I, who tortured the readers, was knocked to the ground by them!

Chapter 150 Are you hiding something from me?
"So, this apartment is like this. It has good privacy, but the price is a bit high."

The real estate agent opened the door of the apartment with an extremely kind smile and introduced the house to Mizuno Yuki and Sakurai Itsuki behind him.

"I think the area is quite large, and it even comes with a terrace. With a little decoration, it will look very cozy. It's very suitable for a young couple like you to live together."

"Young couple?" Sakurai Itsuki was listening to his agent's introduction, and suddenly realized something was wrong.

"Huh?" The agent was stunned when he heard Sakurai Itsuki's question.

Then both of them couldn't help but look at Mizuno Yuki who had walked to the terrace to watch.

Obviously, the cause of the misunderstanding was obviously hers.

Mizuno Yuki turned around and explained with a smile: "It's not about getting married, I just said I hope to find a house where my dear and I can live together."

"Oh, oh." The real estate agent was confused, but nodded.

"I never said I wanted to move in with you." Sakurai Itsuki quickly made his attitude clear.

He is quite satisfied with his current living conditions, both the housing environment and the blond roommate.

Facing Sakurai Itsuki's decisive rejection, Mizuno Yuki still smiled: "Haha, you also know that the darling I'm talking about is you! Isn't this just preparing for a rainy day? Opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared!"

"It's amazing that you can always say such bold words." Sakurai Itsuki sighed.

Mizuno Yuki did not respond to Sakurai Itsuki's sigh, but just chuckled.

The reason why I am bold is because I have lost before.

You can't go down the same path a second time.

She realized deeply what her life was like without him.

"Well, Ashu, do you think this bed is a little small? I think we should change it to a bigger double bed?" Mizuno Yuki asked, a question that made Sakurai Ashu a little unsure how to answer.

England, at night.

Sato Wakaba hummed a little tune, checked her luggage one last time, picked up her suitcase, and pushed open the door of her bedroom.

"Don't leave anything behind. Take good care of yourself in Tokyo. If anyone bullies you, please contact us immediately."

Sato's father leaned against the door, looking at his daughter who was packing her luggage, and gave her instructions reluctantly.

"Hey, it's really rare for my dad to nag like this on his own initiative. I thought my talkativeness came from my mom."

Sato Wakaba tilted her head and looked at the somewhat old-fashioned uncle from Tokyo.

In my memory, he always spoke very little.

"I'm just giving you a little reminder. After all, you're alone in Tokyo now."

Sato's father has the unique insincerity of middle-aged Asian men.

"Don't worry, who said your daughter is alone in Tokyo? Now your daughter has someone to take care of her."

Sato's mother held Sato Wakaba's sleepy sister in her arms and ruthlessly stabbed her old father in the chest.

"I'm just worried about him. Are you in such a hurry to go back to Tokyo?"

An indescribable complex emotion surged in Sato's father's heart.

In his mind, the beloved daughter who always followed him and called him daddy when she was a child is now impatiently packing her luggage overnight to leave him and rush to be with another man.

"He won't bully me, you should be worried about whether I will bully him! Don't worry! If you miss me, we can still video chat!"

Sato Wakaba smiled, turned around and hugged her father who was now full of resentment towards Sakurai Itsuki, and comforted him.

"That's right, you're a grown man, but you're still so reluctant. Ruoye is already eighteen years old." Sato's mother looked at her husband with disdain. "In two years, you should be back with your grandchild."

"Mom, what are you talking about? Having a baby is too far away!" Sato Wakaba muttered with a slightly blushing face.

"The British are like this. They have no sense of reserve and subtlety at all. They are all fake gentlemen and ladies." Sato's father, who was full of resentment at the moment, was secretly mocking his wife.

"Heh, didn't you complain about Mr. Funo yesterday, saying he was a bastard who didn't understand what modesty was? He should be an orthodox Japanese, right?" Sato's mother retorted.

"He is a bastard, he is not Japanese." Sato's father violently stripped his friend of his citizenship.

When Sato Wakaba wanted to stay in Tokyo, that bastard Funo said that he happened to have a vacant house that he could rent to them at a low price.

Sato's father thought he had gotten a great bargain.

Later, Fu Ye said that a relative's child was also going to move in and rent the space on the second floor, but he didn't think much of it at the time.

After all, the two of them lived in different buildings, and the phrase "children of acquaintances" made him, who still treated them as children, never expect such a plot development.

But now, when he realized it, he had even lost his daughter.

"Oh, come to think of it, Mr. Funo hasn't contacted me for a long time. Did he change his phone number?" asked Sato Wakaba.

Because the rent of the house was paid by her father, she and Ashu handled the minor matters in the house themselves.

Ever since Sakurai Itsuki moved in, Sato Wakaba hasn't contacted Mr. Funo in the past six months.

"Well, it seems he changed his contact information. Didn't he tell you? That lazy guy is just unreliable."

