Crossing over, and then being blocked by a rich JK

Chapter 278 Her Proposal [2K4]

At the same time, in the living room of the Hayakawa family.

"Didn't I tell you not to force yourself?"

Sitting on the sofa, Naoko Hayakawa looked at her daughter beside her and started nagging unconsciously.

Compared to her daughter's vitality when she left, little Yuki now looked like a flower in the hot summer, completely wilted and in poor spirits visibly visible to the naked eye.

"I didn't force myself."

Yuki Hayakawa weakly defended herself.

She had indeed overestimated her body, which had just recovered. After a day of classes, her spirit became even more depressed.

Under normal circumstances, she would probably still be practicing the piano right now.

Of course, from another perspective, she does seem to be exaggerating on a daily basis.

While balancing my studies, I also have to practice music intensively every day.

"Should I go get a mirror? I'll let you look at your own face and say this."

Naoko Hayakawa glared at her precious daughter.

Why didn't Yuki inherit any good qualities from her? She did learn to be tough.

"That's not necessary."

Yuki Hayakawa looked away awkwardly.

"Anyway, I will ask for leave for you tomorrow." Naoko Hayakawa paused, her eyes showing a hint of unwillingness to refuse. "Rest well and take care of your body. After you recover, I will selectively add some daily exercises for you."

Although Yuki may not become a singer in the future and there is no need for her to follow the singer's daily training, regular exercise is still necessary.

When she was Yuki's age, she rarely caught a cold. Even if she did, she would be full of energy again the next day.

"what?"

Yuki Hayakawa had a bitter face and there was a hint of pleading in her eyes.

She could accept being asked to rest, and she knew that she really needed rest, but she really didn't like exercising.

"What? Your body is too weak. You should have started exercising long ago." Naoko Hayakawa pursed her lips. "Let's not even talk about being a singer. Even if you're doing an ordinary job, you should have a good body.

"Before mom gave birth to you, she had a vest line."

Although she still has it now, because of giving birth to Yuki, the lines are far less comfortable to look at than before.

"..."

Hearing this, Yuki Hayakawa fell silent.

It seems that she really doesn't have such a thing as a six-pack.

Although her body fat percentage is high enough to give her abs, she does not have any body lines.

If she remembered correctly, it required special training.

"Besides, that girl named Hamabe has a nice figure, right?"

Naoko Hayakawa mentioned this with a hint of meaning.

What can boost a girl's fighting spirit is not only the person she likes, but also the love rival she wants to defeat.

"Yes."

Yuki Hayakawa nodded.

She had seen Ryoko's figure during the school trip.

Compared to the traditional figure of a young lady in seclusion, Ryoko's figure is obviously much more energetic. It is the kind of figure that you can tell at a glance that she exercises regularly and has a lot of sexual tension.

This was also the point at which she secretly felt inferior.

In this regard, she is indeed no match for Ryoko.

"Besides, You, you showed me his photo before. He has an extraordinary figure, right?"

Hayakawa Naoko raised her eyebrows.

"Yes."

Yuki Hayakawa pursed her lips.

Yuu has a pretty good figure.

During the school trip before, from what she saw, many girls were talking about his figure.

There are many comments like “I want to touch his abdominal muscles” and “I want to touch his pectoral muscles”.

Many people left photos either generously or secretly.

"So, do you still have questions?"

Naoko Hayakawa looked at her daughter.

A healthy body is more attractive than a sick one. This is not only in terms of feeling, but also in terms of temperament from the inside out.

"Nothing."

Yuki Hayakawa shook her head.

"Then it's settled!"

Naoko Hayakawa did not give her a chance to regret and said this directly.

"……Oh."

Although she was still a little reluctant, Yuki Hayakawa nodded and agreed.

If exercise really has an effect, she can grit her teeth and accept it.

"By the way, how is the relationship between you and him going?"

Naoko Hayakawa changed the subject. She had mixed feelings about this issue.

If possible, she hopes that the progress of the two of them can be maintained at a stage that is neither too close nor too far.

"It's a little closer than before, but that's all."

Yuki Hayakawa thought about it and selectively told part of the truth.

She knew very well that given her mother's personality, if she knew the choice she had made, she would probably let her drop out of school and take her to another school, or even do something more extreme, send her abroad.

"Then... let's do it."

Naoko Hayakawa originally wanted to ask another question, but when the words came to her lips, she swallowed them back.

Ask fewer questions and you will feel happier.

Not to mention that high school only lasts for two years, so it’s not a bad thing to continue taking it slow like this.

Maybe Yuki would get tired of it during this slow process? Maybe her extra affection would disappear?

Although the possibility is small, it is not impossible.

Is not it?
*
The next day, outside Naha Airport.

"Have you finished bringing your stuff?"

Genichiro Watanabe looked at his wife sitting in the passenger seat, his eyes showing a bit of complexity.

When I was young, I always felt that it was a very comfortable thing for my wife to bring her son back to her parents' home. After all, she could enjoy the hard-earned freedom.

But as time goes by, this feeling of pleasure gradually disappears.

Instead, the words he said would make him feel embarrassed and reluctant.

Even though he knew that his wife had only been there for a while to see how their son was doing, he still felt like a part of his life had been taken away.

"I've finished it."

Watanabe Akie nodded and unbuckled her seat belt with a click.

There are 20 minutes left before ticket checking begins.

If she goes in at this time, she doesn't need to wait, she can just go directly to the security check and queue up.

"You... I, well, anyway, have a good trip."

Watanabe Genichirō withdrew his gaze and squeezed the steering wheel unconsciously with his hands.

He originally wanted to ask, how long did it take you to come back?

But if he asked at this time, it would be somewhat embarrassing, and it would not fit his tough guy image. But if he didn't ask, he would...

"I'll be back by mid-March at the latest."

Having lived with her husband for so many years, how could Watanabe Akie not understand what her husband meant.

She shook her head and said this with a smile.

Although his behavior seemed a bit childish, for some reason, she was quite happy.

So, she looked at him like this.

"You know, I don't actually...well, I do."

Under the gaze of his wife, Genichiro Watanabe chose to surrender.

He originally wanted to make some excuses, but it was obvious that all his stubbornness would melt away under his wife's gaze, no matter in the past or now.

"Don't worry, I just went to see how You is doing in Tokyo. It's not like I won't be back."

Watanabe Akie raised her hand, hesitated for a moment, and placed it on the back of her husband's hand. After patting it gently, she opened the car door and got out.

"Can you please not leave?"

Just as she was about to close the door, he suddenly uttered these words that were quite movie-like.

It’s a pity that this world doesn’t have that classic movie, so naturally there will be no follow-up conversation.

"I told you, I'm just going to see my son, be good."

Watanabe Akiie said this as if she was coaxing a child.

then.

She closed the door, opened the back door, and unscrewed the suitcase from the seat.

"……All right."

"Then I'll leave?"

After closing the back door, she came to the passenger window again.

"Ah."

Watanabe Genichirō nodded.