They all have hidden attributes!

Maya Uesugi leaned against him, her head resting on his shoulder. Her body heat was transmitted through their clothes, and her long, snow-white neck could be seen through her flowing black hair.

Noticing her gentle, coquettish rubbing, Takahashi Makoto tilted his head back and let out a long, relaxed breath.

Paradise on earth.

This was the happiest moment of his life since he discovered that Uesugi Maya had the potential to be a cat.

The idea of ​​being able to come to Uesugi's house anytime and sit on the beanbag chair with her is quite tempting, making it hard to leave this warm place.

Maya Uesugi looked up at Makoto Takahashi and saw him close his eyes in relaxation, a smile even more wicked than usual spreading across his face. He touched his burning earlobe and then leaned against him weakly.

The beanbag chair was so evil that even she herself fell into the vortex of laziness.

The living room was quiet and peaceful, with a relaxed and comfortable atmosphere in the air under the soft lighting.

Nothing is urgent.

Ding-dong-

In the long, hopeless silence, the doorbell rang abruptly, and the two remained silent in tacit agreement.

It wasn't until Hanakawa Kaori directly dialed Takahashi Makoto's number that Uesugi Maya opened the door. Before she could even finish yelling "Trick or treat," she coldly shoved the whole jar of candy and Takahashi Makoto's apartment key into her arms.

Hanakawa Kaori was so angry she was trembling, so she simply moved Takahashi Makoto's game console back to Tsurumi Sawa's dormitory.

......

The first day of November, a Sunday.

After having lunch at the Shiraishi family home and bidding farewell to Shiraishi Junka's grandfather and parents, Takahashi Makoto went alone to his villa near Shinjuku Gyoen National Garden.

The sky was clear, and the bright sunshine illuminated the courtyard, where all kinds of plants were thriving, their branches still green.

She easily navigated the long corridor, went upstairs, and into the warm Japanese-style room, where Shiraishi Junko sat in a chair and painted.

The white cotton dress, stained with paint, made her skin appear naturally fair. Her long, black princess-cut hair outlined her charming and delicate face, and she exuded a subtle sense of maturity, making her look very alluring.

Hearing footsteps, she turned around, her clear, wine-red eyes brimming with undisguised joy.

"Sincerity".

Her soft and gentle voice seemed to exude sweetness, evoking a strong sense of attraction.

Makoto Takahashi walked over, his gaze falling on the delicately colored canvas, and said in a consultative tone, "I'll accompany you this afternoon, and how about we go to the academy together tomorrow?"

"it is good."

Shiraishi Junko's smile turned joyful as she put down her paintbrush: "What would you like to drink? I'll go prepare it."

"all good."

"Then, black tea."

After she went to make tea, Makoto Takahashi looked at the weeping jasmine placed by the window. The new leaves were tender green, and many branches had been pruned from the top.

It's growing well, and it looks like Shiraishi Junka has been taking good care of it.

After a while, Shiraishi Junka returned to the Japanese-style room carrying a wooden tray in both hands. In addition to black tea, there was canned cola that had just been taken out of the refrigerator, as well as fresh fruit.

"I've taken care of things properly with the Shiraishi family."

Makoto Takahashi sat cross-legged on the cushion in front of the tea table, pulled the metal tab on a can of cola, and took a swig: "What do you want me to do with you this afternoon?"

"draw."

Shiraishi Junko sat close to him, her slender fingers peeling an orange, instantly filling the air with a sweet and sour aroma: "I want to attend the European art exhibition with Makoto."

“Okay, that just so happens I’ve been wanting to participate in a few more art exhibitions lately.” Makoto Takahashi nodded in agreement.

There were no academy activities or band recordings in November, and his [painting] skills had already been maxed out with skill points. Even without the monthly [assessment], he could still produce legendary works.

Junko Shiraishi was not without international fame, but she was always overshadowed by Makoto Takahashi. Her works were equally valuable, and many international media outlets expressed their regret over the passing of this once-in-a-century genius.

Junko Shiraishi herself, however, thought this was better, as she could paint without attracting too much attention and would feel more at ease always hiding in Makoto Takahashi's shadow.

Seeing that Makoto Takahashi agreed without hesitation, Junka Shiraishi's smile deepened with delight, and then she cautiously sought his opinion: "I... am thinking of moving."

"Isn't it nice to live here?" Takahashi Makoto asked.

"I want to be closer to Cheng, and it would be better if the place we live in is a little smaller, so we can always be together."

After speaking softly, Shiraishi Junka reached out and handed over a peeled orange segment. Takahashi Makoto opened his mouth, took a bite, and asked as he ate:

What should we do with the plants in the yard?

"It doesn't matter, Yui is enough." She shook her head indifferently.

Yui is the name of Tsuchisu Jasmine, which the two bought when they were in Izu.

"Moving will be a hassle." Makoto Takahashi swallowed the orange in his mouth.

