I am in Mihua, and the ladies all like me

Looking towards the bed from the pillow, I could vaguely see the hazy and bright sunlight outside through the white curtains, and in my arms I felt the unique and delicate skin of a blonde British girl.

There was no sound of Masumi Sera trying to call her mother in the living room outside the bedroom because she had no breakfast.

I don’t know if he was still lying in bed, or if he heard the noise in this room through the wall last night, so he was very sensible and solved the problem himself.

"Well……"

As if they had telepathic connection, less than twenty seconds after Serabel opened his eyes and was hesitating whether to get up first, Akai Mari, who was curled up in his arms, suddenly moved and murmured a slightly lazy sound.

Then she skillfully turned around just by touch, adjusted herself to face Serabelle, and slowly opened her eyes.

"Good morning, Sister Mary." Serabel greeted her habitually.

"Good morning, but..."

Akai Mari narrowed her emerald eyes slightly, leaned forward, and blocked the boy's mouth with her lips.

"I told you to call me Mary."

The second half of her sentence was said in an unclear voice, but Serabelle could understand it just the same.

After a moment, their lips parted, and Akai Mari took advantage of the situation and pressed Serabel down on the bed, while she pressed on top of her, with only her head to the collarbone sticking out from under the quilt.

"Or did you also call her Miss Qiu Ting last night?"

That's not true...

Serabelle thought about it but didn't say it out loud.

After all, considering the height difference between them and their current relative positions, if he really told the truth so unwisely, Akai Mary would probably break his Jil with a scissors kick in the next second.

buzz-

Just as the topic was about to reach a stalemate, the phone vibrated at the right moment.

Serabel raised his head and tried to reach for his cell phone as usual, but Akai Mari was one step faster than him. She pressed the boy's chest, stood up and grabbed the cell phone from the bedside table.

Glancing at the caller ID, the British girl snorted softly with an "I knew it" expression.

"It was the female singer who called you for the commission you took to bed."

To be honest, there are many cases where people take on commissions and end up having sex. From an objective point of view, both Mrs. Suzuki and Aunt Eri are like this.

But when it comes to female singers, there is only Reiko Akiba.

Serabelle took the phone with an apparently calm demeanor and glanced at the name on the caller ID.

Well, it’s definitely Reiko.

only……

"Answer it, why not?"

Less than two seconds after I picked up the phone, Akai Mary's urging voice sounded faintly from above.

So Serabelle silently pressed the answer button and put the phone to her ear.

"Hello? Lianzi?"

Before she finished her words, Serabelle felt a gentle breeze brushing across her chest.

Although no sound was made, it was clearly a manifestation of the dissatisfaction of a certain British girl who was pressing on his chest.

The translation is probably - Lianzi? Is this name easy to pronounce?

"It's me, Bell, are you up over there?"

The voice of Reiko Akiba on the phone came back quickly, with a hint of lightness in her tone that had never been heard before.

Serabelle hummed: "What a coincidence, I just woke up. To be honest, I'm still lying in bed."

"You just woke up...?"

Reiko Akiba seemed to hesitate for a moment.

Serabelle was a little confused: "What's wrong? Is there something..."

"No, no, it's nothing. I was just wondering if my calling disturbed your rest."

Reiko Akita explained quickly.

"Compared to this, Bell, are you free today? Do you want to come to my place for lunch? It just so happens that I have learned two new dishes today."

"lunch?"

Serabell was stunned.

He looked up at the time on the bedside table. It was already ten ten. He was just asking if he wanted to come over for lunch...which meant he had to start preparing the ingredients now. Would it be in time?

As if sensing the boy's concerns on the other end of the phone, Reiko Akita continued to explain.

"Don't worry, the ingredients have all been prepared. If you come over, I'll start frying them now, and they'll be ready for you to eat."

Ok? ? ?

This is even weirder.

Logically speaking, shouldn't you first ask if they're coming, and then start preparing the ingredients after they confirm.

It turns out that I had prepared everything before asking, and not only prepared it, but also processed everything. What if he doesn’t have time...what should I do then?

As Serabelle thought about it, she looked up and made eye contact with the British girl on her chest. Akai Mari paused for only a second before looking away, making a gesture of looking away with a little impatience.

It means that you are ready to let him go.

Serabelle felt relieved and said to the person on the phone, "Got it. I'll get up and come right over. Lianzi, you could have called earlier to confirm."

"Then I'm afraid you're still sleeping."

After receiving a positive answer, Akiba Reiko's voice became noticeably more cheerful.

"Anyway, come here quickly, and remember to call me after you leave."

"learn."

After giving the last word, the call ended.

