you a bath first? Or would you like some midnight snacks?"

This kind of service, like that of an old married couple, is truly...

People can't resist it.

But... eating again?

Including the time I spent at the restaurant with Kazusa and strolling through the food street with Ai-chan, this is my third meal tonight.

Chiya tried to politely decline: "Thank you, but Saeko, I'm not very hungry..."

Upon hearing this, Shiyu cast a lazy, mischievous glance at her: "Saeko specially prepared a delicious sandwich for you, and even added smoked ham according to your taste. Is someone really that insensitive?"

Saeko was very understanding: "There's no need to force yourself. You can have it for breakfast tomorrow morning if you don't eat it now."

However, listening to Shiho's words and seeing Saeko like this, Minamoto Chiya felt a sense of guilt for letting her down.

It's just a late-night snack. I'm not that hungry, but I can eat it if I want to.

"I thought about it and decided to give it to me. I always sleep late, and I might get hungry in the middle of the night. It's better to have something to eat now than to go through the trouble later."

Saeko smiled and took out a sandwich for him, telling him not to force himself, and then took his luggage back to the house.

She wanted to put all three people's clothes into one suitcase so that it would be more convenient to go out tomorrow.

Yuan Qianye, carrying a tray, plopped down on the sofa and sighed with exaggerated exhaustion, "I'm so tired, Shiyu, can you give me a shoulder massage?"

"Tired?" Shi Yu raised an eyebrow, but didn't move immediately. She just symbolically clenched her little fist and lightly punched his back twice. It was more like playing than a massage: "What did you do tonight to get this tired?"

"What else can I do..." Yuan Qianye picked up a sandwich, took a bite, and mumbled, "...some troublesome things that I can't get rid of."

Shi Yu pursed her lips and didn't ask any further questions.

Although she had been harboring resentment for some time, she was in a pretty good mood tonight.

So she actually knelt down beside him and obediently massaged him for five minutes.

After that, feeling her palms starting to ache, she stretched and ended the service.

"Alright, that's enough for now. Go take a shower and get some rest. I'm tired from waiting for you all this time... I'll go back to my room to rest now."

After saying that, she walked lazily toward the bedroom.

Yuan Qianye watched her graceful figure sway as she left.

The pant legs of her loungewear swayed gently with her steps, and at her ankles, a subtle, shimmering texture, unlike that of cotton pajamas, flashed by.

Have you gone back to your room to rest?

If you really want to rest properly... why would you need to wear stockings on top of your pajamas after taking a shower and changing into your loungewear so late at night?

Goodnight, Shiyu~

"I'm not saying goodnight to you."

Shi Yu disappeared around the corner of the corridor without looking back.

Gen Chiya slowly chewed his sandwich and chuckled.

He was certain that he had received a hint.

Tonight looks promising.

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Volume 2: Chapter 213: A Hair's Blonde Hair Sparks a Battlefield (6k)

In the bedroom, under the soft light, Saeko gracefully knelt on the tatami mat, carefully folding the three people's clothes and neatly placing them into a large suitcase.

Kasumigaoka Utaha stretched and walked in. She wanted to lie down on the soft bed, but seeing Saeko busy at work, she hesitated for a moment, then walked over to Saeko and squatted down like her.

"Is there anything I can do to help?"

"Is that why you came back to your room?" Saeko looked up and smiled gently at her, but didn't stop folding clothes. "No need, it's nothing, I can do it myself. Why don't you go back to the living room and keep Chiya company? It's a rare opportunity to be alone together, isn't it?"

"Tch..." Shi Yu curled her lips, turned her face slightly to the side, and said in a tone that she herself did not realize was a bit too far away: "Who wants to associate with him? He has the ability to never come looking for us for the rest of his life."

Saeko couldn't help but chuckle softly.

Although Shiyu always presents herself as a cool and elegant woman, in some ways, her inner personality is not fundamentally different from Eriri's; both of them have a touch of insincerity and a cute, slightly arrogant side.

Of course, Saeko finds this quite adorable, and she won't point it out. It's quite interesting to let Utaha continue like this.

"So you're going to rest now?" Saeko asked casually as she put a folded shirt into her suitcase.

