They all have hidden attributes!

Hearing this, Maya Uesugi's expression softened, and she started walking towards the train station again. Makoto Takahashi walked beside her and asked:

“We’ve talked about violence before, and you said you weren’t against using violence.”

"Yes."

Maya Uesugi recalled that night with the gentle sound of rain, when she and Makoto Takahashi were both very resistant to each other.

"Regarding the immediate separation, my idea can be simply summarized as [violence is greater than rules], and any order is only temporary."

Under his gaze, which was seeking approval, Uesugi Maya fell into deep thought.

After the two entered the tram station and passed through the ticket gate, she calmly said, "Your idea is dangerous, but it's true that violence is greater than the rules."

"You're not blindly supporting me, are you?" Takahashi Makoto asked cautiously.

Even if he is wrong, Maya Uesugi will support him.

"From a historical perspective, seizing power and usurping the throne is against the rules."

Uesugi Maya revealed a genuine look of disgust, glancing at him with a contemptuous gaze: "Similarly, it is illegal to attack the prime minister with a homemade weapon. During the shogunate period, a general who commanded elite troops would not obey the emperor's order to commit suicide."

Her explanation was reasonable and well-founded. Takahashi Makoto mentally summoned the system panel, glanced at his current attributes and a bunch of skills he hadn't noticed before, and was full of confidence in making the Tachimi family live a good life.

His past efforts have given him ample confidence.

A refreshing breeze swept across the platform, carrying a strong scent of autumn.

Maya Uesugi raised her hand to tuck a stray strand of her wind-blown black hair behind her ear, turned her face away, and looked at the train slowly approaching on the tracks:

"Although I don't like making decisions immediately, you can always consult me ​​if you're unsure."

Takahashi Seiichi didn't know how to reply for a moment. After a brief silence, she coughed lightly and added:

"I won't object to your use of violence; order is meant to reduce the cost of using violence."

"Aye, you're so cute."

Makoto Takahashi smiled and glanced at her. Maya Uesugi suppressed the heat rising from her body to her cheeks and coldly rebuked him:

"Disgusting, go to hell."

The tram slowly pulled into the platform, and the two of them entered the red carriage one after the other.

"Are you going to buy autumn clothes today? Where to?"

Makoto Takahashi took off his coat and handed it to her. Maya Uesugi took the coat, tied it around her waist, and sat down on the bench next to him.

"Shibuya".

She paused briefly, then emphasized with concern, "Don't push yourself."

Chapter 136 A Date with Hell Girl

As the streetcar slowly turned right, the commercial buildings of Shibuya, towering under the clear sky, began to come into view.

With a low rumble, the entire train was shaken slightly by a gust of air. The Central Line train brushed past the red carriage, the windows flashing past like frames of film.

"Shibuya—Shibuya—"

The moment the broadcast started, Maya Uesugi, who was standing beside him, stood up, untied the coat tied around her waist, and casually tossed it onto Makoto Takahashi's lap.

"Put on a mask."

With a commanding tone in his voice, Makoto Takahashi had no choice but to extend his hand to her.

Uesugi Maya gave him a knowing look, reached into her white lambskin bag with her fair hand, took out a disposable mask, and held it up to Takahashi Makoto.

The light blue face mask was individually packaged and looked like a medical-grade product.

"I don't like this. Isn't there a more three-dimensional black version?"

Makoto Takahashi took the mask, tore off the plastic seal, hung it behind his ear, and pinched the bridge of his nose to fit his face.

"Medical-grade products are inexpensive and practical, and can effectively prevent the spread of colds."

Despite saying this, Uesugi Maya herself had no intention of wearing a mask. Takahashi Makoto felt that her behavior was the same as him carrying chocolate with him.

She's incredibly cute.

The tram came to a stop, the doors opened, and the two stepped out of the carriage one after the other.

The weather was great, and the bustling streets of Shibuya were packed with all sorts of people. The sounds of vehicles were carried away by the noisy wind, but the air was refreshing.

As Makoto Takahashi walked from the Hachiko statue to the crossroads, his gaze was drawn to the large screen across Central Street. The screen outside the Taishodo Bookstore was advertising a newly released manga.

“I wanted to go to the bookstore yesterday,” Makoto Takahashi casually remarked to Maya Uesugi. “But I ended up being dragged to a love hotel by Hanori, and spent the whole afternoon tutoring Hina in math.”

"Buy autumn clothes first."

"I thought you would be interested in the topic of love hotels."

"I trust your moral standards."

Maya Uesugi led him into Shibuya's central street, walking and looking at the clothing stores on one side. The bright shop windows were decorated in various styles, and the spotlights were on even during the day.

