In the service department, two people who hadn't seen each other for a long time were brewing tea around the stove. A set of tea utensils was placed on the patchwork table. A pot of fragrant black tea was slowly brewed by Yukino's hands and gently poured into their respective cups. They drank it in one gulp. The fragrance was rich, sweet, mellow, and refreshing, making both of them sigh in comfort.
"Yukinoshita-san, your tea-making skills are as excellent as ever." Ryo Asakura savored the aroma of tea lingering in his mouth, looking at the girl who was making tea elegantly with a look of slight admiration. Her every move revealed the temperament of a lady from a noble family, making one sigh at her natural beauty.
"If you enjoy it, please come to the clubroom more often, and I will treat you well." A bead of sweat trickled down Yukino's forehead, and a few strands of damp black hair clung to her slightly flushed skin. Far from appearing messy or sticky, it added a touch of gentleness and softness that wasn't usually there, making one want to reach out and stroke her cheek.
"I'm truly flattered. I didn't expect that the usually cold Yukinoshita-san would have such a side." He was a little surprised by Yukino's changed demeanor. She was less aggressive and more like a gentle wife in the style of Yamato Nadeshiko.
"Asakura-kun, haven't you heard the ancient Chinese saying, 'A man should be looked at with new eyes after three days of absence'? You also helped me solve a... um... a problem that bothered me a little. It's only right that I should be more friendly to you. Besides, aren't we friends?" She rolled her eyes at Asakura in mock dissatisfaction, and the slightly upturned corners of her eyes revealed an unspoken charm. The girl's delicate and sweet allure became the center of the world, making it impossible to look away.
"Sorry, I underestimated Yukinoshita-san. It seems that I will soon be able to complete Mr. Hiratsuka's commission." Ryo Asakura apologized in a relaxed mood. The momentary charm quickly faded, and he continued to leisurely sip the black tea brewed by the beautiful girl.
"Speaking of this, I also promised Mr. Hiratsuka to reform Asakura-kun. It seems that you can't escape from my grasp for the time being." The girl gently covered the corners of her mouth that involuntarily curved into an extremely sweet smile. The boy looked at her with a wry face and a hint of flattery, trying to find a way out.
"Hey, Yukinoshita-san, isn't this transformation really necessary?"
"That's not up to Asakura-kun. I'm Yukinoshita, who always keeps her word. The Golden Week holiday is coming up, so I'll take this opportunity to invite Asakura-kun to visit my hometown in Chiba as part of the transformation, and also to thank you." Yukino cunningly set a trap, intending to launch the final battle in her hometown in Chiba. She was ready to bet everything she had, and if she succeeded, she would become an adult.
"Isn't this too much of a bother? I want to stay home during this rare vacation." Ryo Asakura lay weakly on the table in resistance, like a dried salted fish. Yukino cutely made a finger-crossed gesture to show that he couldn't refuse. Her shining eyes overflowed with a bright smile, and the whole activity room seemed to be lit up by spring.
"Come to my house for dinner today. I will cook for you personally to reward our Mr. Hero."
"Okay, okay." Since the trip to Chiba had already been agreed upon, Ryo Asakura was too lazy to refuse the small dinner invitation. It happened that his finances were tight recently, and it could also ease some pressure on his own coffers. Is this considered another kind of freeloading? The boy couldn't help but fall into deep thought. The light of the setting sun shone on his body, as if he was covered with a layer of golden light. The girl was fascinated by him.
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In Yukino's apartment, Yukino, wearing a pink apron, was preparing dinner, while Ryo Asakura idly watched TV in the living room, waiting for the meal to start. He had offered to help in the kitchen, but Yukino had playfully pushed him out, muttering,
"This is a girls' area, Asakura-kun. Just sit back and look forward to my cooking." He didn't know whether to laugh or cry. With his cooking skills, he was no less capable than those so-called chefs. The girl's behavior was a bit like showing off one's sword in front of Guan Gong, but it was a welcome arrangement as it allowed him to be lazy and conserve energy.
Yukino's busy figure in the kitchen was like a moving painting. She wore a pink apron, and her long hair was loosely tied into a ponytail, revealing her fair neck and delicate collarbone. She was skilled and fluid in chopping vegetables and stir-frying. Every movement revealed the unique charm of a domestic woman. Her gentle temperament and smile permeated the kitchen and then drifted out into the living room along with the aroma of the dishes.
Her apron swayed gently as she walked over with the dishes, adding a touch of lively beauty. A faint smile played on the corners of her mouth, as if she was full of confidence in her cooking skills. After arranging the dishes, she asked them to wash their hands and eat.
"Asakura-kun, come wash your hands and eat."
"Okay." Perhaps because he had beaten up Tanaka, he had consumed too much energy. Ryo Asakura, who was already starving, immediately took his seat and prepared to eat. He picked up the chopsticks and took a bite of the delicious stir-fried meat, savoring it. The meat was tender and juicy, savory but not greasy, and fragrant and delicious. Paired with a mouthful of fragrant white rice, it seemed as if his entire palate was conquered.
"Yukinoshita-san, you're the best cook I've ever seen!" In truth, he hadn't eaten many meals cooked by girls. Mrs. Kotonoha Katsura was one, but she was considered family and couldn't be compared to Yukino in this context.
"Oh, it's an honor. If you like it, please eat more." Yukino blushed as she picked up a few dishes and placed portions in his bowl. Looking at Ryo Asakura, who was eating voraciously due to hunger, she couldn't help but display a happy and gentle smile.
"Yeah, Yukinoshita-san will definitely make a good wife."
"Indeed. I just don't know which lucky bastard will get the advantage, right, Asakura-kun?"
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After the meal, the two decided to divide the chores. Ryo Asakura helped clean up the dishes in the kitchen, while Yukino went to the bathroom to take a shower and then came out to make tea as a post-meal refreshment. When they gathered in the living room again, Yukino had already prepared the tea and was waiting for him. The two sat comfortably, sipping tea and enjoying the hard-earned peace.
After drinking a pot of black tea, Ryo Asakura looked at the time and, realizing it was getting late, planned to say goodbye and go home. Although reluctance flickered in Yukino's eyes, she still insisted on seeing him off downstairs.
Maybe it was because she had been sitting cross-legged for too long, hindering blood circulation and causing a lack of oxygen to the brain. When the girl stood up, she felt dizzy and almost fell to the ground. Ryo Asakura quickly hugged her to prevent her fall, and his eyes caught sight of her smooth jade thighs and round, perky buttocks.
Countless electric currents, like tickling her heart, instantly spread throughout her body, draining all her strength. A pool of moisture slowly seeped out from beneath her spasming skin, and a unique scent lingered in the air.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to." Ryo Asakura apologized nervously and was about to pull his hand away when it was held down by a pair of slender arms. He heard intermittent words in his ears.
"No...don't...leave. Let...me...feel it for a while...wu~wu~."
Love is under the heavy rain; it is you, me, and maybe him.
No one is willing to give up, but you have to be brave enough to let go.
Don't be afraid of the heavy rain anymore; have you forgotten?
What we said during those days was that we should be happy no matter what.
The breeze and the bright moon are priceless; the nearby water and the distant mountains are all affectionate. The evening breeze tonight is so noisy.