I'm in Tokyo, caught in the clutches of the demon princess.

Yuka Ikeda reached out her hand.

"We must continue to hold events like this in the future. This is not a request, it is an order."

Kazema knelt down on one knee, holding Ikeda Yuka's hand, and kissed the back of her hand.

"As you command, my eldest lady."

Under the lamplight, the two figures' shadows overlapped infinitely.

The next day, Kazesawa woke up and looked at Ikeda Yuka beside him.

The two returned to Yuka Ikeda's villa yesterday.

The two ordered takeout and started drinking, and both got drunk.

Kazema placed the intoxicated Ikeda Yuka on the bed, and then fell asleep himself due to the effects of alcohol.

The two of them did nothing, not even take off their clothes, but so what?

Looking at Yuka Ikeda's beautiful sleeping face, even if he considered himself a friend, he probably wouldn't let go.

Feng Zejian knew he was being too greedy, but how could he bear to let go of this girl who was beautiful to the core?

Kazema raised his hand, his fingertips sliding down Ikeda Yuka's fair cheek, tucking the hair behind her ear.

At that moment, he so desperately wanted to choose one person to be with forever.

Unfortunately, this situation is unlikely to occur.

Feng Zejian stood up, sniffed himself, and found that he still smelled of yesterday's alcohol and the aroma of takeout.

Kaze went to the bathroom to take a shower, changed into a bathrobe, and went to the kitchen to cook.

The bathrobe was for men; it was specially prepared for him by Yuka Ikeda.

The refrigerator contained only a few things: eggs, persimmons, and scallions. That was enough.

Tomato and egg, or scallion and egg—two dishes are enough.

Yuka Ikeda woke up to find Kazesawa busy in the kitchen.

Kazesawa also looked at Ikeda Yuka, who had just woken up.

"The food will be ready soon. Take a shower and then eat."

"Ah."

Yuka Ikeda, wearing a bathrobe, sat on a chair eating the meal prepared by Kazesawa, while Kazesawa meticulously dried her skin with a hairdryer.

"Do you prefer your tomato and egg stir-fry sweet or savory?"

“If you like them both, you can take turns.”

"Ok."

Kazema put down the hairdryer and gently combed up Ikeda Yuka's hair.

"Yuxiang, I haven't heard anything about your parents yet."

Yuka Ikeda paused for a moment, then smiled.

This is not just a simple question, but a tentative step into the private sphere.

"My relationship with my father and mother is just so-so."

"My father is the vice president of a hospital in Kyoto, and my mother is currently abroad. She is a professor at a university and sent me a message saying that she wants to run for university president."

The professors at the foreign school, Kazesawa, had already assumed that Ikeda Yuka's mother attended an Ivy League university.

"Wow, now that I hear that, I feel like I'll have to kneel down when I talk to you from now on."

Yuka Ikeda said coldly, "I don't like hearing that kind of talk. Don't say it again."

"Ah."

Feng Zejian then asked, "Do you have any older or younger brothers or sisters?"

"I have no blood relatives, but I have many cousins ​​in the family, and there is also someone who is regarded as the perfect heir of the family."

"I think the grapefruit scent is the right one."

Yuka Ikeda shook her head. "I don't want their attention. That family is somewhat heartless, and I don't want to become like them."

"In my family, I only have one friend, and you know who that is."

"Ah."

Chiba Ikeda was incredibly important to Yuka Ikeda. If it weren't for Chiba Ikeda protecting her during her childhood, Yuka Ikeda probably wouldn't be the perfect person she is today.

As Feng Zejian combed her hair, she could vaguely see the bare skin beneath her bathrobe.

Feng Zejian tried to restrain himself, but because of his "manly nature," he always secretly watched.

How could Yuka Ikeda not have noticed?

"If you look at it like that, it's my hair that's suffering. Why don't you look at it first, and then focus on combing your hair?"

The discovered Feng Zejian spoke with conviction.

"The most beautiful scenery is the kind that appears and disappears intermittently; that kind of hazy beauty is much better than seeing it directly."

