I save a pathological girl with a twisted love story.

“We did this on purpose to get other people’s attention. And then we’re being intimate here, wanting other people to notice.”

"But unfortunately, no one saw it, so your idea failed."

Kirishima Chiho's smile faded slightly, but then she smiled even more broadly.

She said, "Xia Wu, you always think the worst of girls. Aren't we lovers? Isn't it natural for lovers to do these things? Even more intimate and affectionate things are normal."

"It would be strange to get so angry over these things."

“Doing things like this from the very beginning doesn’t make you lovers,” Xia Wuzhao said casually.

Chiho Kirishima then asked, "So what should lovers do at the very beginning?"

"This is something you should think about yourself," Xia Wuzhao said calmly. "You're the one who said you wanted to make me happy in the way lovers do. If I can find that myself, what do I need you for?"

"Is that so?" Kirishima Chiho thought about it carefully. "Should we address each other by name first?"

Natsugiri Kai didn't answer, she just looked at Kirishima Chiho.

After a long while, Xia Wuzhao deliberately said, "If you don't know what happiness is, or how to achieve it, then how about ending the relationship? You're just using the relationship to do pointless things anyway."

He spoke fluently and concisely, yet Kirishima Chiho bit her lip.

At this moment, my heart couldn't help but beat faster.

"This is fear, an uncontrollable panic."

"If he makes a decision, he will definitely do it."

"The chance to end my life like this is gone forever."

"We absolutely cannot let Xia Wuzhao give up."

Kirishima Chiho grabbed Natsugiri Kai's sleeve and said with a smile, "Why are you in such a hurry? As the saying goes, the feelings between lovers are a beautiful flower that is cultivated under the watering of time."

"Ending a romantic relationship in such a short time is far too hasty."

"How about joining the literature club after school today?" Kirishima Chiho looked at Natsuki Kai with her crimson eyes. "That way, we'll spend more time together every day, and maybe I'll figure out how to make you happy as your lover."

Looking at Kirishima Chiho, Xia Wukai readily agreed: "If you think this method will work, then let's use it."

Kirishima Chiho finally breathed a sigh of relief, her heart, which had been pounding like a deer's, finally calming down. She took a deep breath, feeling her body become incredibly heavy.

The pressure made her hands and feet feel numb.

Once again, she truly felt the evidence of her existence in this world.

“However, I hate trouble.” Xia Wuzhao said.

Chiho Kirishima said, "I'm the only one in the literary club, so there won't be any trouble."

"Is that so?" Xia Wuzhao said, "Then let's leave it at that."

After saying that, Xia Wuzhao prepared to return to her classroom.

As Kirishima Chiho watched Natsugiri Kai's retreating figure, she suddenly realized that something was amiss.

"My carefully prepared excuse was exposed. My hastily made excuse was accepted by Xia Wuzhao. He agreed too easily."

"So, is there a problem with the club activities?"

The girl pondered, but couldn't figure out what kind of problem the club activities were.

Looking out at the vast blue sky, it was dazzlingly wide.

It even gives people the illusion that they have left the ground and are about to fly.

You can shift your gaze from the blue sky to the corridor, but then you feel that everything around you is too dark.

She walked silently into the classroom and saw that many people were looking at her.

Kirishima Chiho smiled gently at them, seemingly no different from the previous class monitor.

However, several sharp-eyed girls noticed that Kirishima Chiho's lipstick seemed to have faded a bit.

They looked at each other, as if everything was understood without words.

"Asahi-kun, what clubs do you join?"

Kirishima Chiho asked in a soft, gentle voice.

"No," Aoi Asahi said. "Besides, I don't plan to join any clubs. I'll be working at the library after school."

Kirishima Chiho originally wanted to bring Asahi Aoi along to prevent any unexpected incidents.

But Aoi refused cleanly and decisively.

Chapter 111 Dazzling, Shining Skeleton [2/3]

After dropping her daughter off at school, Yoshiko immediately went home to change her clothes.

Because she was attending a party, she specially wore an expensive evening gown and carried an expensive luxury handbag.

She deliberately chose those eye-catching and expensive pieces of jewelry and picked out a pair of stiletto heels.

She kept urging the driver to hurry up the whole way, because she absolutely couldn't be late.

Even with repeated urging, the driver only increased the speed slightly.

The driver said, "Madam, this is already the fastest speed we can go. Any faster and it won't be safe."

Yoshiko's face twitched, and she could only manage a weak smile: "I'm going to be late."

The driver could only increase the speed slightly.

Yoshiko kept looking at her phone, staring at the time ticking away.

As time went by, the fluctuating numbers made Yoshiko anxious.

She turned off her phone screen: "I'll talk to Min-fu about this."

The driver did not answer, but continued to maintain a safe speed.

Seeing this, Yoshiko had no choice but to start contacting other people on her phone.

—I'm so sorry, I might be a little late.

But after waiting for a long time, the message I sent was still unread.

