My love is abyss mode

Chapter 77 The Conflict at Night

Night fell silently over the town, and the hot spring inn was illuminated with warm, bright lights.

The girl's wet feet trod across the wooden floor and up the steps, her laughter echoing in the second-floor corridor of the hotel.

See you tomorrow, Shionai-chan~

"After tomorrow's group activities, let's go out for some local cuisine together?"

"There are also red bean and white jade glutinous rice balls, which you can eat while sitting on the terrace by the stream."

"Okay, I'm going upstairs now."

Shinonome waved goodbye to the girls chatting in the corridor with a smile, then turned and stepped onto the stairs leading to the third floor, her face instantly turning gloomy.

I'm so annoying.

I have to go to all sorts of shops again, and my allowance for this month is already running out.

Because she insisted on coming to Izu and couldn't get financial support from Chitose Toyama, she eventually followed her.

Her turquoise eyes turned a deep black as she passed by Kuronuma's room. She glanced at the tightly closed door and suddenly felt her legs go weak.

If black swamp teeth can help relieve stress, wouldn't it make you feel much more relaxed?
As Shinkai Shionai thought to herself, she pushed open the door to the next room. The hotel's furnishings were rather dull, with only low wooden tables and tea tables and chairs on the balcony as large pieces of furniture, all of which were clean and tidy.

The three quilts were laid in different locations, far apart from each other.

Shirakawa Momo leaned against the wall, kneeling on the quilt near the balcony, reading a book. Her delicate face was focused. Hearing the door open, she looked up at Shinkai Shiona, then lowered her head to continue reading.

With the door closed, the sound of the hairdryer in the bathroom was particularly clear in the quiet room.

Shinai Shiona walked to the bedding she had laid out next to the TV, then turned to look into the bathroom. Toyama Chitose was standing in front of the bathroom mirror, carefully drying her wet, long purple hair with a hairdryer.

She had just taken a shower; her fair skin had a lovely pinkish hue, and her moist purple eyes accentuated her alluring charm. The clean, soft white bath towel outlined her captivating curves, and her exposed shoulders and beautiful legs were exceptionally tempting.

Vixen.

Shinkai Shionai cursed inwardly, then pulled up the covers to bury her head and pretended to sleep.

From the start of the morning, all three focused their attention on the other two, remaining wary of each other, which prevented any of them from making a move.

Shinkai Shiona didn't go to see Kuronuma Kiba in the afternoon for one reason only: to lower Shirakawa Momo's guard.

Nighttime is the best time.

She had already prepared a plan to force Kuronuma Kiba to join the kendo club, and as long as it wasn't an "invitation," it wouldn't be considered a breach of trust.

After this incident, apologize sincerely. Even if you don't get forgiveness, you can still try to win him back as a friend in other ways.

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of the hairdryer suddenly stopped.

Chitose Toyama turned off the bathroom light, returned to the room, and looked at Shionai Shinna's bedding. With a wicked smile, she said in a mocking tone, "I thought she was going to throw all the chairs off the balcony."

"Lights out."

Shirakawa Momo closed the book in her hand, placed it beside her pillow, lifted the covers and lay down on her side, her golden eyes gazing coldly at Toyama Chitose.

If possible, she hoped that the next few days could be like this afternoon, allowing her to spend time alone with Kuronuma.

As a friend, she should protect her boyfriend and safeguard their relationship when Liang is not around, and Maomao convinced herself of this.

"Goodnight." Chitose Toyama pressed the switch on the wall, plunging the room into darkness.

In the pitch-black silence, a sharp gaze remained fixed on her. She crawled into the bed closest to the door, yawned, and closed her eyes.

Soft moonlight streamed through the window, bathing the tatami mat in a muted light.

Shinonome Shionai quietly reached for her phone beside her pillow, completely covered her head with the blanket to make sure no light leaked out, and unlocked the screen.

12:11, take action!

