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

"Hello." She simply nodded at Kaguya in a flat tone, offering a dry greeting.

Seemingly apologetic for her earlier rudeness, she hesitated for a moment before handing over the Pocky stick.

Kaguya waved her hand and said quickly, "Thank you, but I'm on a diet and can't eat such sweet things."

Kazusa didn't mind and simply withdrew her hand, while Chiyo naturally pulled out one and put it in her mouth.

Kaguya noticed his little gesture, said nothing more, simply arranged to "see you in the afternoon" and left first.

Kazusa looked away, gazing at Chiya Minamoto, silently biting her Pocky stick without saying a word.

"Don't look at me like that. We already had an organized activity this afternoon to visit the Olympic venues. The student union has a responsibility to organize students to maintain order."

"Oh."

Although she didn't know why she was happy, Kazusa was indeed quite pleased with Minamoto Chiya's explanation.

It somewhat made up for the resentment of being neglected during this period, but only somewhat, not all of it.

"But what about you?" He didn't say it directly because Kaguya was there, but Kazusa was indeed carrying a bag.

“It’s so noisy in the room,” Kazusa explained simply.

"So you're planning to run away from home?"

Kazusa realized it was a joke, but she didn't find it funny at all. She pulled her hand away from him, preventing him from taking her Pocky stick: "I'm going to book a room by myself. I'll have a nervous breakdown if I stay with such noisy guys."

Did you inform the teacher?

"No, you go and tell them for me."

"I really can't do anything with you." Yuan Qianye seemed to have expected this and took out a room key.

Kazusa was initially puzzled, but then, seeing his matter-of-fact expression and his urging her to take it again, Kazusa imagined something and awkwardly took a half-step back.

She asked back, sounding both shy and annoyed, "What are you doing?"

"What else can we do? You complained that there were too many people and it was too noisy in the room, so I've already booked an extra room. You don't need to book one separately."

"You...you...you!"

This is the hotel lobby's public space! And Mr. Hiratsuka is watching this place closely not far away! Do you really think it's okay to say something like that!?

"Kazusa, why are you suddenly stuttering?"

"I don't!"

"Oh, it's back to normal."

"What are you thinking?!"

"What are you thinking?"

Kazusa suddenly turned her head and walked straight to the front desk: "...I don't need your room key. I have my own money and I can book it myself."

Yuan Qianye suddenly smiled mischievously, ending the joke that could cause misunderstandings, and grabbed her arm: "Alright, Kazusa, I will sleep in a dormitory with my classmates. This room was never reserved for me in the first place."

Kazusa stopped and turned to look at him, waiting for his further explanation.

"Although it's a training camp, I haven't been able to stop working lately. Miyoko-nee will be coming here a little later, so this room is prepared for her."

As she spoke, Yuan Qianye slapped the room key into Kazusa's palm.

“I worry about you traveling alone, but you’ll be fine with Miyoko. You know her well, so you won’t mind her anymore.”

"..."

Kazusa looked at the room key in her hand.

I'm worried...

The resentment had lessened considerably, almost completely dissipated.

"You said you still have work to do, are you planning to take care of it tonight?"

"Yes, I'll go see Miyoko-nee after the daytime activities these days. Don't worry, it's not a noisy job. I'll have remote meetings with my studio staff to hear their reports on the work. It won't be too noisy. I'll try to finish before 10 o'clock so as not to disturb your rest."

It's okay if I bother you...

Kazusa couldn't bring herself to say what she truly felt.

but……

He'll go to see Miyoko-nee, which means he'll come looking for me then...

"Thanks." Kazusa hid her excitement very well, and her thanks were delivered in a cool manner, showing no sign of it on the surface.

"Make sure your phone isn't on silent. I've told Miyoko to come over tonight and have her contact you directly."

"Oh."

Yuan Qianye tilted his head and looked at her with a playful smile: "It's not easy to come out and have fun, so it's okay to act even happier, right?"

Kazusa didn't reply, but she was actually very happy.

"Let's go upstairs together. Oh, by the way, your room is a luxury suite, it even has a jacuzzi..."

The two walked side by side toward the elevator.

A middle-aged, single, unclaimed female teacher at the hotel reception desk chewed gum with vacant eyes, letting out a soft sigh that was hard to decipher—a sigh that was neither a lament nor a lament—"How wonderful, youth..."