When they finally arrived at the agreed place, Yoshiko discovered that it was at the foot of a mountain.

She asked, "Where is the location?"

“Yes, madam,” the driver replied. “The location is indeed here. It’s the location of some buildings in Second New Tokyo. Although it sounds like it’s in the plains, it’s actually at the border of the mountainous and plains areas.”

"This is because it inherited the name of Tokyo, which is generally known to wealthy women."

Yoshiko said, "Why didn't you remind me?"

After a moment of silence, the driver said, "I thought you knew."

Yoshiko was trembling with anger. She said to the driver, "I'll tell Toshio. You'd better prepare to resign tonight."

As she spoke, she walked up the mountain in her high heels.

The mountain isn't high; it only requires climbing about a hundred steps.

Yoshiko was wearing high heels, and just walking up them made her sweat.

She found a place, wiped away her sweat, and touched up her makeup.

Only after being guided by a monk did they arrive at a tea room.

The monk opened the door, and Yoshiko took a deep breath, adjusting her expression.

She didn't want others to look down on her, so she put on a big smile.

But just one glance was enough to chill her to the bone.

"Oh, is that Yoshiko?"

Inside sat three women, all dressed in elegant kimonos, each holding a teacup with poise.

The woman who spoke first looked very surprised and said, "Mrs. Kirishima, you're dressed so beautifully."

Yoshiko reluctantly replied, "No, it's you, Shimomura Mama, who are dressed the most beautifully."

"Really?" Shimomura's mother looked at Yoshiko and said, "Oh, these are just old clothes. They were worn by the child's grandmother. They're not pretty at all. They're all antiques. It's just that the family talks about inheritance and other things that I don't understand."

“Yes, yes,” Zuo Song’s mother replied with a smile.

All three women were laughing.

Yoshiko felt as if her skin had been peeled away layer by layer.

She reluctantly replied, "Me too, I have one. It's just that I didn't wear it today."

"Don't just stand there, come in quickly." The village mother waved for Yoshiko to come in.

Everyone was kneeling, but Yoshiko's clothes were thin and heavily decorated.

Kneeling on the tatami, the tiny decorations on her clothes immediately sank into her flesh.

Her lips twitched.

Shimomura's mother said to Yoshiko, "This isn't comfortable, is it? Hey, why don't you change your position? You don't have to kneel."

Yoshiko smiled and shook her head: "That's fine."

Shimomura's mother chuckled softly, then said to Sasumatsu's mother, "Really, didn't I already tell you to inform Kirishima's mother?"

Mrs. Sasumatsu smiled and said, "I'm so sorry, Mrs. Kirishima. I thought you knew about this place, since it's quite famous. Everyone wears a kimono when they come here."

Yoshiko gripped her clothes tightly with her fingers, then forced herself to loosen them.

She emphasized again, "I just went to drop my daughter off, that's why I didn't change my clothes."

The three women laughed again, and Zuo Song's mother called to the monk, "Bring Kirishima's mother a cup of tea."

After the monks served tea...

Shimomura's mother said, "Kirishima's mother, please try it. The tea here has a special history. It's very difficult for ordinary people to drink it. Even if you can buy the tea leaves, you don't have the skill to refine it. Besides, you have to enjoy the tea while looking at the scenery outside."

The side of the tea room has no walls, but is empty, allowing people inside to have a direct view of the outside scenery.

Outside are green forests, rocks, streams, and moss.

Yoshiko found it extremely boring, but she still praised it, saying, "It's really good."

I took a sip of tea and found it both bitter and astringent.

She laughed, "It tastes absolutely wonderful, it's like life itself."

The other three mothers couldn't help but laugh when they saw this, saying, "Then let's have another drink."

As he spoke, he asked the monk to pour tea again.

Yoshiko handed it to the monk.

The three mothers smiled and each took a small sip of their tea.

They drank slowly, with a certain order and rhythm.

Compared to them, Yoshiko seemed like a vulgar and lowly person.

After drinking the tea, the three mothers put the teacups aside.

They didn't finish it all at once, but only took a small sip.

It made Yoshiko's cheeks burn.

Then, the three mothers started discussing flower arranging, commenting on recent renowned flower arranging masters. They talked about how many years their traditions had been passed down, and what was good about each type of flower arrangement.

Yoshiko felt a buzzing in her ears and couldn't hear what they were saying.

"Kirishima's mother, what do you think?"

Zuo Song's mother looked at Jiazi and asked her gently.

"Ah, I think it's great," Yoshiko said hastily.

The mothers laughed again, and finally the mother from Shimomura said, "Kirishima's mother, we were talking about which famous flower arranger you think is good."

Yoshiko's face turned bright red, and she took a deep breath.

She smiled and said, "I haven't thought about flower arranging lately. I'm thinking about my daughter's education."

"Min-fu always says not to put too much pressure on our daughter. But how can she become excellent without pressure? Just like a diamond, how can it become a diamond without pressure?"