They all have hidden attributes!

It's fine to be dependent on your girlfriend 24/7, but can you really expect her to care for you unconditionally in the future?

Because of her family background, Maya Uesugi lacks the confidence to be loved unconditionally.

Even though the warmth of the embrace still seemed to linger on her skin, she knew very well how troublesome her personality was, especially since her rival was Tachimi Yuki, whom she had never beaten...

Thinking this, Uesugi Maya exuded a faint sense of aloofness, her cold eyes remaining completely calm.

"Hakiye, here's the key."

Makoto Takahashi walked into the kitchen and threw over the spare key that Hina Nekoya had returned earlier that day. Maya Uesugi hurriedly caught the key, her eyes instantly becoming clear and foolish.

After a two-second reaction, she saw the keys in her hand, put them in her skirt pocket, and shot Takahashi Makoto a disdainful look: "What are you playing at? What kind of weird nickname is that?"

Don't you think it's cute?

"What's so cute about it?"

Makoto Takahashi found it difficult to explain to her, so he spread his hands and shrugged helplessly: "Okay, Maya, is this alright?"

"Tsk."

Uesugi Maya turned her head, picked up a spoon, and scooped the fried tempura out of the oil: "I have something to tell you."

Noticing her distracted expression, Makoto Takahashi pondered for a moment, then nodded in realization: "The topic of marriage? Sorry, I've never thought about it."

"About the Uesugi family." Uesugi Maya lowered her eyes, her voice sounding somewhat unsettled.

"Well, it's a bit too hasty to talk about that now."

"anxious?"

"You still don't believe that [I will be there in the future], do you?" Makoto Takahashi asked jokingly.

Maya Uesugi felt relieved and a smile naturally appeared on her face.

Makoto Takahashi couldn't help but gaze at her exquisite face.

Her beautiful caramel-colored eyes were framed by long, thin eyelashes, her delicate nose was straight and narrow, and her cherry-colored lips were full, glossy, and beautifully shaped. Her exquisite features exuded a high-class, artificial quality, possessing a captivating charm that made people unconsciously fascinated.

The white apron's curves at the chest are neither too full nor too bare, striking a beautiful balance between the two, making her figure and proportions impeccable.

"what happened?"

Noticing that he was staring at her, Uesugi Maya turned her head and asked.

"It's nothing, I just feel like you've become cuter lately," Makoto Takahashi replied honestly.

"Oh."

"When we first met, I thought you were beautiful, but your personality must be very troublesome."

At that time, Maya Uesugi's indifferent gaze revealed an unapproachable beauty.

Thinking about what the two had gone through over the past month, Makoto Takahashi sighed in disbelief: "Even if you gave me $15 for friendship now, I wouldn't associate with you."

"It's so noisy, get out of the way in the kitchen." Uesugi Maya walked over with a knife and pushed him out of the kitchen.

After closing the door, a beautiful smile curved her lips.

On August 1st, it started to drizzle in the morning.

Considering that the band was taking a break today, Makoto Takahashi decided to sleep until he naturally woke up before getting out of bed.

In the apartment next door, Maya Uesugi gets up at 6 a.m. for her morning exercise, has breakfast, uses her spare key to open Makoto Takahashi's apartment door, and starts cleaning...

When Makoto Takahashi woke up from his midday nap and yawned as he walked out of his bedroom, Maya Uesugi was sitting on his sofa reading a book, with a bento box and a Belgian pitcher on the coffee table.

She wore a loose black linen shirt, the cuffs revealing her slender, bony wrists, and the hem was tucked into a white midi skirt. Her beautiful legs, encased in black stockings, were placed at the knees together and angled. Her posture was ladylike, and she exuded the aloof temperament and precise detachment that a female writer should have.

In summary: sharp-tongued, aloof, and clean-cut, but troublesome.

"I must be dreaming," Takahashi Makoto thought, after all, Uesugi Maya had a severe case of mysophobia. This was the thought that crossed his mind as the system panel popped up in front of him.

[Assistance Card Upgrade]

[Intelligence: The Cold Beauty Who Never Smiles - Uesugi Maya]

[Top Student: Low chance of triggering Friendship Training, Intelligence Increased by 100%]

[Both Literary and Martial Arts: When triggering friendship training, there is a high probability of gaining a physical boost]

[By any means necessary: ​​When gaining a skill level upgrade, you can specify a skill.]

[Companion: When triggering a friendship training session that does not provide a buff, gain an increase in charm.]

[Perhaps one day, she can easily navigate various social occasions with her disguise, remaining gentle and polite, but only you will stay within those boundaries, accompanying her all the way.]

Makoto Takahashi could never have imagined that the attributes would have such wonderful stats, so he closed the system panel, walked over and sat down on the sofa opposite Maya Uesugi: "Why are you sitting on my sofa?"

"Wordy."