Sato's father was worried that whenever he verbally attacked Sakurai Itsuki, his daughter would speak up for him.

Therefore, he could only blame the problem on his unreliable friend.

"Hey, can you give me Mr. Fuye's contact information? I have something I want to ask him."

Sato Wakaba has always been curious about some things, but she didn't think it necessary to contact anyone specifically for this purpose before.

But since Ashu said that it’s okay for girls to be a little scheming, then let’s go a little too far.

"Is it about the house? If you're not satisfied, you can get another one. It doesn't matter if the rent is a little higher." Sato's father suddenly felt a sense of anticipation. Although he didn't object to his daughter dating, he still felt a little uncomfortable about living together so early.

"That's enough. Ruoye must be asking about him, Ashu." Sato's mother rolled her eyes at her husband.

"Hehe." Sato Wakaba just smiled at this, but this made the old father's heart completely broken.

Ashu rarely talked about things at home. Even though New Year was a rare holiday, he did not go home.

When I asked him about it before, he didn't say it directly, but just laughed it off.

It turns out that he cares a lot.

Sato Wakaba has a romantic idea in her mind, that is, once two people really start dating, they should get married together.

If, just if, I am really ready to be with him one day.

If you want to get married, you should get in touch with Ashu's family.

If she gets married one day, she still wants to work hard to become the kind of bride that both families on both sides will be satisfied with.

Of course, it is still a long time before that day, a long way off!

But it’s always good to know a little bit first!

Thinking of the other two equally beautiful girls, Sato Wakaba still felt a sense of crisis.

This might be the key point.

"Sister, are we leaving? Are you going to see my brother-in-law?" Sato's younger sister said sleepily in her mother's arms.

"He's not your brother-in-law! Mom too, stop teaching your sister weird things. Just call him brother." Sato Wakaba rubbed her sister's face and said.

"Sister is pretty, brother is pretty too, I want to meet him too." Sato's sister had only seen photos of Sakurai Itsuki, but children's preferences are simple.

Because Sakurai Itsuki looked very handsome in the photo, she also had a good impression of him.

"There will be a chance later. It's getting late. Bye for now! Don't see me off. Go to sleep."

Sato Wakaba turned around and waved goodbye to her family, then dragged her suitcase out of the house with her family seeing her off, and got into the online taxi she had arranged beforehand.

Sitting in the taxi, she breathed a sigh of relief.

She is more accustomed to life in Tokyo than in the UK.

"Ashu, what are you doing now? Forget it, let's not disturb him. Otherwise, he will be on guard and it won't be a surprise anymore."

Sato Wakaba said this, turned around and played with her phone, browsing videos and updates.

As she was scrolling, suddenly a piece of news made her frown.

Yukiko: [To my dear fans and friends, I hope everyone had a wonderful New Year. Did you receive any surprises? I bet you did! Even if not, it’s okay, there might be a surprise tomorrow!]

Surprise? Besides releasing the "Your Lie in April" video, does Yukiko have any other projects coming up? I haven't heard of them.

Shouldn't she be busy preparing for the exam in Osaka?

Click on the dynamic.

[That's probably what I'm saying. Yukiko is the mystery guest for tomorrow's performance, right?]

"Ah, yeah! I heard the host's leak, and it totally matches up! If I had known, I would have bought a ticket for the show!"

[Wait, I saw a girl who looked exactly like Yukiko today at the Shinkansen station between Osaka and Tokyo. Now it seems like she might be real!]

Sato Wakaba's good mood ended as soon as she saw this update.

She remembered that Ashu said today that he was going out after hanging up the phone with her, right?

It can't be. It doesn't have to be that case. That guy must be going to pick her up!
Sato Wakaba quickly pulled out her phone and sent a message to the guy with the tag "Asshole Ashu": [Ashu, are you home yet? Are you still out there?]

Bastard Ashu: [Not yet.]

Sato Wakaba: [What's going on? What's taking so long?]

Asshole Ashu: [It's nothing serious. It's this late, shouldn't you be asleep?]

Sato Wakaba: [Oh, are you trying to hide something from me?]

Asshole Ashu: [It’s nothing, just eating out. You’re not home, so I have no choice but to eat out. I’ll be back soon.]

Sato Wakaba glanced at the time of the show and asked, "Are you going out tomorrow too?"

Asshole Shu: [Of course, didn’t you also say takeout is unhealthy? ]

Sato Wakaba: [Is that so? That's great. I'm fine now. I just couldn't sleep so I wanted to talk to you. I'm sleepy now, so just do what you need to do.]

Then he sent a smiling emoticon.

Sakurai Itsuki, who was eating at the moment, looked at the message and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Why does it feel weird?

"Whose news is this?" Yuki Mizuno, who was sitting at the opposite table, asked with her head tilted.

"Nothing." Sakurai Itsuki replied.

But, it's nothing to him.

Both Mizuno Yuki and Sato Wakaba obviously felt that something was wrong.

(End of this chapter)