Compared to the clothing store, Makoto Takahashi was more interested in the eye-catching blackboard at the ryotei (traditional Japanese restaurant), which had many dish names written on it that he couldn't understand.

"Would geoduck sashimi taste good?"

"From a health perspective, it is best not to eat geoduck raw, as parasites may not be completely removed and may cause bloating and stomach pain."

"Why do the French like to eat snails?" Makoto Takahashi asked.

“Food was scarce in the Middle Ages, and many monasteries had rules against eating meat during fasting, and cold-blooded animals such as snails were not considered meat.”

Uesugi Maya looked ahead at the road and patiently explained to him:

"The humid climate of Burgundy is ideal for snails to grow... In short, it is a result of specific historical, religious, and geographical conditions, and now it is more symbolic... Eating snails is now a symbol of elegance in French cuisine."

After she finished explaining from the perspectives of culture, history, and taste, Makoto Takahashi asked curiously, "Do you eat snails?"

"No, I would never eat such disgusting food." Uesugi Maya's expression showed deep disgust.

"Indeed, it doesn't sound appetizing at all. How about sea urchin dumplings?"

"I can watch you eat."

As they spoke, the two had already left the bustling area. Uesugi Maya turned around and retraced her steps.

"Didn't we just finish shopping?" Takahashi Makoto couldn't understand.

"Didn't your girlfriend teach you that when you go shopping with a girl, all a guy needs to do is carry her bag and not ask her any questions?"

"No, Xing is very gentle."

"Are you demented? How could you say something like that?"

Uesugi Maya gave him a strange look, then pushed open the door and walked into a clothing store she had just passed.

Even though she looked at the shop window just now with a cold expression as if she had no interest, Makoto Takahashi thought to himself as he followed Maya Uesugi inside.

"How about this style?" she asked, pointing to the mannequin in the shop window.

The model wore a loose-fitting dark camel-colored knit sweater, a coffee-colored long skirt, thick calf socks, and boots, revealing only a bit of her calves.

The overall style is artistic, giving off a lazy vibe that's perfect for lounging on a sofa by a fireplace.

"Not bad, why don't you try it—"

Halfway through his sentence, Makoto Takahashi remembered that Maya Uesugi had a severe case of mysophobia; she would probably wash clothes thoroughly before even trying them on, let alone trying them on.

Seeing that he stopped speaking in time, Uesugi Maya's delicate face revealed a gentle smile.

Unlike her usual cold or cunning smile, the dignified smile that bloomed at the corners of her mouth exuded feminine charm, both elegant and captivating, firmly attracting Makoto Takahashi's gaze.

"It feels like it matches your usual style." He naturally looked away.

"You know my style very well, Makoto~"

Uesugi Maya was in a good mood and used a more intimate term of address than calling him by his name directly. If Tachimi Yuki heard this, Takahashi Makoto was sure he would be completely drained, perhaps even physically.

"What about these two outfits?"

"good?"

"This knitted cardigan can be paired with a school uniform. In the store I just passed, the color scheme of that light trench coat and this skirt matched very well."

Hearing Uesugi Maya say this, Takahashi Makoto was completely confused: "Which one specifically?"

"The shop with the couple's outfits in the window is called Crepuscular."

Maya Uesugi's pink lips moved slightly, uttering a word that didn't sound like English. Makoto Takahashi had no recollection of it and could only admire her memory.

"I'm not interested in matching outfits," Makoto Takahashi said curtly.

"Tsk."

Uesugi Maya wore a distressed expression, as if her scheme had been exposed. Her lips were downturned, and her caramel-colored eyes looked at him with a reproachful gaze, probably implying that he was clueless about romance.

Makoto Takahashi pretended not to see it, and looked through the glass door at the Italian restaurant across the street.

Pizza tastes much better than snails, and it's healthier too.

Seeing that he ignored her, Uesugi Maya turned to the shop assistant and said in her usual cold tone, "I'll say it, you write it down."

"Okay, guest."

"I suggest you write this down."

"Don't worry, guest."

The shop assistant didn't take it seriously, and Uesugi Maya didn't give her a third chance.

"The suits in the shop window, one of each color, plus two in black and white, that fitted sweater, one in black and one in white, a cardigan..."

The shop assistant hurriedly took out her phone, opened the memo app, and after Uesugi Maya finished giving the delivery address, she rushed to the warehouse to prepare.

After paying the bill, the two walked out of the store.

Seeing that Takahashi Makoto didn't seem confused by his way of buying clothes, Uesugi Maya frowned in bewilderment: "Don't you find it strange?"

"Not surprising."

Makoto Takahashi shrugged and gave him a completely indifferent look: "All summer long, you've been wearing the same clothes in different colors, or clothes with similar styles."

"Since you know me so well, I'll give you a little reward." Uesugi Maya looked at him with a half-smile.