"When did perverts start being categorized?"

That's enough, you haven't eaten yet.

"it is good."

Kazema sat opposite Yuka Ikeda.

Yuka Ikeda used a rice spoon to scoop a full bowl of rice for Kazesawa, holding the bottom of the bowl.

Chapter 107 An Overseas Phone Call from Mother

No leftovers allowed.

Feng Zejian couldn't help but laugh.

"Is that all? You underestimate me."

Just then, Yuka Ikeda's phone rang.

It was her mother, whom she hadn't contacted for six months.

Yuka Ikeda hesitated.

Feng Zejian thought he was in the way.

"I will avoid this."

Yuka Ikeda grabbed Kazesawa's arm and shook her head.

He then answered the phone, pressed the speakerphone button, and placed it on the table.

A voice came from the other end of the phone. "Yuzu, is that you?"

Yuka Ikeda replied coldly, "It's me."

"If I remember correctly, you're about to go to university, right?"

"Ah."

"Come directly to me after you graduate from high school. I've already made all the arrangements for you."

That cold, unyielding tone was suffocating.

Yuka Ikeda clenched her fists, her emotions running high.

Kazema clenched his fist to calm Ikeda Yuka down.

"I will walk my own path."

"Then you'll take many detours."

“Some roads are winding only when you walk them yourself, and as my mother, you haven’t called me in six months, have you?”

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone.

"I'm sorry, Yuka. Come to me, and I'll make it up to you."

“Mother, I understand that you went abroad for your ideals, but isn’t it too selfish of you to ask me to go there in the name of making up for it?”

“No matter what, no matter how busy my father is, he will call me every month. You never do that. You only call me when you need something.”

Silence fell again on the other end of the phone.

"I'm sorry, Yuka. It was Mom who was selfish. I'll call you every week from now on."

Feng Zejian nodded to himself.

This is the right attitude for communication problems: if you're in the wrong, just bow your head and apologize.

Yuka Ikeda coldly refused.

"No need. If you really want to make it up to me, just call me once a month like Father does. Also, I won't go to your place. I have a reason why I can't leave right now."

"Okay, if you want to come to Mom's, this number is available 24 hours a day."

Yuka Ikeda took a deep breath.

"Then take care, Mom."

"Well, you too."

Kazesawa rested his chin on his hand and looked at Ikeda Yuka.

Yuka Ikeda tilted her head, looking somewhat puzzled, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Is it because of me that you can't leave?"

Yuka Ikeda paused. "So, do you think that reason is you?"

Feng Zejian pondered for a moment and said, "If it were me, I would probably be very happy."

As he spoke, Feng Zejian's expression turned serious.

"But I don't want to be that reason, I don't want to be the cage that traps you."

“If our relationship becomes a chain binding you, then I will personally cut that chain.”

“Yuka Ikeda, I want you to know that we don’t need to be tied together to prove anything.”

Chiba Ikeda said softly, "That's a real shame, that reason isn't you."

Feng Zejian revealed a mysterious smile. "I just hope what you're saying is true."

"Miss, I can keep you company today, but only until closer to evening."

Yuka Ikeda shook her head.

"No need, I want to read for a while today."

"Then I'll go with you."

Yuka Ikeda was clearly taken aback for a moment.

"it is good."

Yuka Ikeda is reading a book on the balcony of the villa.

Feng Zejian first brought over a cup of black tea.

"Miss, please enjoy your Earl Grey tea."

It's afternoon tea time right now, so a cup of black tea would be perfect for the occasion.

A short while later, Feng Zejian brought over a bowl of fruit slices, followed by a bottle of chilled yogurt.

Some were made into plain fruit slices, and some were made into yogurt fruit salad.

Kazema, carrying the fruit cutter, came to Ikeda Yuka's side.

"Young Miss, open your mouth."

Yuka Ikeda glanced at Kazesawa, then opened her mouth.

While reading, I enjoyed the service from the wind.