"Hmm... It's always easiest when you first start writing a novel, when inspiration flows out like a fountain. But in the later stages, especially when you're thinking about how to end it, it's pure torture. I've been thinking about it all day, and my head is spinning."

"Today is a good day; we can ask Qianye for his experience."

"We'll see."

As Shi Yu spoke, she pounced onto the soft bed and let out a satisfied sigh.

Saeko didn't put out bedding for her on the tatami mat; instead, there were two pillows placed side by side on the bed, so that seemed to be the arrangement for tonight.

"I'm almost all packed." Saeko closed her suitcase and zipped it up. "We can leave first thing tomorrow morning."

"Mmm..." Shi Yu snuggled against the soft pillow and mumbled a response.

But... we can leave early in the morning...

I don't think so...

Shi Yu turned over, and thinking about what might happen tonight, she was no longer sleepy at all.

She felt that her feet were not as cold as they usually were before going to sleep in winter. Instead, a warm sensation rose quietly from her lower abdomen and quickly spread throughout her body, making her feel a little hot.

"You should rest first. I'll go check on Qianye's situation."

"Good~"

Shi Yu didn't get up, but lazily raised her hand and waved at her as a response.

Saeko turned off the main light in the room, leaving only the small orange nightlight by the bedside, and finally asked meaningfully, "Are you really not coming with me?"

"No need, I already said I'm going to sleep." Shi Yu seemed not to understand her words and had already covered herself with the blankets.

"Okay, I'll be gentler when I get back. Goodnight."

"install."

Saeko tiptoed out of the room and closed the door behind her.

After she left, Shiyu leaned against the headboard, her mind wandering over Saeko's seemingly unnecessary question.

Are you really not coming...?

So, she was thinking of taking action before going to sleep?

It couldn't have been in the living room. After all, they had only just reached a tacit understanding and it hadn't become a habit yet, so it wouldn't have been so... wild from the start.

So... he's most likely in the bathroom?

Hmm... the feeling in the bathroom is really quite nice. Enveloped in warm water, my body feels hot and light, and then he gently holds me in his arms... and I don't have to worry about water stains getting on the tatami or bedding. I don't have to suppress or control my feelings too much. If the feeling comes, I can just...

No no no!

Shiyu shook her head vigorously and gently patted her cheeks, which had become increasingly flushed as her imagination began to wander.

It's fine if it's just her and Chiya, but if Saeko is included... I really can't accept it.

After all, you can't shower with the lights off and your vision completely unobstructed; it's quite a challenge to your sense of shame, so I'll pass...

Furthermore, it would be beneficial for me to voluntarily step aside and let Saeko go find Chiya first.

Even if she were to accept his affection, it would also allow her to first exhaust Qianye's excessive stamina, so that he could then have a better and more enjoyable experience of tenderness.

So the most important thing to do right now is to get some sleep and conserve your energy.

The best-case scenario is that when I open my eyes again, it's already late at night... and things are still in progress... so I don't have to worry about it so much...

However, even so...

Shiyu rolled over in the soft blankets, her large, watery eyes gazing at the dim light and shadows on the ceiling—

In this situation, I simply can't sleep at all!

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Meanwhile, Yuan Qianye had already finished the late-night snack and was washing the used dishes at the kitchen sink.

Saeko couldn't find him in the living room, so she rushed to the kitchen to take over: "Chiya, you've been busy all day. Just leave the food there and let me do it."

Although Saeko's mother passed away from illness at a young age, she was raised by her father, Daitaka Busujima, alone.

But over the years, he has never forgotten his late wife's last wish and has paid great attention to the traditional education of his daughter in terms of moral character and conduct, and has been committed to cultivating her into a noble woman who conforms to traditional ideals and possesses the virtues of a "Yamato Nadeshiko".

Therefore, cooking, sewing, tidying and other household skills are essential and proficient skills for Saeko, which goes without saying.

In addition—for example, one should not be lazy, but should get up early every day to prepare grooming supplies for one's husband, should always maintain a clean and presentable appearance to maintain one's husband's image, should prepare appropriate clothing for one's husband according to the season to prevent him from getting sick because of one's own, should not delay one's husband's public or private affairs because of one's own minor emotions, and should manage household affairs in an orderly manner...

Such ideas have long been deeply ingrained in her thoughts and behavior patterns.