They all have hidden attributes!

After answering Shiraishi Junka's question, he asked the two of them, "What are your plans for the New Year? I haven't thought about it yet."

“I’ll spend it with Maki,” Kashima Reiko replied.

Makoto Takahashi recalled for a moment before remembering that Maki Kashima was her mother, who worked in the kitchen of the Tachimi family.

"I want to be with Makoto." Shiraishi Junko timidly posed a difficult question to him.

"I'll arrange a time and let you know in a few days."

Takahashi Makoto couldn't bear to refuse, after all, he was the one who brought her out of the Shiraishi family, and he couldn't let Shiraishi Junko spend the New Year alone.

After staying with the two in the clubhouse until it was completely dark, Takahashi Seiji left the academy and headed to the Tachimi Honke residence in Chiyoda Ward.

The young lady was clearly not happy today; to be precise, she was quite angry with Uesugi Maya.

He had expected that Tachibana would take her anger out on him, but when he entered the detached villa, the maid said that the young lady was in the kitchen.

There is a kitchen in Tachimi Yuki's villa, which is only used by Takahashi Makoto when he wants to have a late-night snack.

As she pushed open the door and stepped inside, the young lady's image was completely different from her usual self.

She wore a pretty dress with a clean white apron over it, her short blonde hair was tied up in a disposable hair cap, and her innocent face was covered by a mask, making her look very professional.

A turntable for decorating cakes, strawberries, a piping knife, boxed cream, a whisk... all sorts of tools are neatly arranged on the counter, it looks like she's planning to make a strawberry cake herself.

Japan has had two of its most successful marketing campaigns, both related to Christmas.

The first one is a strawberry cake. The pure white cream symbolizes winter snow, the strawberries represent Santa Claus, and the red and white colors also represent joy and blessings, such as the Red and White Song Festival.

Another is KFC fried chicken, which became a Christmas tradition 20 years later than strawberry cake.

Of course, none of this had to do with Tachimi Yuki; her desire to make her own strawberry cake was entirely due to her grudge against Uesugi Maya.

The sharp kitchen knife fell gently, cutting the strawberry in half.

Li Jianxing's movements were unexpectedly skillful; the sponge cake placed on the turntable had a perfect color and fluffiness.

"You're not planning to make your own fried chicken, are you?"

Makoto Takahashi walked over, picked up a washed strawberry from the glass bowl, and popped it into his mouth: "Just let the kitchen prepare it. I won't mind that you're not thoughtful."

"That's not how it is, Cheng-kun."

Tachibana Yuki focused intently on cutting open a strawberry, her expression serious: "In every aspect, I will never lose to Sayo."

"So you weren't angry with me after all?" Takahashi Makoto asked.

"A little, but I can't blame you."

She raised her face, revealing a gentle smile, and held the kitchen knife in her hand to examine it closely:

"After all, it hasn't reached the point of betrayal yet. Hey, Cheng-kun, I don't want to restrict your freedom forever, but Christmas is very important."

Her sweet voice carried a hint of complaint.

Makoto Takahashi wrapped his arms around Yuki Tachimi's slender waist from behind, rested his chin gently on her shoulder, and whispered in her ear, "Isn't the New Year more important?"

"That's not how it is. If Cheng-kun has family, I will go home with you."

Using a kitchen knife, Tachibana Yuki placed the chopped strawberries into another glass bowl, opened the cream, and poured it into the stainless steel bowl of the whisk.

"Xiaoye is different from other people, you know that, she's trying to steal your heart from me."

The sound of the egg beater started, and Makoto Takahashi hugged her tighter, while Yuki Tachibana naturally leaned against his chest.

The liquid cream gradually becomes fluffy and dense, transforming into a soft, white shape like a cloud.

Once the kitchen was quiet again, Makoto Takahashi pressed down on Yuki Tachibana's hand, which was holding a piping knife, and kissed her neck: "Let's have Yoru and Junko come along for the New Year, and spend Christmas with you."

"No."

Yuki Tachibana pushed Makoto Takahashi's head away, a soft moan escaping her pale red lips: "You and Junko can come together on the first day of the new year."

Perhaps because Christmas is the second Valentine's Day, Uesugi Maya was once again being excessively arrogant today, and Tachibana Yuki's emphasis on Christmas far exceeds that on the New Year.

Besides, although she generously offered New Year's Eve, she was also using Shiraishi Junka to annoy Uesugi Maya, which she herself didn't mind.

"Petty?" Makoto Takahashi reached his hand inside his apron.

"No, it's her fault." Tachikami Yuki turned around, took off her hair cap, and raised her face to give him a reproachful look.

She deliberately pushed hard against Hashima Makoto's chest, her resentful expression particularly charming: "I've already been very lenient, Makoto-kun, but you can't indulge in Sayo's nonsense, she's too arrogant."

"will not."

Makoto Takahashi pulled off Yuki Tachimi's mask and turned her head toward him: "I really like your terrible, all-out love. I won't let go."

The kitchen's soft, white light illuminated his golden hair, which shimmered with a golden sheen. As he gazed into her sincere eyes, the unease in her gaze vanished without a trace.

She held Takahashi Makoto's head in her arms, leaned in to kiss him, and her skin gradually turned rosy and alluring.

In the quiet kitchen, one could faintly hear the soft rustling of clothes against skin, and the submissive, trembling voices of reprimand.

"Makoto, cream, no... there won't be a next time."

Chapter 162 Conflict with Hell Girl

Thursday, August 17th.