Uesugi Maya took a sip of her unsweetened bitter coffee, turned a page in her book, and said without looking up, "I've read the lyrics. This afternoon, we'll make the sheet music together, and I'll teach you music theory while we're at it."

"How to make a guy who's just a friend of the opposite sex stare at you—what kind of weird book is this?"

"I'm reflecting on why you haven't fallen in love with me yet."

"Why do you always reflect on yourself in strange places?" Takahashi Makoto sighed with a headache.

Chapter 79 The Young Lady's Invasion

In the afternoon, the clouds over Tokyo parted, and the dazzling sunlight shone straight down, while the glittering raindrops became sparse.

Makoto Takahashi and Maya Uesugi sat side by side on the sofa, with a laptop in front of them, working together to create the score for the band's first original song.

That being said, the truth is that Uesugi Maya completed the score by herself while lecturing Takahashi Makoto on music theory with a stern face, only occasionally asking if it suited his taste.

After the first draft of the score was completed, Makoto Takahashi leaned back on the sofa, looked up at the ceiling, and said listlessly, "Mayo, I feel like you're just killing time with your girlfriend."

"Didn't I say I would make it up to you?" Uesugi Maya frowned unhappily.

"The truth is, we didn't do anything, did we?"

What do you want?

His indifferent voice carried a hint of wariness.

"A lap pillow or something like that would be fine, right?" Makoto Takahashi asked casually.

I thought Maya Uesugi would refuse and say something like "I'll make it up to you next time," but to my surprise, she agreed.

"I understand, please use it."

Makoto Takahashi turned his head in surprise and saw Maya Uesugi straighten her skirt and gesture with her hand without changing her expression.

"Really?"

"I can at least express my understanding of the needs of pests."

"I feel like you said something very rude." Takahashi Makoto slowly lay down on his side, his head touching the soft flesh of his thigh through the fabric of his white cotton dress.

The warm scent of cedarwood filled my nostrils, and I felt a slight warmth on my cheeks.

Before I could enjoy it for long, the doorbell rang.

I bought you a gift.

Maya Uesugi moved his head away, and before Makoto Takahashi could see her visibly wavering expression, she got up, walked to the entrance, opened the door, and signed for the delivery.

"This is a gift from my neighbor. I look forward to your guidance in the future."

She calmly bowed slightly, placed the cardboard box in front of Makoto Takahashi, then took out the paper cutter he had given her from her skirt pocket and opened the box.

No wonder he was adjusting his skirt earlier, Makoto Takahashi thought to himself, looking expectantly at the gift.

—A dozen or so black boxes of different sizes, each with a glass side and a wood grain top.

"What is this?" he asked curiously.

"MODALO watch winder, all those watches, except the one you always wear, are still in the box, right?"

Maya Uesugi unpacked the watch, took out the watch winder, and prepared to put all the watches inside: "You should pay attention to the quality of everyday items, but I doubt you would choose them yourself."

"But I still feel like I lost out, my first love only lasted one day."

If Makoto Takahashi knew that even the cheapest of these seemingly unremarkable wooden boxes cost 5 yen, he would definitely think that Maya Uesugi was getting a bad deal buying these things.

"Don't make a sound. I'll clean your bedroom for you from now on."

Maya Uesugi gave him a disdainful look, her voice tinged with helplessness: "Isn't it because you get up too late? Let's go for a morning run together from now on."

The bedroom was not previously within her cleaning duties, and her cleaning fees have increased again.

"Don't go."

Makoto Takahashi stood up from the sofa, stretched, and then pulled up the collar of his short-sleeved T-shirt to show off his perfect muscles: "My way of working out is to jump backward off the rooftop. This is the result of countless hours of hard work."

Uesugi Maya rolled her eyes at him dismissively and strode towards the bedroom.

Pushing open the door, the scene before her was completely different from what she had imagined. The orderly arrangement gave her a familiar feeling, as if she had seen it somewhere before.

"It has a woman's scent." Her voice suddenly turned cold.

"Sister Xing came to raid me a while ago, and Senior Sister Lengzi helped me clean up."

"A black stocking was lying on the floor."

"The one you gave me last time."

Makoto Takahashi explained casually, which reminded Maya Uesugi of how she had once angrily thrown her stockings at his face, and her face instantly turned cold to hide her irritation.

"Get rid of this stuff as soon as possible," she said irritably.

"I want to save it for when I have the chance."

"I have new ones if you want to wear them."

Hearing this, and remembering that Uesugi Maya had a hidden "pure" side, Takahashi Makoto pursed his lips speechlessly: "I was just kidding."

"I thought the number of stupid people in the world had increased again." Uesugi Maya walked into his bedroom and tidied up according to his own habits.

"Maya, I remember you've read a book about reproductive rights? Something about doctors' case studies, right?"

"If you are interested in literature, I can give you a book I wrote, a personally signed copy."

"No, I have no interest in overly sentimental literature."