My childhood sweetheart is Nishimiya Glass

Chapter 307 Holiday Countdown

A cool breeze suddenly swept across the back of Tsuna's neck. He turned around and found Shoko staring blankly at a spot in the night sky where a half-burnt silver wire remained.

For the next few days, Ayumi Ajitani appeared at Shoko's doorstep every night without fail.

Aside from being a little nervous when facing Yaeko Nishimiya, he quickly became friends with Yuzuru Nishimiya.

Yuzuru Nishimiya also learned the purpose of the other party's daily visits, but since she wasn't particularly interested in light novels, she didn't pay much attention to it.

Rather than staying home reading novels and comics as soon as she gets home from school, she prefers to take Hachiko out to play with her friends.

"Glass sauce..."

"What's wrong?" Shoko stopped what she was doing and looked at the limp, sprawling creature lying on her bed with a puzzled expression.

"You mean..." Ayumi Ajitani hesitated for a long time before finally asking the question that had been bothering her, "What will happen to the female lead 'Hino Maori' in the future?"

Shoko shrugged helplessly: "Ayumi-chan, don't even think about getting any spoilers from me. I haven't even read this book since Tsuna finished writing it."

In fact, she hadn't read it, but she had heard Tsuna tell the story before, though it was definitely a depressing one.

"What?! You haven't seen it yet?"

Shoko didn't understand the surprise in Ayumi Ajitani's eyes:
"I always wait until the release date to read it, except for 'Anohana', because that's Tsuna's first book, and I was the first one to read it."

The last sentence also carried a subtle sense of pride.

Ayumi Azurani rolled over and continued to press, "Then why don't you try to find out how you draw all those character illustrations?"

"If you have any questions about the characters, just ask Tsuna. No one knows the characters in his books better than him."

After saying that, Shoko put down the stylus in her hand, stretched lazily, and let out a comfortable groan.

Ayumi Ajitani muttered to herself, "That makes sense..."

His gaze was fixed on Shoko's figure as she stretched, and his hands unconsciously touched her own. Words of envy stuck in his throat, and he grabbed the papaya milk from the table next to him and drank it all in one gulp.

"Ayumi-chan, drink slowly, don't choke. There's plenty of papaya milk."

"..."

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

"Miyamura, you bastard!!"

"My 'Toru-kun'...!!"

Seeing her with snot and tears streaming down her face, Shoko tried to comfort her with a few words, but to no avail. She could only silently hand her tissues.

“How…how could he…” she sobbed, “How could he…do this? Is it really that hard to write a pure love story with a happy ending?”

After saying that, she tried to snuggle into Shoko's arms, but Shoko pushed her away with a hint of disgust...

"Ayumi-chan, could you wipe your nose first...?" Shoko said tactfully, while also handing her a tissue.

Ayumi Azurani took the tissue and blew her eyes out with a wet, squelching sound. "No, I have to beat him up, otherwise I won't be able to swallow this."

She was about to get up when Shoko quickly grabbed her waist and said helplessly, "Ayumi-chan, don't be impulsive."

"How about this... how about this, when I see Tsuna tomorrow, I'll beat him up for you, okay?"

Ayumi sat down again, sobbing, and held up her little finger, "Let's pinky swear... When you hit him, remember to hit him a couple more times."

Looking at her tear-streaked face, Shoko nodded repeatedly, assuring her, "No problem, no problem."

As for hitting Tsuna a couple more times? I promise I'll forget about it afterward; I'll just do a token punch then...

This time, because Shoko was there to comfort her, Ayumi cried even harder than before. Yaeko Nishimiya even knocked on the door to check on her, but left after hearing Shoko say everything was alright. Finally, Ayumi called her family and stayed overnight at Shoko's house.

The next day, after Ayumi left, Shoko immediately went to the Miyamura house. As soon as they met, she gave him a light punch to express her dissatisfaction from the previous night.

A few days later, his phone was bombarded with messages from Nishikata, mostly complaints about the ending of 'Anohana'.

The clever Tsuna glanced at it, replied with "read," and then ignored it. However, for the next few hours, his phone kept vibrating.

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"Tsuna, we're having a get-together at the sushi restaurant where Nishikata works part-time tomorrow. Where do you think we should go after we eat?"

Shoko lay on someone's soft bed, her little feet swaying up and down, patting the mattress, and asked casually.

"Um……"

Tsuna leaned back in his chair, his gaze following Shoko's movements up and down: "I'm fine with anything, it's up to you guys."

Thinking about the start of school in a week, he really couldn't muster much interest. Coupled with the recent high temperatures, he still felt that staying at home was the best option, but he didn't want to disappoint his classmate, Shoko.

"Let's see what Takagi-chan and the others say then." Shoko rolled over, smiling at him. "If they haven't decided either, how about we just go home?"

"Uh-huh."

The next day, the high temperature distorted the space, and things in the distance looked shaky.

"Jingle Bell……"

Gang pushed open the wooden sliding door, and the ceramic wind chimes hanging on the door frame made a muffled sound. The cool air from the air conditioner, mixed with the salty smell of seaweed, instantly took away the summer heat from the group.

The group instantly noticed that Nishikata was standing behind the L-shaped bar, deftly scraping the blood from the tuna on the translucent cutting board with a bamboo stick, and they all tacitly refrained from making a sound to disturb him.

Warm yellow spotlights hung overhead, and bamboo chopstick rests were placed in front of the six seats. The edges of the mustard jars still had faint green stains that hadn't been wiped clean.

"welcome……"

The bartender at the Tsuna Asaki bar nodded politely: "Five people, we have a reservation."

The staff then led the group to the six-person table they had reserved the day before. Tsuna took two menus and handed them to Shoko next to him and Takagi across from him.

"you--"

"Miss Misatsu, these are my friends, I'll take care of them." At this moment, Nishikata, dressed in the uniform of a kitchen helper at a sushi restaurant, appeared behind the waiter, interrupting the question Tsuna was about to ask.

"Besides, I've already asked Matsumoto-san for leave, so don't worry."

"Okay, thank you for your help." With that, the waiter turned and left.

Nishikata skillfully pulled a notebook and pen from his apron pocket, a smile playing on his lips: "What would you like to order, gentlemen?"

"The sushi set meal is free, thank you," Ayumi Ajitani said without any hesitation, raising her hand.

"..." Nishikata's lips curled down slightly.

"Ayumi-chan, that went too far." Takagi pulled her hand down and looked at Nishikata: "We're here to cause trouble."

“That’s right, that’s right.” Shoko nodded in agreement.

"..." Nishikata's expression had completely crumbled.

"Nishikata, just do as you recommend. Also, see what kind of dessert they want." In the end, Tsuna couldn't stand it anymore and interrupted them.

(End of this chapter)