They all have hidden attributes!

Shiraishi Junka has always been exceptionally proactive, but she's been behaving herself for the past few days, and Takahashi Makoto almost forgot how clingy she is.

The black dress accentuated her sexy curves, and her overly full breasts pressed against her arms. Takahashi Makoto pulled his hand away, a resolute glint in his eyes.

“How about we go check out the horticulture department?” he suggested.

“Okay.” Shiraishi Junko nodded gently, her clear, wine-red eyes shimmering with a soft, broken light, reminiscent of the red leaves falling from a lacquer tree.

Makoto Takahashi hardened his heart and led her out of the gymnasium, stepping on the fallen yellow leaves on the cement road, towards the horticulture department.

It was a small greenhouse, with a few pigeons resting nearby. The autumn sunlight gave the interior a somber hue, and various potted plants were displayed along the wooden shelves.

Stepping into the greenhouse, you can clearly feel the temperature rise, creating a stuffy feeling that makes you feel like you're about to sweat.

Shiraishi Junka stopped in her tracks, her gaze fixed on the branches of the bonsai pine tree, and murmured softly, "Isn't that enough?"

Looking at her long, black hair, Makoto Takahashi took a deep breath and asked hesitantly, "Is this really okay?"

"......What?"

"Chunke, isn't that a bit too self-centered?"

"..." Shiraishi Junko stared at the bonsai without speaking, the small pine tree stretching out its branches like outstretched arms.

Although Makoto Takahashi had a feeling of "premonition of love" for her, he immediately realized Shiraishi Junka's shortcomings after he truly fell in love with Tachimi Yuki.

Impulsive behavior, self-isolation, weak self-control, egocentrism.

That's why she breaks rules and constraints, pursuing her immediate feelings at all costs.

The sweltering air permeated the atmosphere.

"Hmm... a little."

Shiraishi Junko raised her face and looked at him with infatuated eyes: "Makoto, just control me, and I will obey."

Although it sounded like a good idea, Makoto Takahashi resolutely rejected it.

"Chunke, the bands you're in now can meet your needs. With Maya and Lengzi around, you won't lack room to survive."

He was determined to end it, his tone more resolute than in any conversation they had ever had since they met.

Sensing Takahashi Makoto's determination, Shiraishi Junko bit her pink lips hard as if in pain, unsure how to change his mind.

"I don't like this."

She was not good with words, so she took two steps forward, grabbed Takahashi Makoto's right hand tightly with both hands, and her eyes gradually reddened.

Her wine-red eyes shimmered with a hazy, watery light, as fragile as glass.

Makoto Takahashi realized that he might have hurt her, but at this point, he could only adopt a tough stance.

"Chunke, I'm dating Sachi."

"unimportant."

"This is important to you and to me."

"I do not care."

Shiraishi Junko adopted an attitude of not accepting criticism, staring at him with humble eyes: "Don't you want me? I'll be your lover."

"Wait, Chun Ke—"

Makoto Takahashi watched as tears streamed down her alluring face, the glistening teardrops adding a touch of vulnerability to her stunning beauty, making him want to protect her. So he swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

"The Li Jian family won't care about you, as long as you don't leave the child behind."

Shiraishi Junka seemed to be very familiar with the rules of high society, her voice weak and soft: "My grandfather and father are like this, it's definitely okay, I'll be obedient and won't make her angry..."

Makoto Takahashi suddenly felt a strong urge to hug her soft body, but he didn't.

He wondered if he should apologize to Shiraishi Junka now, or kiss her, since Tachimi Yuki allowed him to have affairs, and Takahashi Makoto rejected her partly because he didn't want to put too much pressure on himself.

Compared to him, Shiraishi Junka had long been prepared.

She was an artistic genius and the eldest daughter of the Shiraishi family. Even if it wasn't a prominent family, she shouldn't have fallen to such a state.

Junko Shiraishi had no reason to back down to this extent, except for love.

Perhaps an apology isn't necessary, but this feeling must be responded to seriously, Makoto Takahashi thought to himself.

Even so, it must be difficult.

He slowed his speech and said in as gentle a tone as possible, "The Shiraishi family will put a lot of pressure on you. Fortunately, I can think of a way, but are you really sure?"

“I’ll go find her,” Shiraishi Junko replied immediately.

She never considered declaring war against her own power; she could only plead for permission.

Makoto Takahashi couldn't imagine how a girl could make such a request to another girl, but Junka Shiraishi's expression didn't seem to lie at all. Faced with her genuine tears, even the most cold-blooded person would soften.

Makoto Takahashi took a deep breath; the weight of this emotion made it hard for him to breathe.

It felt like suddenly falling into the sea, and the suffocating sensation of drowning made me dizzy.

"Junko, Shiraishi Kazuyuki, I'll handle it, until then..."

Before Makoto Takahashi could finish speaking, Junka Shiraishi's eyes lit up with a dazzling light.

She pounced on him without a word, her expression unreadable, only an alluring fragrance lingering around her.

At that moment, Makoto Takahashi saw two blurry figures walking over through the plastic sheeting of the greenhouse; they were probably members of the horticulture club returning.

