I am in Mihua, and the ladies all like me

But she is not short of money!

Serabelle knew this, but what he didn't know was another thing.

"Buying groceries? When did you buy them?"

Serabell was a little dazed. You know, Yukiko had been completely immersed in the whole day since she went out. Except for going to the bathroom, the two of them were basically together.

Didn’t he see Yukiko buying food through the food delivery app?

"Maybe... you ordered it last night when you couldn't sleep?"

Yukiko tapped her lips and thought about it.

What I ordered last night was pretty good. It seems like I had thought about today’s entire itinerary early on…

But wait, what’s the problem with not being able to sleep at night?

Realizing some incredible facts, Serabelle's eyes flashed and fell back on the face of a certain older girl.

Until just now, he thought that the tablet he found at the bedside in the morning was used by the latter to stay up late and watch TV series, but if he were to say that it was actually used to buy groceries, combined with the sentence "I can't sleep".

That is to say...

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Realizing that she had accidentally let the cat out of the bag, Yukiko curled her lips and her eyes wandered slightly.

"Isn't it just that I was thinking about going out on a date today and needed to make a plan, so I didn't sleep well last night? This kind of thing happens to everyone, right?"

No, that’s not the case. It’s more like this only happens to kids who are traveling far away for the first time.

Serabelle thought.

It was really unbearable to be stared at by the boy, so Yukiko patted his shoulder and used a loud voice to cover up her little emotion.

"Okay! Let's go back. If the courier arrives before we get home, we'll have to hang the vegetables on the door. Although it won't be a problem to leave them outside for a few hours in this weather, it would be bad if someone passing by took them away. Anyway, let's go home. Tonight I'll let you taste my cooking skills..."

Having said that, she didn't care whether Serabelle caught up with her or not, and walked towards the elevator on her own, leaving the latter with only a graceful back view.

I'm actually shy and mysterious.

Leaving the open and bright commercial plaza where we had played all afternoon, our view turned to the slightly dim underground parking lot with a faint smell of rubber in the air.

Yukiko sat in the passenger seat very consciously, fastened her seat belt, and then impatiently unzipped her bag and took out a handful of photos.

These were all portraits of the two of them taken together in the afternoon, about ten or so, and she was now holding them in her hands in a fan shape like playing cards.

"Hmm~ This is it."

After choosing for a while, Yukiko picked out a photo that she thought was the best and shook it in her hand.

The photo shows Serabel being forcibly hooked by Yukiko's arm around her neck, with their faces pressed tightly together, even slightly deformed due to the excessive force.

On the left, Yukiko’s face is smiling particularly happily, while on the right, Serabelle looks caught off guard.

Yukiko picked out this photo and put it in the compartment in her wallet where she inserted her bank cards, which had a transparent plastic protective film on the outside so that she could see the card surface inside.

This way, you can see the photos inside your wallet as soon as you open it.

Sister, are you really not afraid of being discovered by your son?

Serabelle wanted to remind her like this, but before she could open her mouth, Yukiko, who was sitting in the passenger seat, seemed to suddenly think of something and turned to look over.

"By the way, Bell, did you feel anything was wrong all day long?"

"No ah……"

"Really?"

Yukiko didn't doubt the truth of what Serabelle said, but she still raised her head at a 45-degree angle with her lips and muttered something.

"That might be my illusion. Sometimes I feel like someone is staring at me from behind. It's weird."

Chapter 322: Hibiki Eri: Are you asleep? I can't sleep.

Although they had agreed to spend Saturday daytime on a date, Serabelle did not rush home after dinner.

There is an idiom that goes "good beginning and good end", so he spent that night at Kudo's house.

Just like that, time passed again and it was the next day, not Saturday, but Sunday.

"Well……"

The bright morning sunlight shone into the room through the curtains, dimly falling on the boy's eyelids, causing Serabelle to utter a confused hum.

When I opened my eyes, what came into view was an unfamiliar ceiling. The air came with the faint sound of air-conditioning blades flapping up and down, and under me was a mattress that was so soft that it was a little too soft.

uh~

It took three seconds for the brain that had just started up to regain consciousness, and Serabelle slowly moved her eyes downward.

He was now lying on his side on a large bed, without any clothes on his body, only covered with a thin sheet.

In his arms, an older girl with long brown curly hair and a smooth back with perfect lines was sleeping quietly against his solid chest. Her bow-like sleeping position made her body curled up slightly, so that she could better feel the embrace from behind.

At such a close distance, each of the "strawberries" on the slender neck and collarbone are clearly visible, and each strawberry is a trace left behind by madness.

Looking up, the rectangular vacant mark on the wall is particularly eye-catching on the white wall.

That's right, this is not Yukiko's own room.

Yukiko's own room is a very standard single bedroom.

This was the wedding room she and Kudo Yusaku lived in when they first got married.

But now the bridal chamber has changed hands, and even the wedding photos hanging on the wall have been taken down and thrown away as waste, leaving only a blank window.

"Hmm~"

The gentle whisper from the arms broke the silence in the room.

To be honest, Serabelle didn't make any noticeable noise after waking up, and she didn't even move.

