My childhood sweetheart is Nishimiya Glass

Chapter 395 Four Types of Chocolates for Valentine's Day

In the evening, when Miyamura Daio turned the key to unlock the door, the aroma of food filled the kitchen.

He had barely put his briefcase down in the study when Shizuka Miyamura brought out a steaming hot meal.

Shoko and Yuzuru had already said goodbye and gone home, and Hachiko wagged his tail and followed the two sisters back to his little nest next door.

Only the three members of the Miyamura family remained at the dinner table.

Daio Miyamura shoveled the last few mouthfuls of rice into his mouth, put down the empty bowl, and turned to Tsuna, saying:
"I've asked Xiao Bei to contact the people you're looking for. You can come to my place tomorrow afternoon to talk to them."

"Hmm." Tsuna responded vaguely, chewed his rice a few times with his cheeks puffed out, and then nodded slightly.

Seeing this, Miyamura Daio didn't say anything more. Anyway, as long as Tsuna wasn't talking about starting a business or anything like that, he could still meet and support some small requests and minor things.

He didn't speak, but Shizuka Miyamura, resting her chin on her hand, leaned closer with a curious look and asked:

"What do you need those singers, arrangers, and composers for? Are you trying to switch careers and become an idol singer?"

"..."

Before Tsuna could even be speechless, Shizuka Miyamura quickly added:

"Let me tell you, that industry is a real murky place!"

"..."

In the latter half of the dinner, Tsuna hurriedly finished the rice in his bowl with a bit of helplessness.

But seeing his mother's gaze following him, he put down his bowl and briefly explained to her why he was looking for those musicians.

After listening, Shizuka Miyamura simply nodded knowingly, her hands still busy clearing the dishes, as she casually uttered:
"Young people have ideas, so let them try things out. It's not a big deal anyway."

In her words, she didn't seem to care at all about Tsuna's little 'trouble'.

"Saori Hayami, Haruka Tomatsu..."

After the two of them left, she muttered the two names that Tsuna had just mentioned, but she couldn't recall them no matter how hard she tried.

I immediately thought he must be a musician who wasn't very well-known in Japan.

If Tsuna knew what she was thinking, he could only nod in agreement. Indeed, the women here were far less well-known than he was in his earlier years.

That's why, after a few phone calls, Miyamura Daio easily arranged all these people.

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early morning.

The bathroom door clicked open, releasing a cloud of steam as Tsuna emerged, rubbing his half-wet hair.

Looking up, he saw Shoko, dressed in a winter school uniform, standing at the door, holding a beautifully packaged chocolate box, which she then shoved right in front of him without a word.

The sudden situation caught him off guard, but his hand instinctively reached out and took the exquisite gift box first.

He glanced down at the overly elaborately packaged chocolate in his hand, then looked up at Shoko's expectant face, and hesitated before speaking:
"…This is……?"

"Tsuna, you haven't forgotten what holiday it is today, have you?"

Tsuna didn't answer immediately, but instead dried his hair and went back to the living room, with a little tail following him silently behind.

"Have you thought of it?"

Shoko walked up to him with a hairdryer and squatted down, a smile on her face.

"Lover... um?" Before Tsuna could finish speaking, Shoko's face in front of him grew larger and larger.

The next moment, all words were blocked, and a warm, soft touch was suddenly pressed against her lips.

A sweet, chocolate-scented stream irresistibly pried open his teeth...

... Just as Daio Miyamura picked up a corner of the newspaper in the restaurant to turn the page, he caught a glimpse of Shizuka Miyamura tiptoeing back empty-handed.

He clutched the unopened newspaper, turned to stare at his wife, and raised his voice slightly:
"Honey, didn't you just go to the living room to get something? Where is it?"

"Shh...!" Upon hearing her husband's voice, Shizuka Miyamura quickly waved her hands.

This reaction only made Daio Miyamura frown even more.

After she returned to her seat, he continued to ask with suspicion, "What's wrong with you...?"

“It’s nothing,” Shizuka Miyamura shook her head.

"By the way, the two kids are busy in the living room, so don't disturb them for now."

"...?"

Miyamura Daio glanced at her a couple more times, puzzled, but couldn't figure it out. In the end, he shook his head and looked back at the unfolded newspaper.

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Chocolate shops will be very busy on this day, with major shopping malls and supermarkets launching various Valentine's Day themed chocolates and limited-edition products.

Even the two convenience stores at 'Ginkgo Cherry High School' have set aside a cabinet specifically for displaying and selling chocolates.

morning.

Does anyone know the different types of Valentine's Day chocolates?

Sitting in the back row, A-Tsuna looked at the baking teacher on the stage asking questions softly, but his gaze swept across the whole class and he didn't see any students raising their hands.

As it happened, he didn't intend to get involved, so he quietly shrank back into the chair.

Seeing no one answer, she simply smiled nonchalantly, straightened the apron she would be using later, and continued gently:

"Today is February 14th, Valentine's Day, traditionally a day when women give chocolates to men, the opposite of White Day on March 14th next month."

"And there are four kinds of chocolates for this day."

"The first type is a special chocolate, which is given to your beloved lover, husband, or boyfriend to express your affection."

They usually choose more refined and expensive chocolates, or chocolates they make themselves.

No sooner had the baking instructor finished speaking than Nishikata subconsciously glanced at Takagi, who was sitting next to him...

Unexpectedly, our eyes met!

He was startled and immediately looked away as if he had been burned. He pretended to examine the corner of his textbook on his desk, then pretended to scratch the back of his head when he felt something was wrong.

Takagi took in his flustered and disorganized state, and simply smiled slightly.

Her gaze, unable to conceal her amusement, swept over his flushed profile.

After hearing what the baking teacher said, many girls in the class couldn't help but secretly glance at their crushes.

Gang felt several gazes fixed on him.

"The second type is 'obligation chocolate,' which is given to colleagues, friends, or superiors to express gratitude, friendship, or social obligation."

Its value is usually lower than that of your favorite chocolate.

The baking instructor on stage didn't notice their subtle movements below the stage, and continued talking:
"The third type is friendship chocolate, which is given to friends, especially female friends, to express friendship."

"And the last type is self-serve chocolate, which is chocolate that women buy for themselves as a treat, so don't forget to reward yourself on this day."

After explaining, the baking teacher talked to them about the chocolate-making process. After confirming that they had no questions, she led them to the baking classroom.

Today is Valentine's Day, and the school is very helpful in allowing each class to have two consecutive baking classes.

(End of this chapter)