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.

Kaguya Shinomiya returned to her room.

This is a standard two-person room.

For the next few days, she stayed here with Fujiwara Chika, who was also in the student council.

Luggage was placed near the inner side of the bed, which meant that the remaining bed by the window was reserved for her.

Kaguya drew back the curtains.

Large floor-to-ceiling windows reflect the snow-capped mountains in the distance and the pine forest nearby, while white steam can be seen rising from several hot spring resorts in the distance.

The scenery is truly amazing.

She stretched by the window, and just then the half-closed door was pushed open.

Hayasaka Ai walked in.

The glamorous girl's mask naturally disappeared when she came to Kaguya's side.

She bowed slightly: "You've worked so hard today, Miss."

"Well, it's alright. The bus ride is a bit rough on the butt, but it's not too long and I can bear it."

Would you like me to book a relaxing massage for you at this hotel?

"Let's talk about it later. But is it alright for you to come here directly like this? Chika might be back anytime soon."

"She won't be back for a while; she's currently drawing poop on the snow in the hotel garden with her friends and taking pictures."

"That free-spirited personality is definitely her style."

"We've had a long journey, so let's call the hotel staff for lunch first. We can rest for a while afterward. The group activities this afternoon start at 2 p.m.

"Okay, I understand. Hayasaka, you don't need to worry about me too much. Take this opportunity to relax."

"Yes."

Hayasaka Ai agreed, told him to contact her anytime if anything happened, and then left the room without saying anything more.

She would relax without the young lady reminding her; she would do it anyway.

After all, we've been looking forward to this for so long...

After confirming that there was no one else in the corridor, Hayasaka did not return to his room, but instead walked quickly toward the upper floors of the hotel with some anticipation.

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226: Holy crap! Godfather above! (5k)

In fact, Yuan Qianye had booked more than one room in private.

In addition to the room reserved for his secretary who might need to handle official business at any time, he also booked an extra suite that was more elegantly decorated and more upscale.

The purpose... is naturally for privacy and convenience at certain special times.

Hayasaka, who had just said goodbye to Kaguya, was having a secret rendezvous with him in this suite.

Yuan Qianye sat comfortably on a single sofa in front of the spacious floor-to-ceiling window. Outside the huge glass window, there was the outline of the snow-capped mountains and the quiet, falling snow.

Hayasaka, on the other hand, knelt on the carpet in front of him, serving her lover in a different way.

Neither of them spoke.

Hayasaka was unable to speak, while Minamoto Chiya only wanted to admire the magnificent snowscape in the distance and the beautiful scene of obedience displayed by the maid.

The lunch break wasn't very long, and besides, they had just arrived at the hotel and their luggage wasn't unpacked yet. Neither of them had eaten lunch, so they could only have a light meal like this.

Yuan Qianye didn't really want to do this, but the maid insisted on helping him out after discovering his condition.

He also wanted to serve the maid, but perhaps due to her professional habits, she preferred to be the one doing the serving rather than the one being served.

This almost instinctive tendency is similar to her current habit of "betraying" her own young mistress and instead calling this man "master" repeatedly.

It seems that they all became more and more solid in this secret relationship.

For her, the best reward was simply to see Qianye's relaxed, joyful, and self-assured expression because of her.

"Gurgle...gurgle—"

Before long, a flock of pigeons flapped their wings and flew past the window.

In the cold winter, it is difficult to find food in the wild. These pigeons have bright plumage and well-proportioned bodies, which means they are obviously carefully raised by people in the neighborhood.

The maid, her cheeks flushed, opened her mouth to Yuan Qianye, showing him her healthy oral environment and her neatly arranged, beautifully distributed teeth.

Only when Yuan Qianye's eyes revealed a mixture of satisfaction, enthusiasm, and approval, and he reached out to gently ruffle her blonde hair with a gesture of praise, did the maid finally feel content and, with slightly unsteady steps, hurriedly run into the suite's bathroom.

She never felt any dislike for him; on the contrary, because he had done similar things to her, she believed he felt the same way about her.

However, he treats his own things differently.

We'll be hugging and talking afterwards, so it's necessary to brush our teeth and rinse our mouths to make sure we're clean.

When the maid returned, Yuan Qianye had already opened his arms, and she took the opportunity to snuggle into his embrace, nestled close to him.