They all have hidden attributes!

Her clothes were also a completely different style from usual, exuding a fresh and feminine charm.

Seeing Makoto Takahashi walking towards her along the street, Hina Nekoya waved her arms high in greeting, her face beaming with a bright and positive smile.

Good morning, Acheng.

"Good morning." Makoto Takahashi's gaze fell on her clothes. Despite her overwhelming charm, he felt that something was missing.

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward because they couldn't remember for a moment.

After a while, he awkwardly complimented, "I rarely see you dressed like this. I feel like my rationality is about to be blown away."

"Ah, really? Hehe." Nekoya Hina raised her hand and scratched her head, smiling sheepishly.

The date didn't start well, as Makoto Takahashi couldn't help but think to himself, "I've been reading a lot of literature lately."

Both of them were used to the close and intimate contact they had in the past, so the sudden suggestion of a "date" made them feel awkward.

We used to have endless topics to talk about, but now we don't even know how to chat face-to-face.

Nekoya Hina deliberately avoided Takahashi Makoto's gaze, and as if to ease the tense atmosphere, she asked, "How have you been lately with Tachimi-senpai and Maya-san?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she clenched her fists in embarrassment and anger.

I'm so useless.

If you've already agreed to a date, bringing up such a strange topic will only make the already tense atmosphere even more awkward.

"Huh?"

To Hina Nekoya's surprise, Makoto Takahashi reached out and grabbed her clenched left hand, holding it up in front of his eyes:

"As before, Tsurumi Sawa organized the entrance exams this weekend, and the student council was in charge of proctoring. They went together."

Oh, I see. No wonder I felt strange today because I wasn't wearing my wristband.

The strange feeling in his heart dissipated, and Takahashi Makoto naturally took Nekoya Hina's hand, taking control of the atmosphere: "Have you had breakfast? The pool isn't far, we can walk there."

"Oh, okay." Nekoya Hina glanced down at their clasped hands and blinked rather absentmindedly.

It doesn't seem like a big deal, it's just that our arm around each other has become holding hands.

"Acheng, I—"

Just as she was about to speak in a relaxed tone about the words she had spent the whole night preparing, she turned her head and met Takahashi Makoto's gentle gaze, and her body tensed up instantly.

All the feelings I wanted to express were stuck in my throat, and I couldn't squeeze them out no matter what.

"Go ahead," Takahashi Makoto said softly.

"I...I...What are we having for lunch?" Nekoya Hina shrugged slightly and lowered her eyes shyly.

what happened?

There are countless embarrassing topics like this: being unable to say the words to express one's feelings.

It must be a problem with the atmosphere.

Yes, the atmosphere is off.

It's really weird to just confess your feelings on the street.

As Hina Nekoya thought to herself, she gripped the sports backpack she was carrying in her other hand to check its weight.

Hanakawa Kaori was right; the swimming pool was the right choice. As long as she changed into her swimsuit, everything would be fine.

In Makoto Takahashi's view, Hina Nekoya's youthful heart is clearly revealed.

Not only were her cheeks burning, but even the corners of her eyes were a little red. Through their clasped hands, one could almost feel their hearts pounding faster and faster.

"The pool we're going to is in the hotel, and the hotel has an executive corridor."

Makoto Takahashi's lips slowly curved into a gentle smile, and he eased her tension with a relaxed tone: "If you don't like it, I can make it for you. Speaking of which, Haruna, you're the only one who can't cook now."

"Huh? I know a little bit too, at least I can cook crabs without any problem," Nekoya Hina retorted.

"Isn't it enough to just steam the crab?"

"Anyway, I just don't have any feminine charm."

Hearing her self-deprecating mutterings, Makoto Takahashi patted Hina Nekoya's shoulder in her most familiar way: "What I mean is, don't force yourself, I'm here for you anyway."

These were such ordinary words, words that should have been taken for granted, yet my heart skipped a beat.

Nekoya Hina looked down at the road and hesitated before whispering, "I...I understand."

Is dating a little too much?

I don't understand at all.

Nekoya Hina's heart was pounding, her long-buried feelings were finally unearthed, and the wind that brushed past her carried his scent.

Amidst a subtle tension, Nekoya Hina gradually loses her sense of reality.

The classroom in the early morning, from early spring to the cold winter.

The damp smell of the rainy season, along with barbecue, hot pot, and beer.

The smell of disinfectant in the hospital, the fear of dreams being shattered.

The shimmering sea of ​​Kamakura in summer evoked a sense of regret and loneliness at not being able to watch the fireworks together.

