In the anime, who is not a childhood sweetheart?

"You're welcome. After all, I promised Aunt Yaozi that I would come here tonight. It's just a small favor."

Yuan Qianye skillfully took the small cooking pot to fill it with rice and rinsed it gently under the faucet.

The living room was some distance away from the kitchen, so the two of them didn't need to speak louder than they did when they were sitting on the sofa just now.

Hesha doesn't like to talk loudly, which is related to her personality since childhood. She also doesn't like the feeling of sitting on the sofa and watching him busy for her from afar.

So she wrapped herself in a blanket and took a hot water bottle to sit at the long bar on the outside of the kitchen, just like the last time he came.

But today mom is not here, just the two of them.

Although I was still just sitting and watching, the distance was shortened a lot, and the place where I was sitting now was also part of the kitchen.

Whether it is a piano competition or a kendo competition, there must be audiences, so since he is cooking now, he can also be considered a spectator.

So this can be considered as a certain degree of participation!

Hesa couldn't help but feel proud of her genius thinking.

Although Yuan Qianye had his back to her, he could tell from his God's perspective that she was coming over, and he could see more clearly the faint smile on her face.

She's so happy just by eating a little snack and consuming some sugar. This child is unexpectedly as easy to please as Rikka...

And she looks pretty when she smiles...

After washing the rice, when Yuan Qianye turned sideways and came over, the smile on Hesha's face disappeared instantly.

"By the way, what plans did you and Aunt Yaozi have for Christmas Eve in the past?" Yuan Qianye asked casually as he wiped the water stains under the small cooking pot with a rag, pretending not to notice anything.

Hesha thought for a moment and shook her head. "Nothing special. Basically, it was just the two of us eating together at home. She loved drinking before she found out she was sick, so every time she came home, she would get drunk, under the pretext of relaxing. Many times, she was so drunk that she lost consciousness, and I had to drag her back to the room."

"It's not easy for you either..."

"But I do have some good memories."

"Oh?"

"It happened on Christmas Eve two years ago. My mom won a big prize in an international competition that year and was so happy. She didn't just stay home with me like she used to. She took me to the Sky Deck restaurant on Tokyo Tower for dinner. While we were dining, we could see the beautiful light show outside.

After that, we went for a walk in Shiodome together. We could see Tokyo Bay from afar, and the buildings under the night lights were very beautiful. We each bought an apple candy from a roadside stall. The candy coating on the outside was very sweet, but the apple inside was very sour. My mother and I threw away the candy after eating it.

When we were coming back from there, we passed by an izakaya with a piano at the door. My mother went up to play the piano and was recognized by someone. A group of people surrounded her and asked for her autograph, and she couldn't get away. In the end, the patrolling traffic police came to help maintain order, and we were finally able to go home.

The funniest thing was that the traffic police officer who escorted us out seemed to be a fan of my mom, and at the tram station, he even asked her to take a photo with us.

Hesha talked about the happy moments in her memory when she was with her mother. She spoke more and more unconsciously, and her heroic eyes and brows became gentle.

Yuan Qianye had already placed the small cooking pot on the stove, but as he listened to her words, he hesitated to turn on the switch to light the fire.

The flu isn't that serious in Tokyo right now, with only a few cases. If you wear a mask and remember to...it shouldn't be a big problem...

After weighing the pros and cons, Gen Qianye said, "How do you feel now, Touma-san?"

"That little snack I just ate should be fine. My stomach doesn't hurt anymore."

"Is it okay to stand up and walk?"

Kazusa thought about her physical condition when she stood up and walked over, and nodded.

But her nodding action quickly stopped when she realized the deeper meaning in Yuan Qianye's words.

"You...are asking this..."

"Well, if you're okay, shall we go out for a walk together? We'll just follow the process you just described." Yuan Qianye picked up his phone and checked the time: "It's not even seven o'clock yet, so we still have time to go out."

Touma Yoko: [Please be sure to take Kazusa out for a walk! ]

Ok? !

Not only Touma Kazusa was stunned at this moment, but Gen Qianye was also stunned because of the message that popped up on his phone at this moment.

No! It's not a coincidence.

He immediately reacted and scanned the living room ceiling from a God's perspective, and sure enough, he found a camera in the ceiling light with complicated pendants!

Ah this...

How bored is this mother to be watching her daughter chatting with others from the other side of the ocean?

Oh, she is locked up in the hotel now and can't even go out...that's okay.

Hesha didn't notice Yuan Qianye's strange expression. She only felt her heart beating very fast in her chest: "But...but...you..."

After hesitating for a long time, he finally said the following words: "...Why did you say that suddenly?"

"Seeing you look so happy when you talked about that memory just now, I thought of recreating it again after two years. Of course, the premise is that your health has improved and there is really no problem for you to walk on your own."

"Why……"

"Ok?"

Kazusa mustered up the courage: "Why are you so nice to me?"

Yuan Qianye was amused by her: "Is it not good enough if others are nice to you? Do you want me to be cold to you or even scold you?"

Kazusa turned away and said, "That's not what I meant... I meant that no one would be nice to a stranger for no reason."

"This is the second time we've met, and we've been chatting for so long today, how come we're strangers now?"

"Aren't we... then we are..."

The courage to speak disappeared, and Kazusa's voice gradually became smaller.

Yuan Qianye looked into her timid and beautiful eyes and couldn't help laughing again. He finalized her decision: "Of course we are friends. At least I think so."

"Friends...are we friends now?"

"What else?" Yuan Qianye shrugged lightly. "I'm curious about the beautiful view from Tokyo Tower, and the beautiful buildings under the night lights on Tokyo Bay. If you want to go out, you need to change your clothes quickly. It's already seven o'clock."