Serabel, who had just put down his phone, felt his body lighten. Akai Mari turned over and fell off his chest, pushed away the quilt and sat up on the bed, revealing her smooth back in the hazy sunlight coming in from the window, and uttered a sentence.

"Remember to come back before dinner."

……

Half an hour later, Serabel, who had driven there, appeared again at the door of Reiko Akiba's house.

Less than five seconds after I rang the doorbell, the sound of slippers stepping on the floor could be heard from the inner door, coming quickly from far away.

squeak--

The door handle was pressed, the security door opened, and the aroma of food in the living room immediately drifted out of the entrance and into the corridor.

Also appearing at the door was Reiko Akiba, who was wearing an apron.

"Bell, you're here. Come in. You can eat soon."

She seemed to be halfway through cooking when she ran out to open the door. When she saw Serabelle appearing outside the door, her eyes lit up, but she did not stay for long. After saying that, she hurried towards the kitchen in her slippers.

Serabelle had no time to say anything and could only go in and change her shoes.

At this moment, the phone in my pocket vibrated again, and there was still an incoming call.

Who would choose this time...

When I took it out and looked at it, the four big words "Hattori Heiji" suddenly came into view on the screen.

connected.

"Hey?"

"Ah, it's me, it's me."

The familiar Kansai accent could be heard from the other end of the phone.

"Brother Sera, are you free recently? Remember the Kansai Kendo Competition I mentioned before? It's going to be held recently because we have time during the winter vacation. If you come over then, I can take you to Osaka to buy some special snacks after the competition."

"…When exactly?"

"tomorrow."

Chapter 398: Hattori Shizuka and Ooka Momiji are about to arrive at the battlefield

At the dining table in the living room, Reiko Akiba had just brought out the lunch dishes from the kitchen with Serabelle when she heard from the latter that they would be heading to Kansai tomorrow.

"Eh? Are you going to Kyoto?"

Reiko Akita was slightly stunned, and even the movement of picking up food with chopsticks in her hand was a beat slower.

Maybe it was really as she said, that she had been alone for too long in the past few years, causing the repressed emotions to burst out completely and become extremely intense.

If possible, Reiko Akiba even wanted Serabelle to stay by her side for 24 hours, eat together, chat together, sleep together, and even take a bath and do that kind of thing together.

As a result, I heard on the second day that I might not be able to see him for several days in a row. It felt a bit sudden...

"Because I made an agreement with a friend a long time ago."

Serabelle took a piece of fried tempura from the plate and took a bite, speaking incoherently.

"Besides, I also asked him for help with something before. Even though it wasn't just my problem, I still owed him a favor."

"That's it..."

Akita Reiko nodded in agreement.

Although she doesn't like to have meaningless social interactions with others, it doesn't mean that she has no social common sense. Especially when it comes to things like owing favors to others, she must pay them back.

Otherwise, in the eyes of others...Oh, you have something to do and I rush all the way from Osaka to Tokyo to help you, but you don’t even want to come when I invite you to visit during the holidays?

What do you mean, you don’t consider me a friend?

This is a bit too much.

"So, Bell, is your friend a man or a woman?" Reiko Akiba asked the question that she was most concerned about.

"Of course he's a man."

Serabelle shrugged with half a piece of fried tempura in her mouth.

"He is a member of a kendo tournament organized by several universities in Kansai. He is probably going to compete as the leader of the kendo club. He probably invited us to show off in front of us."

"Well, male high school students do prefer this."

After all, Reiko Akiba was a top student who had been admitted to a music college from high school and finally graduated. When she heard this, she couldn't help but nodded in agreement.

But then she seemed to suddenly think of something and asked for some unknown reason.

"But if a high school holds a kendo competition, won't there be a lot of female high school students watching?"

"……perhaps?"

Serabelle wasn't so sure either.

It is true that Kendo culture has deep roots in Japan, but not everyone likes Kendo. For example, Reiko Akiba is obviously not interested in this kind of chopping and slashing competition at all.

But there is a saying that people admire the strong, especially the immature female high school students who are 17 or 18 years old. Many of them will like those good-looking and handsome male high school students who join sports clubs after school.

Although during a kendo competition, you may not be able to see their appearance clearly because they are wearing protective gear on their heads and bodies, but... who knows?

"Anyway, when you get there, don't look around at the high school girls, okay?" Reiko Akiba pretended to be threatening.

Serabelle spread her hands speechlessly.

"How is that possible? When have I ever done anything like that?"

"Well... that's true."

Reiko Akita's cheeks blushed slightly.

She would never have said something like that in the past.

……

The scene changes to the living room of a large single-family house in Neyagawa City, Osaka Prefecture.