They all have hidden attributes!

Uesugi Maya walked over, took the Monopoly banknote from Hanakawa Kaori, and slowly sat up straight next to Tachimi Yuki in a "V" shape: "I just won."

"Is that so, Makoto?" Tachimi Yuki tossed the dice, raising his eyes slightly to look over.

"We only chatted for a while, and I didn't listen to her bad advice."

Makoto Takahashi genuinely believes that only Maya Uesugi would sever ties because she finds interpersonal relationships troublesome, and he cannot condone such a thing.

"I see, it was a terrible idea."

Tachimi Yuki extended her slender, fair fingers and pinched the chess piece, while Uesugi Maya silently picked up the dice and gently tossed them away.

Monopoly is a slow-paced game that can kill a lot of time.

Makoto Takahashi walked around behind Maya Uesugi and sat between Yuki Tachimi and Reiko Kashima to watch them play games.

"Brother, don't you think black tea tastes awful?"

Hanakawa Kaori squeezed in, pouting unhappily, and said, "My tongue feels so dry. Will I like it after I start school next April?"

"No, black tea has always been hard to drink."

Maya Uesugi moved the chess pieces expressionlessly and said slowly, "If you want to cater to adult tastes, I can teach you how to make coffee. Makoto hated coffee at first, but now he can drink it."

Tachibana Yuki looked at Takahashi Makoto with the same eyes one would use to look at a criminal.

"The coffee was also terrible; it was bitter and astringent."

Hanakawa Kaori shook her head violently, recalling her experience of drinking bitter coffee in the light music club office: "I used to drink sports drinks all the time, they're very sweet."

“It’s both bitter and astringent,” Tachikami Yuki repeated meaningfully.

“Compared to black tea, coffee is more effective at stimulating the mind.” Uesugi Maya tilted her head and looked at her.

"Instead of drinking coffee to stay awake, why not just get some proper rest from the start?"

As if suddenly remembering something important, Tachibana Yuki exclaimed "Ah!" and turned to look at Takahashi Makoto with a reproachful gaze: "You can't talk back to your older sister tonight, otherwise I'll have to find a way to stay awake during the day."

The prop card in Uesugi Maya's hand bent and deformed.

Her expression was somewhat subtle, struck by the cruel reality.

"I remember Maya can't drink carbonated drinks, right?"

Makoto Takahashi covered Hanakawa Kaori's mouth before she could continue the conversation, and tapped her head with a chop with his other hand: "Don't force children to change their tastes, and drinking water is the healthiest thing to do."

"Ugh, uh—" Hanakawa Kaori made indistinct sounds, her bright, watery purple eyes filled with resentment.

“Drinking water is healthier,” Kashima Reiko nodded in agreement.

"Why doesn't Maya drink carbonated beverages?" Takahashi Makoto asked.

Uesugi Maya was surprised that he still remembered, even though he had only mentioned it once.

She looked up at Makoto Takahashi with a complicated expression, but didn't answer. Instead, she started counting the prop cards in her hand and the assets she had on the chessboard.

The game continued until late at night.

Shiraishi Junka was the first to be defeated. Following a signal from Tachimi Yuki, Kashima Reiko focused her attacks on Uesugi Maya. Even so, Hell Girl ultimately emerged victorious.

—Hanakawa Kaori is very lucky; she gets an excessive number of item cards.

After the pajama girls' meeting ended, even Hanakawa Kaori, who liked to stay up late, couldn't help but doze off. After everyone else went back to their rooms to rest, Takahashi Makoto and Tachimi Yuki finally had a chance to talk.

The overhead light went out, and the bright moonlight streamed through the window.

Makoto Takahashi held Yuki Tachimi's slender waist, closed his eyes, and lay in bed, the alluring fragrance of her hair filling his nostrils.

"Is there something on your mind that you can only talk to Xiaoye about?" Tachikami asked softly, her back to him, as if afraid of disturbing the quiet night sky.

There was no hint of complaint in her words; instead, there was some self-blame, as if she felt she was not a good enough girlfriend.

"I can't really talk to you about relationship troubles," Makoto Takahashi said with a light laugh.

He wasn't lying; all the changes in his interpersonal relationships began with his association with Tachimi Yuki.

"I see."

Yuki Tachibana sounded relieved and pressed, "What terrible idea did Saya give you? Would you mind telling me?"

"I'll break up with you and start dating her."

"And what was Chengjun's answer?"

"I'll agree to think about it for a bit."

Makoto Takahashi's tone was clearly joking. Yuki Tachibana turned to face him, hugged him tightly, and said earnestly:

"If there's anything I do wrong, you must tell me right away. You can't just keep it to yourself. Tell me directly how to do it right, okay?"

"I was just kidding."

"Yes, remember that."

"it is good."

Makoto Takahashi raised his hand to stroke her soft hair, then traced her graceful lines downwards:

"Maya is like a close friend to me. She has a reliable and trustworthy quality that makes people feel comfortable with her."

"It's a pity, Sayo is too obsessive," Tachimi Yuki said.

Everything will be alright.

"is it?"

"Good night."

I like you.

The sound gradually faded, eventually disappearing into the silence of the night.