"Stop crying," he said firmly.

Shiraishi Junka immediately stopped crying. The chatter outside the gardening club was getting closer. Takahashi Makoto gently patted her back and said hastily:

"Chunke, I don't want you to be under pressure. It's my responsibility. Until I figure out how to deal with the Shiraishi family and get their permission, we'll just be friends. Don't act on your own, understand?"

"Okay." Shiraishi Junko rubbed her head against his chest.

"Go back to Tokyo with Maya tomorrow. You are not allowed to leave the team without permission."

This is why Makoto Takahashi agreed to go to the cultural festival with her; if Junko Shiraishi were to secretly stay behind, things would get complicated. Reiko Kashima also considered this when she left.

Anyone who isn't blind can see Shiraishi Junka's wolfish ambitions.

"Cheng has been distancing himself from me lately."

Shiraishi Junka raised her face, tearfully complaining, "I don't like this, I like you."

Despite being a senior student with a charming appearance and a sexy figure, she is excessively timid.

Makoto Takahashi patted her head, thinking that this wasn't so bad. Shiraishi Junka had so many good qualities: beautiful, affectionate, clingy... and most importantly, loyal and obedient.

"It was my fault."

He helped Shiraishi Junko stand up straight with both hands and earnestly promised, "From today onwards, I will take responsibility for you, but you must also be obedient. If someone comes, don't embarrass yourself in front of outsiders."

"Ah."

Shiraishi Junka wiped away her tears, immediately adopting an icy, aloof expression, exuding a noble and elegant aura, appearing on the surface as a completely ascetic and mature woman.

Thinking about how she had been crying earlier, Makoto Takahashi suddenly felt a little like teasing her.

"Excuse me, sir."

The two girls in sailor uniforms, who were chatting, finally entered the greenhouse. Upon seeing the two, they paused for a few seconds before quickly introducing themselves: "Welcome to the Horticulture Department. Do you need any introductions?"

Shiraishi Junka tugged at Takahashi Makoto's sleeve, pointed to a potted plant not far away, and whispered, "That one."

Makoto Takahashi followed the direction of her finger and saw drooping branches covered with dense white flowers in the white porcelain basin beneath slender green leaves.

Shiraishi Jun is a bit socially awkward, so he had to negotiate with the two girls on her behalf.

"Could you tell me about that white flower? I'd like to buy it if you can."

Makoto Takahashi smiled. The two girls blinked blankly, looked at each other, and then realized what was happening.

"Ah, okay, that's weeping jasmine. We need to ask our instructor about selling it."

One girl quickly ran to find the instructor, while the other girl introduced the two of them.

Finally, Makoto Takahashi bought the potted plant and gave it to Junka Shiraishi. They left the gardening department together and walked back to the gymnasium along the same route they had come from.

“This is our child.” Shiraishi Junka hugged the potted plant and smiled happily.

"Buying and selling children is illegal."

"I will take good care of her, and her name will be Yui."

"Don't worry about what Xing thinks, I'll handle it."

Takahashi made a solemn vow, but Shiraishi Junka shook her head and said softly, "Don't make things difficult for yourself. Having you is enough for me."

Makoto Takahashi didn't think so. Since Shiraishi Junka had already made up her mind, he couldn't let her suffer any injustice, and that would be his way of responding to her feelings.

As long as it's strong enough that Li Jianxing has nothing to say.

Back at the gymnasium, after placing the potted plants in the van carrying musical instruments and equipment, Makoto Takahashi and Junka Shiraishi took another stroll around the teaching building.

She had no interest in the various shops at the cultural festival and left in a hurry.

Back at the gymnasium, they ran into the trio of Uesugi Maya, Kashima Reiko, and Hanakawa Kaori. The group decided to return to the hot spring inn and end their cultural festival trip.

Chapter 132 The Second Night in Izu

As night fell silently, the hot spring inn was illuminated by warm, bright lights. The autumn night breeze rushed in through the windows, and the fiery red leaves of the lacquer tree rustled under the moonlight.

After dinner concluded in a harmonious atmosphere, Makoto Takahashi returned to his room, sat on the tatami mat, and leisurely flipped through a light novel.

As light footsteps echoed down the corridor, the wooden sliding door opened from the outside. He looked up and saw Hanakawa Kaori walking into the room carrying a box of board games.

"Brother, we're having a pajama girls' party tonight."

She had just soaked in the hot spring, and the steam hadn't completely evaporated yet. Her fair, bare feet and slender, snow-white calves were still covered in water droplets as she stepped directly onto the tatami mats.

My gaze shifted upwards, and I noticed that her hair had been carefully dried with a hairdryer. Her long, black hair was fluffy and smooth, with a few strands of unruly purple highlights sticking up.

"Why are you opening it in my room?" Makoto Takahashi asked.

"This is my older sister's arrangement."

Hanakawa Kaori sat down opposite him, opened the box, took out the Monopoly map inside, and spread it out on the table.

Her pajamas were a simple purple two-piece set, with a bow design at the chest. When she leaned over to place the chess pieces, her straightforward yet innocent girlish style caught the eye.