But Yukiko woke up less than half a minute later as if she had telepathy.

She instinctively turned around to face the boy who should have been behind her. With her eyes still closed, she raised a pair of arms from under the quilt, and as if sensing something, she accurately put them around the boy's neck, then hugged him tightly with a little force.

"Uh~ha!"

Burying her face in Serabelle's neck and taking a greedy deep breath, Yukiko raised her face and opened her bright aqua-blue eyes. The boy's face was slowly reflected in her pupils.

"Good morning, Belle."

"Good morning, Sister Yukiko."

Serabelle woke up a little earlier, and when she spoke, the confusion she had just experienced when she woke up was no longer in her words.

But perhaps due to the "exercise before bedtime" last night, or for some other reason, Yukiko had obviously rested quite well, as could be heard from her first energetic greeting when she woke up.

As soon as she woke up, she started to make trouble. Staring at the boy's face so close to her, Yukiko's mouth curled up with a hint of mischief.

She decisively pushed with one foot from under the quilt with a little force, and while she was already pressed closely against Serabelle, she pushed the latter from lying on her side to lying flat on her back, and pressed her whole body on top of her.

Just like the double patty in a Big Mac.

Yukiko is on top and Serabel is on the bottom.

"…Bell, what were you looking at just now?"

The older girl narrowed her aqua blue eyes and lowered her head slightly. This condescending perspective made her inexplicably feel like she was playing the queen role.

"Nothing." Serabelle pointed to the empty space on the wall above the bed with her eyes without any hesitation. "It just feels a bit strange that there is nothing there."

"Oh, that one."

Yukiko curled her lips in disapproval.

"It was originally a place to hang wedding photos, but I threw them away a few months ago. I guess they have been incinerated many times. Later, there was nothing to hang, so I just left it empty."

"Oh, that's right, now that you mention it..."

As if inspired by her own words, Yukiko lowered her head and moved closer, while Heng lowered his voice in an instigating and fanning tone.

"Bell, what do you think if I put up the photo we took yesterday?"

"how could it be possible……"

Serabelle had both her hands on the older girl, but her helplessness was still expressed in her tone.

"The photo booth is too small, and the frame is so big that the blank space will be larger than the photo itself. It will look weird. Besides, you didn't save the photo booth's digital version yesterday, so you can't even print it in a large size."

"That's true..."

Yukiko was instantly speechless.

But two seconds later she rekindled her hope, stretched her arms out from under the quilt, and hooked the phone on the bedside table with her fingertips using a little friction from the maximum distance.

"Then let's take another photo right here and now! Ooo ...

"what?"

Before Serabelle could react, Yukiko slid the lock screen to the right, switched to the camera function and took a photo.

In the photo, the two of them are closer and more candid with each other than when they took the headshot yesterday. Yukiko is still smiling like a little fox, and Serabel still has an expression of being caught off guard.

"Okay, it's decided! I'm going to print this photo and hang it in the place of the wedding photo!"

“…Remember to print it using your own printer.”

Knowing that it was no use trying to persuade her, Serabelle could only give her final advice.

He doesn't want to become the Japanese version of Cecilia Cheung.

……

Serabelle had breakfast at Kudo's house before leaving.

I have to say that Yukiko's cooking skills are quite good. She just threw last night's leftovers into a pot and cooked a hodgepodge, but the taste is in no way inferior to those exquisite fast food restaurants in the commercial plaza.

It was already half past nine when I woke up, and half past ten when I left the house. By the time I arrived downstairs at the commercial building, it was already eleven o'clock.

This time is just right for lunch, which perfectly fits the normal rhythm of a date.

So when Serabelle arrived at the law office of Hibari Eri on the 12th floor with ease, a female lawyer in casual clothes was sitting behind the desk in the office.

She was not working, but just holding her cheek and looking away, as if she was in a daze.

"aunt?"

Serabelle came closer and called out softly.

"……Uh?"

Hibiki Eri was so absorbed in her thoughts that when she heard a voice beside her, she was stunned for a moment before she realized that there was one more person in the office.

When she saw the person's face clearly, a slight smile appeared on her face subconsciously.

"Oh, Sera-kun, you're here. Did you have a good rest last night?"

"well enough."

"Yeah, that's good."

Chapter 323 Yesterday? Yesterday!

Serabel felt a little weird after dating different women at the same place for two consecutive days.

There used to be a meme called "time management master", which refers to those people who, although there are only twenty-four hours in a day, can multitask and go out and date with more than one person at the same time. And because they can calculate the time very accurately, even if they disappear from time to time while traveling among multiple parties, it will not arouse suspicion.

Serabelle admits that he is unable to do multiple things, but now he is getting closer and closer to the identity of Aquaman.

It is hard to say whether it is his corruption or his personal charm that makes him fall.

In short, it’s still the familiar three routines of eating, shopping, watching movies and dating.

However, even though it is the same place and the same thing, it will feel completely different when done with different people.

For example, the lunch location is a teppanyaki restaurant on the third floor of a commercial plaza in the city center.

"Hello, we want this, this... and this, please, too. Oh, and this, too..."