The next morning, Tachibana Yuki was awakened by her biological clock and opened her eyes in Takahashi Makoto's arms, temporarily reluctant to get out of bed.

She stared blankly at Takahashi Makoto's face for a moment before reaching out her finger and poking his cheek, causing it to dent slightly.

There's never enough time; we always want to spend more time together.

Tachikawa touched his hair again, the feeling of her fingers was very comfortable. After a while, her gaze was drawn to his Adam's apple, and she lifted his messy hair and leaned closer.

He had to mark his territory to remind his “family” in the light music club what boundaries to keep.

A strange, itchy sensation came from his neck. Makoto Takahashi opened his eyes and saw his childish girlfriend forcefully leaving a kiss mark. He gently patted Yuki Tachibana's back twice.

Suddenly realizing how childish his behavior was, Tachibana Yuki blushed and said, "Greetings, Makoto."

"Good morning." Makoto Takahashi waited for her to lift her face, then lowered his head and gently kissed her pink lips.

After a brief moment of intimacy, Tachibana Yuki carefully lifted the covers, sat up, and said, "Remember to come over for dinner this weekend. Are you going to tell your mother yourself?"

“Okay.” Makoto Takahashi agreed without hesitation.

After talking with Uesugi Maya last night, he has made up his mind to uphold his justice, even if it means taking on all sorts of responsibilities, he must make everyone happy.

It started when I began to help Tachibana Yuki share the burden, giving her time to fall in love.

"Ryoko likes to slack off and she's quite cunning, so don't be careless," Tachikami Yuki warned wistfully before quietly leaving the room.

Makoto Takahashi closed his eyes and went back to sleep; he didn't wake up before the sun was fully up.

When I woke up again, the bright autumn sun shone through the quilt, and there was a sense of loneliness in the quiet Japanese-style room.

Makoto Takahashi sat up with a yawn, picked up his phone from beside his pillow, and started checking messages.

Nekoya Haruna wants to go out for barbecue on Saturday noon. Hanakawa Kaori sends a selfie to let everyone know she's safely back at the academy. Tachimi Yuki sends her today's schedule as usual. Shiraishi Junka places a weeping jasmine named "Yui" in the art club's small studio.

In addition to the Line message, there was also a text message from Maya Uesugi.

I've thought carefully about your ideas from last night, and I still find them utterly absurd and ridiculous. If you realize you're wrong, or if you're under too much pressure, I don't mind talking to you again.

Looking at these words, which were tough yet revealed tenderness, Makoto Takahashi smiled and felt incredibly relaxed, with a sudden urge to hug her tightly.

There are always people supporting me, whether they are right or wrong.

Just realizing this makes the intense feeling indescribable; there are no concrete words to express it.

He looked up at the window; the autumn sky was vast and deep, so blue it looked as if it had been sliced ​​open with a craft knife.

Chapter 133 The Third Night in Izu

The cleaver trimmed the withered parts of the lettuce, meat broth simmered in the stew pot on the stove, and the kitchen was filled with the aroma of food. Various soft sounds enveloped Kashima Reiko.

She was immersed in a calm mood, and prepared breakfast with concise and efficient movements.

Everyone has left.

Today is the day off for the hot spring inn. Everyone else left before dawn to return to Tokyo, leaving only two people in this quaint building.

Kashima Reiko was delighted when she heard yesterday that Takahashi Makoto was going to stay behind to do research, leaving her alone.

In matters of the heart, she always gives up. Even if there is mutual affection, she will never take the initiative in most cases.

Now, Makoto Takahashi forced himself to stay, as long as he didn't resist... Today he could probably breathe his scent into his chest without any worries?

Thinking of this, Kashima Reiko's expressionless face softened slightly, and the corners of her mouth curved into a slight smile.

That slight curve is meaningless to ordinary people, but for Kashima Reiko, it is an extremely rare expression, more precious than a salmon that might appear only once in ten thousand salmon.

Unfortunately, because my heart was racing all night, some of my plans for today were overlooked.

For example, regarding food supplies, the hot spring inn only replenishes its supplies after the holiday ends. When Kashima Reiko opened the refrigerator this morning, she realized that she hadn't prepared anything at all.

The refrigerator only contained onions, carrots, lettuce, and a few eggs. There was some pork, but no beef.

The drivers for the Tachimi family had all left. Kashima Reiko was afraid that Takahashi Makoto wouldn't be able to find her after waking up, so she didn't go out and decided to make omelet rice instead.

Luckily, there were still eggs left; it would be difficult if I couldn't make his favorite egg dishes.

Without white sauce or tomato sauce, she made her own salad dressing using vinegar, pepper, and olive oil.

A gentle sense of happiness enveloped them both. After preparing breakfast, Kashima Reiko patted her cheeks lightly with both hands, regaining her usual composed demeanor, and carried the breakfast for two out of the kitchen.

Upon reaching the second floor, sunlight streamed in through the window at the end of the corridor, falling on the wooden floor and even tinting the air we breathed with a bright hue.

In the open wooden sliding door of the Japanese-style room, Makoto Takahashi stood with his back to her. A cool breeze blew in through the window, and the bright red leaves rustled against each other.

He had just set up his easel when he heard soft footsteps behind him.