"I... I'm fast!" Hesha jumped directly off the chair, and the small dress she was wearing fell directly to the ground. Her white and tender feet without slippers made a thumping sound on the floor, and then slowly walked away.

Pianists should pay attention to protecting their hands, but they should also pay attention to their feet. After all, they have to step on the piano pedals. Next time you see her like this, remind her that walking around barefoot is not a good habit.

Yuan Qianye was infected by Hesha's overflowing excitement, and he felt a little happier himself. There was indeed a bit of the cheerful atmosphere that should be in the festival.

He picked up the blanket with the warmth of the yarn and put it back on the sofa.

On the mobile phone, Touma Yoko sent several messages in succession during this period.

I'll arrange a restaurant for you. You can go directly to Tokyo Tower. Don't worry about the cost. Someone will call you and meet you there.

[That child never told me this before. Seriously, I haven't seen her so happy in a long time. Have fun tonight.]

[Oh, by the way, I didn't mean to peek at you. It's just that Hesha wasn't feeling well today, and I was really worried about her. Xiao Qianye, you're so sensible, you should understand a mother's care for her child...]

[If I remember correctly, Xiao Qianye, your family doesn't have a car yet, right? Go back and ask your parents what car brands they like...]

[Does your sister like limited edition bags...?]

「Oh, and I’ve never been that drunk before. I just thought it was cute when Kazusa looked after me after I got drunk...」

Aunt Yaozi, should I say you are really naughty?

And he is truly a world-class pianist, with such flexible fingers.

In less than a minute, a whole screen of words was typed out without any mistakes and sent to me.

Yuan Qianye remembered that he had just finished eating, so he took out a piece of chewing gum from his pocket and put it in his mouth.

----

Minato-ku, Tokyo.

The VIP room in a high-end custom kimono shop.

Yukino stared blankly at the Tokyo Tower not far away through the floor-to-ceiling window of the store.

It wasn't until her sister's sigh brought her back to her senses: "Ah, the streets are still very lively on Christmas Eve this year."

Yukino took the tea from her sister and thanked her.

Yang No sat beside her, looking at her sister blowing gently, and asked with a smile: "What's wrong? You look like you have something on your mind."

"It's not a worry, I just happen to be thinking about something."

"It's still the same thing."

“…” Yukino sipped her tea, not wanting to argue with her sister about this meaningless topic.

"You guys didn't get together at this time this year."

"Didn't Mom decide that we should come together today to order our kimonos?"

"If you really need to make arrangements for such a small matter, we can come another day."

"..."

"So, it's because someone else is busy, right?"

Yukino nodded, "Eriri is going to the party with her parents."

Yang Nai smiled and moved closer: "You know that's not what I want to hear. What about Xiao Qianye? Is he okay too?"

Yukino stood up and walked to the window, away from her sister, leaving her with her back, and shook her head slightly.

She didn't want to talk about this, especially with her sister. She had been teased so many times when she was a child that she had experience with it.

"Xue Nori, what a jerk! When she was little, she would cry and pull my clothes and say things like 'Sister, don't leave', but now her attitude towards me as her sister has become even colder." Yang Nori shrugged regretfully.

"Since you understand, you should reflect on the specific reasons why my attitude towards you has changed."

"Because I love you so deeply, I'm afraid of getting too close?"

"...I just realized that you have a talent for comedy, sister. You're very suitable for manzai."

"What are you two talking about?"

Mrs. Yukinoshita, who had met an acquaintance outside and chatted with them for a while, now returned to the VIP room.

Yang No shook her head slightly and smiled: "Yukino is suggesting that I consider becoming an entertainer in the future. I think that with my own conditions, I really have an advantage. I am considering it now."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Mrs. Yukinoshita stretched out her index finger and gently tapped her eldest daughter's head.

Ten minutes later, the waitress in the store knocked on the door and entered the room.

She is responsible for measuring the customer's body shape. After that, someone else will bring the kimono style pictures in the store for the customer to choose from, in order to confirm the specific material and style of the kimono the customer wants to order.

Mrs. Yukinoshita finished the test first, followed by Haruno, and finally Yukino.

When it was Yukino's turn, Mrs. Yukinoshita looked at the female clerk measuring her bra with a tape measure and came closer with concern.

"Mom..." Yukino seemed a little shy.

Mrs. Yukinoshita didn't say anything even though there were outsiders present.

After the waiter left, she spoke: "Yukino, didn't you eat well when you were abroad?"

Yang Nao was a sharp person. Her mother's actions just now and her words now made her understand: "What's going on? Has Yukino grown at all in this year?"

Yukino glared at her sister, her aggressiveness reaching its peak after a long time.

Mrs. Yukinoshita shook her head. "I can't say it's completely normal. Her height has grown normally, but her bust is exactly the same as when I ordered her kimono last year..."

"Mom!" Yukino's tone was clearly dissatisfied this time.

Yang Nai left her sister a last bit of dignity and turned around to prevent her from seeing the corners of her mouth that were curled up wildly, but her body was still shaking.

Mrs. Yukinoshita stopped talking: "Come to think of it, my friend once said that you ate very little when you lived with her. Being picky about food is not a good habit."

"I understand, Mom." Yukino's cheeks flushed.

The cuisine of Eagle Country can only be described as "hard to describe". It's not that she is picky about food, but the cuisine there really can't arouse her appetite.

But these explanations are unnecessary, she just wants to end this topic quickly.

Fortunately, the waiter who came with the sample menu knocked on the door and came in, resolving her embarrassment.

"Mom, after we finish here, let's go to Tokyo Tower for a stroll. We don't have anything to do later anyway." Yang No suggested casually when choosing the style of kimono.

Mrs. Yukinoshita nodded slightly in agreement.

…………