When Makoto Takahashi woke up, Yuki Tatsumi was practicing yoga in the bedroom.

The morning light streaming through the window outlined a sexy silhouette and gave the short, golden hair a soft, warm glow.

A thin layer of pink mist lingered at the edge of the deep blue sky, and a few birds flew across the horizon, creating a tranquil and slightly healing atmosphere.

Makoto Takahashi yawned softly, propped himself up, got out of bed, and went to wash up in his slippers.

The clear water caressed my skin, awakening my hazy consciousness. I put on my school uniform and went downstairs for breakfast with Tachimi Yuki.

The elegant and delicate aroma of black tea is especially warm on a winter morning.

"I need to take the day off today. There's a lot going on at the company as the year draws to a close."

After Tatsumi Yuki sat down, she slowly and methodically folded the bacon with a knife and fork, and Takahashi Makoto expressed his understanding of her hard work:

"Will the family that split up receive a year-end bonus?"

“What my mother means is that you can do whatever you want; they are much more obedient now than they were a few months ago.”

"Troublesome, I'm thinking of having Aya come and work for me."

If Uesugi Maya were to manage things, given her personality and her intimidating presence, even the most troublesome matters would become simple, Makoto Takahashi thought to himself.

"Of course you can! I'd love to hear from you, Xiaoye, as long as you have the ability." Tachibana Yuki said, a mischievous smile appearing in his eyes as if he had thought of something amusing.

Makoto Takahashi shrugged, forked a fried egg, and stuffed it into his mouth: "She would never submit to anyone, especially not you."

“After all, we’re very close friends,” Tachimi Yuki said with a smile, raising her fork to her lips and taking a bite of the bacon folded into three layers.

In a sense, the two of them did indeed have a very good relationship.

They will humiliate, kick someone when they're down, or persecute them whenever they have the chance, but they will never kill them. The matter will end as long as one party begs for mercy.

After breakfast, Makoto Takahashi took a car alone to Tsurumizawa.

As we passed the shopping street, we could see a brand new look through the car window.

Shopkeepers and staff were busy adding dazzling Christmas decorations and night lighting to the streets. There were also beautiful Christmas trees at the entrances, creating a festive atmosphere everywhere you looked.

Time really flies.

As Makoto Takahashi pondered this, his gaze swept across the shop windows. As the car passed through the gates of Tsurumizawa, a tall, slender, and beautiful figure came into view.

"Stop the car." He slipped his fingers into his tie and loosened it slightly.

The car came to a stop, and Makoto Takahashi got out. He stood there, breathing in the cold air, waiting, his gaze fixed on Maya Uesugi, who was walking slowly towards the academy gate.

As the weather turned cooler, she switched to wearing thick black tights and a long black wool coat over her college uniform, with a white scarf to block the cold wind that tried to get into her neck.

Her long black hair accentuated her fair and delicate face, and the way she swayed her legs was extremely elegant. She exuded the aloof and detached aura of a literary young woman, making the scene even more captivating than a romantic oil painting.

When Uesugi Maya approached, Takahashi Makoto spoke first, greeting her with a smile: "Good morning."

"Good morning." Uesugi Maya glanced at him and nodded indifferently.

The courtyard was quiet in the early morning. The light snow remaining between the cedar trees on both sides melted slowly in the sunlight, seeping into the cool ground.

Maya Uesugi slowed her pace, and Makoto Takahashi matched her steps. The two fell into a moment of silence as they walked side by side toward the school building not far away.

After a moment of silence, it was Uesugi Maya who spoke first.

She exhaled, creating a white mist, and asked coldly, "Why didn't you agree to my request yesterday?"

The soft sigh was particularly clear in the quiet air.

"Because it's Christmas, the second Valentine's Day."

Makoto Takahashi turned his head and looked at Maya Uesugi's profile: "Fortunately, this is my first experience, and I cannot betray her."

"Ha, you didn't betray her?"

Uesugi Maya's lips curled into a contemptuous sneer, her caramel-colored eyes lifting to reveal a large expanse of white, filled with disdain.

He had a completely condescending expression towards trash, and his attitude was somewhat aggressive.

"In her view, as long as I am strong enough, it doesn't count as betrayal."

Makoto Takahashi showed no guilt whatsoever, his expression calm: "I've already promised Sachi I'd spend Christmas with her. Is there anything you'd like for Christmas?"

"..." Uesugi Maya's pink lips were pressed into a thin line, her eyelids were lowered, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly.

Seeing her vulnerable expression, Makoto Takahashi suddenly regretted asking the driver to stop the car. Knowing Maya Uesugi as he did, he knew she was about to make things difficult for herself.

"Come with me to buy an oven and a projector after school today."

Maya Uesugi tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and tightened her white scarf as if she were cold: "For you, this first experience is very meaningful, I understand and respect your thoughts. But for me, this is the first time I've wanted to celebrate Christmas."

His words, devoid of any obvious emotion, gripped Makoto Takahashi's heart.

She hasn't given up on her plans to bake strawberry cakes and watch movies; Christmas and New Year's are no longer worth celebrating.

Thinking about this, his heart felt inexplicably heavy.

That loneliness was hidden beneath Maya Uesugi's arrogance yesterday, completely unnoticed at the time. Now it seems that last night's arbitrary decision was too cold to her.

Especially regarding New Year's plans, in her past life, Maya Uesugi may never have seriously celebrated the New Year, and she had never had many experiences like those of ordinary people.