She put down her phone, crawled out of bed, and crept onto the tatami mat without making a sound, silently reaching the door. The weight on her chest aggravated her fatigue, and the thought of unlocking the door would inevitably make noise; her nervousness made her breathing increasingly rapid.

"Where are you going?"

A detached voice suddenly came from behind.

As Shina Shinkai lay sprawled on the tatami mat, her heart skipped a beat. Turning around, she saw Momo Shirakawa standing behind her with her back to the moonlight, looking down at her with sharp, piercing eyes.

Damn it, there's not a sound.

Shinonome Shionai slowly sat up, raised her hand to touch the back of her head, gave an apologetic smile, and said in a low voice, "Sorry, did I disturb your sleep?"

"I asked, where are you going?" Shirakawa Momo ignored her fake smile and asked again with a cold face, her golden eyes gleaming in the darkness.

"I think I left my hair tie at the hot spring."

"You didn't tie your hair up today."

"There's a za (traditional Chinese medicine) after dinner."

Shinkai Shionai turned the lock on the door and slightly opened it a crack, letting the warm yellow light from the corridor shine on Chitose Toyama's bedding.

She pulled her yukata collar tighter, squeezed out of the room, and said with a smile in a relaxed tone, "I'll be right back."

"I will go with you."

Shirakawa Momo glanced down at Toyama Chitose's sleeping face, then followed Shina Shinkai out of the room, quietly closing the door behind her.

"That troublesome guy!" Shinkai Shionai gritted her teeth and walked ahead with a ferocious expression.

Even without footsteps behind her, she could sense the sharp gaze on her back. But Shirakawa Momo was an indispensable part of the band, and she had never made any promise to reunite the band.

Shinkai Shionai could only endure her discomfort and go downstairs to the hot spring.

Shirakawa Momo followed behind her, her gaze fixed on Shinkai Shiona's back. Her brows furrowed slightly, and a pang of sorrow welled up in her heart.

Her breasts looked really unsightly, and her waist was so thin that it made her already cumbersome breasts look even more unfair. Even though she was wearing a yukata, her hips still exuded a soft feeling with every step she took.

Her thighs were round and full, and her calves were slender and straight. Kuroguma had said that he was a leg fetishist. If he didn't keep an eye on Shinkai Shionai, he would definitely not be able to resist the temptation and would betray Ryo.

Even if Liang allows him to have a lover, it can't be a woman with ulterior motives like this.

Besides, Kurogumu Kiba doesn't like kendo either.

Shirakawa Momo made up countless excuses in her mind and followed Shinkai Shiona all the way to the changing room of the hot spring. She watched her take the headband and then went back to the room on the third floor with her.

They opened the door quietly, and with the light filtering into the room, Shinkai Shionai and Shirakawa Momo simultaneously looked at the bedding near the door.

Chitose Toyama lay on her side facing the wall, her long purple hair scattered messily across her face, fast asleep.

"Goodnight, Momo." Shinkai Shiona slipped back into her own bed, decisively abandoning her plans for the night, and fell asleep in an instant.

Shirakawa Momo returned to her bed on the balcony, lay on her side facing the other two, and slowly closed her eyes.

The room was bathed in cold moonlight, and all was silent.

The room next door was brightly lit.

Water droplets slid down the can of Coca-Cola onto the table, reflecting a touch of alluring purple.

Kuronuma sat cross-legged at the low wooden table, elbows propped on the table, one hand supporting his forehead, posing as if he had a headache.

Opposite him, Chitose Toyama, wearing only a bath towel, sat on the tatami mat, her eyes slightly narrowed, her slender eyebrows curving into gentle blades.

"Junior, I don't want to bother you at an inappropriate time."

She tossed her long purple hair aside, revealing her fair and rosy shoulders, a sly smile playing on her lips, and asked softly:
"But you said you wouldn't be biased, yet you've been very good to Tao. For the past two weeks, you've been avoiding me and not coming to clubs. What are you trying to do?"

(End of this chapter)