"Hmm... a little bit, but Chitose will be much freer and more relaxed after I leave the Shiraishi family."

Shiraishi Junka gripped the hem of his shirt, hesitatingly asking, "Is it not allowed?"

"It's not that it's impossible, but I have some doubts about your ability to take care of yourself. If you live alone, can you take good care of yourself without Qian Sui?"

"do not know."

Her personality was too carefree, and she had no one around to help her deal with troubles, which made Makoto Takahashi very uneasy.

After a moment's hesitation, Takahashi Makoto, being careful not to mess up her hair, gently patted Shiraishi Junka's head: "Don't rush to decide, let me and Reiko discuss it first, okay?"

"Listen to Cheng." Shiraishi Junko buried her face in his chest, taking a deep, blissful breath.

After a while, she raised her face and looked at Takahashi Makoto with a hazy, yearning gaze.

In her wine-red eyes, as vibrant as roses, the fervent love that began in summer has not faded in the slightest, and her long, fine eyelashes convey a deep sense of contemplation.

She looked incredibly alluring, and Takahashi Makoto couldn't help but put his arms around her shoulders, his gaze fixed on her full, sexy red lips.

"Chun Ke"

"Um......."

"Weren't we supposed to be drawing?"

"A little later." Shiraishi Junka closed her eyes, her soft and warm body completely softening, and she scolded sweetly.

The air was filled with a sweet and tender atmosphere, with wisps of fragrance tightly intertwined.

Chapter 160 They were eyeing us covetously.

Monday, June 2th.

Makoto Takahashi and Junka Shiraishi went to the academy together.

Under a clear blue sky, the two walked hand in hand through the courtyard. The rising sun warmed the cool morning air, filling the world with golden light.

Against this backdrop, the scene was stunningly beautiful, drawing all sorts of glances from the surrounding classmates.

Condemnation, envy, jealousy, longing...

Rumors had been circulating among the girls in the brass band club that "Takahashi-kun is a jerk," and some even speculated that "the relationships within the light music club are chaotic."

Despite his exceptional talent and captivating charm, this world is never short of malice.

"Sincerity..."

Shiraishi Junko called softly, and Takahashi Makoto held her soft, boneless hand tightly, looking straight ahead: "It doesn't matter."

Rather than focusing on public opinion, what truly matters is how to deeply connect with others and make one's sandplay therapy more harmonious, gentle, and meaningful.

"You're about to graduate, and you don't have much time left in college, so just enjoy it."

Hearing him say that, Shiraishi Junka's red lips curved into a gentle and serene smile.

Entering the teaching building, the two parted ways in the second-floor corridor and went into the classroom for Class 1-C. Chihaya Nana was already standing on the podium, preparing to start the morning meeting.

— Shiraishi Junko likes to sleep in, so Takahashi Makoto arrived at school later than usual today.

Seeing that all the classmates had arrived, Chihaya Nana coughed lightly and cleared her throat seriously:

"The monthly test in November is a joint test for all of Tokyo. Everyone can freely choose between humanities and science. It will be held next Thursday and Friday."

Monthly tests are a common occurrence, and the students are used to it, continuing to look at them with anticipation.

"Regarding the winter camping, we regret to inform you that the college has decided to cancel this event."

As soon as the words were spoken, a chorus of wails and confused voices filled the classroom.

"what--"

"Why, Supervisor Chihaya?"

"I've been looking forward to this for so long."

Amidst the cacophony of sounds, Chihaya Nana tapped the blackboard, her adorable chubby face adopting a serious expression:

"This year's bear infestation is particularly severe. There are records of bear sightings at the campsites that the college partners with. For safety reasons, the college has decided to postpone the activity to next spring and change it to a forest school."

Do bears become inactive in the spring?

Furthermore, the idea that bears hibernate is far-fetched.

Makoto Takahashi suspected it was a problem with the student council, so he took out his phone and sent a message to Maya Uesugi.

[Takahashi: Yoru, why was winter camping cancelled?]

[Maya: I Want to Write a Book]

The acting student council president had no time, and with the end of the year approaching, Tachimi Yuki was also very busy; no one cared about the winter camping trip.

With no winter camping to do, November was left with only exams, and the sky over Tsurumizawa was gloomy all morning.

During lunch break, Makoto Takahashi and Haruna Nekoya went to the student council for lunch together.

Hanakawa Kaori, whether angry or avoiding Tachibana Yuki, went to the art club and spent time with Shiraishi Junka.

The student council president's office was luxuriously decorated, and the heating was on full blast.

Tachimi Yuki and Kashima Reiko were both there. Takahashi Makoto sat down on the sofa and took the opportunity to discuss Shiraishi Junka's move with the two of them.

“Chunke probably wants to move into my apartment, but I’m worried about her living alone.”

He didn't want to move, and the best solution would be to bring in a professional maid, but Tachimi Yuki clearly didn't think so; her controlling nature was still at play.