The snow falling in Hokkaido, and the secret kept from my parents.

......

Although they had only known each other for a short time, a hidden affection gradually fermented and brewed into a bittersweet love.

"We've arrived."

Upon hearing Makoto Takahashi's voice, Hina Nekoya looked up. Before her stood a high-class hotel, its magnificent lobby exuding elegance and grandeur.

“There’s an indoor swimming pool upstairs, so it doesn’t matter what season or weather it is.” Takahashi Makoto led her toward the elevator.

The indoor pool was booked for the day, but the two still went to the men's and women's changing rooms separately.

After changing into a slightly daring swimsuit in the changing room, Hina Nekoya mentally prepared herself to give it her all one last time, and with a heart full of complex emotions, she walked toward the agreed-upon shallow water area.

The huge pool plaza, with only two people, felt rather deserted.

Makoto Takahashi, wearing a knee-length shorts-style swimsuit, gazed at the undulating waves in the surf pool.

Even though only her back was visible, her exposed upper body still made Nekoya Hina uneasy.

First, you need to use a swimsuit to make him waver!

After reviewing the strategy she and Hanakawa Kaori had devised last night, Nekoya Hina slowed her pace and straightened her back: "Sorry to keep you waiting."

Makoto Takahashi turned around and swallowed hard.

The sudden shift from best friend to lover is indeed quite a shock. The previously overlooked feminine charm suddenly comes crashing down on you, making the impact too great.

Where should I look? I couldn't help but wonder.

Perhaps because badminton is mostly played indoors, Hina Nekoya's skin is much whiter than I imagined.

Her flawless, milky-white skin was as white as snow covering a forest.

Because she chose a white bikini with trim, the soft curves of her breasts were very steep. I thought she would be very thin, but she was surprisingly well-endowed.

The ideal size, which can be held in one hand, is not vulgar, and it casts a shadow under the trim.

Her long, slender, and graceful legs strongly attracted attention, and her supple thighs looked excessively pleasant to the touch.

"It's so cute I can't get enough of it," Makoto Takahashi confessed.

"Is that so?"

Nekoya Hina blushed for about ten seconds, then took a step forward to close the distance: "N-no...don't you want to touch me?"

Her body was trembling, her face was flushed, and her bare feet were shuffling against the ground. Everything was eroding Takahashi Makoto's rationality.

"In this situation, should I say 'I want to,' or should I just take action?" Makoto Takahashi asked calmly.

Seeing how bewildered Nekoya Hina looks, it's best not to be too hasty.

"Well, let's take a stroll first, it'll be better to relax a bit."

Hina Nekoya leaned closer, looking up at him, and deliberately pressed her chest against his arm.

Because of the height difference, from Makoto Takahashi's perspective, her swimsuit offered very little protection but was highly offensive, making it impossible for him to move; otherwise, he would have easily gotten trapped inside.

Her peach-pink lips were moist and glossy, making one want to abandon all reason and bite them.

"Want to go in the water?" He cleared his throat seriously.

"I'll take it, but hair is such a hassle."

"I'll go get a swim ring."

“Together.” Nekoya Hina pursed her lips.

The image of the two walking together towards the service center was reflected in their crystal-clear purple eyes.

Hanakawa Kaori watched the two figures with a troubled expression, genuinely worried for Nekoya Hina.

Since Haruna Nekoya left home, there hasn't been any progress at all. It seems I have to find a way to give her a push from behind.

Chapter 214 The Unrequited Lover (Part 2)

As the sunlight streamed through the huge glass of the indoor swimming pool, it grew increasingly intense. Nekoya Hina lay on her back on the swimming ring, drifting along the outer waterway with the artificial waves, exuding a sensuality that Takahashi Makoto had never seen before.

Her chestnut-brown braided hair reflected the light, and her bare, milky-white feet were raised, her leg curves both slender and softly perfect.

Even the occasional splashes of water stirred up by kicking up water made one's heart flutter.

Makoto Takahashi walked along the edge of the waterway, beside Haruna Nekoya, chatting with her while pondering how to naturally suggest going upstairs.

Based on his understanding of Nekoya Hina, he knew that if he didn't take the initiative, she could try out all the facilities at the indoor pool and then go home as if nothing had happened.

How about we take a look at the hotel rooms?

I've heard that a new profession called "hotel tester" has recently emerged. The hotel is under the Lijianjia brand, so it's not unreasonable to say that it's a "random inspection".

The two on this side were quite relaxed, while among the three people hidden in the shadows in the distance, Hanakawa Kaori was extremely anxious.

"Look, Haruna-nee is too lax!"