My love is abyss mode

Chapter 85 The Secret of the Shinkai Family (10th Update!)

"Hey, tomorrow is free time. Where would you all like to go?"

Shinonome Shionai picked up the last fried dumpling with her chopsticks, put it in her mouth, and looked at Kuronuma Kiba with curious eyes in her blue-green eyes.

She asked Matsuzaka Kanon, but got nothing. If she could find time to spend alone with Kuronuma Kiba during her free time, she might be able to get some information.

"Read a book."

Shirakawa Momo's hand holding the chopsticks froze in mid-air. She glared fiercely at Kuronuma Kiba, warning him not to think about abandoning her and running away.

Chitose Toyama didn't respond, taking small bites of her ramen while her mind was still preoccupied with Kanon Matsuzaka.

Compared to her, Shirakawa Momo is at least one of their own.

Kuronuma Kiba silently observed Shirakawa Momo and Toyama Chitose, pondering how to utilize Shinkai Shiona as a tool.

There are two days of free time, plus the morning before returning to Tokyo. If you don't want to be biased, it's best to give each person one day.

is it necessary?

Snapped--

Seeing the three's cold attitude, Shinonome Shiona swallowed the food in her mouth, clapped her hands lightly, making a crisp sound, and smiled again to lighten the mood:

"I think Mount Omuro and the Shirahama coast are both nice, what do you think, Kuronuma-kun?"

A few drops of oil from the fried dumplings glistened at the corners of her mouth, and under the warm yellow light, her pink lips had an exceptionally vibrant shine.

Still, no one paid any attention to Shinkai Shionai.

Shirakawa Momo slowly swallowed the fried dumpling without expression, looked up at Toyama Chitose, and asked in a cold voice, "What's going on?"

"I'll tell you when we get back." A hint of annoyance flickered in Chitose Toyama's bright purple eyes.

"I'd like to know too."

Undeterred, Shiona Shinkai interrupted their conversation, cutely cupping her cheeks in her hands and turning to Kiba Kuronuma to ask, "Because of my sister, Kuronuma-kun is willing to play with me now?"

"None of your business." Shirakawa Momo glanced at her indifferently.

"Shionai-chan, you'd better behave yourself." Toyama Chitose warned, her tone becoming more forceful, her voice laced with a hint of violence.

Despite being rejected by both of them, Shinkai Shiona's smile remained unchanged as she reached out her hand to Kuronuma Kiba from a diagonal angle, testing his attitude:

"Hey, Kuronuma-kun, have you become interested in photography lately?"

Shinkai Shiona is the person Matsuzaka Kanon cares about most, and also a very useful tool.

Kuronuma Kiba, determined to make her a buffer zone between Toyama Chitose and Shirakawa Momo, picked up the camera, placed it in her soft hand, and said with a smile:
"I'm probably more interested in Kendo."

His interest lay not in swordsmanship, but in dangerous and deadly venomous snakes.

Since I'll be meeting Matsuzaka Kanon after the training trip, I'll take advantage of Shinkai Shiona's lack of information right now and make use of her naivety and clumsiness.

"Hmm~ I never expected Kuronuma-kun to say something like that."

Hearing him say this, Shinkai Shiona's eyes lit up with surprise, confirming her suspicions—Matsusaka Kanon and Kuronuma Kiba definitely had something going on.

However, as long as he is willing to join the Kendo Club, the band has already been half successfully reorganized, so there is no need to care too much.

It's okay to betray my sister.

She took the camera, flipping through the photos in the album while asking in a casual tone, "Kuronuma-kun, you don't have something you want to ask me, do you?"

"I'll tell you tomorrow."

"I won't agree to unreasonable requests."

"It should be very simple for you."

Kuronuma used his chopsticks to snatch the last fried dumpling from Shirakawa Momo's eyes, threw it into his mouth, and looked at Shinkai Shiona with a good mood, a wicked smile curving his lips.

Shirakawa Momo watched helplessly as the fried dumpling flew away, lightly stepped on his foot, and frowned unhappily: "Scum."

"This is today's friend fee." Kuronuma Kiba raised his hand and pinched her cheek, his tone playful: "You didn't come to wake me up this morning."

I'll make it up to you tomorrow.

"double."

"Tch." Shirakawa Momo turned her face away, shook off the annoying hand, and parted her pink lips slightly, letting out a contemptuous sound from between her teeth.

When she turned around, she saw the camera in the hand of Shinkai Shionai sitting opposite her, showing photos of Kuronuma Kiba and Hatsushino Ryo one by one. The cold-blooded Hatsushino Ryo in her memory became completely unfamiliar.

A sharp pain shot through my heart, and an unpleasant, astringent feeling welled up in my throat.

The scene she had witnessed that morning flashed through her mind. Shirakawa Momo abruptly stood up, pulled out a tissue to wipe her cold lips, and strode toward the store door: "I'm going for a run."

"I'll go with you." Kuronuma Kiba asked Shinkai Shiona to keep his camera safe before following Shirakawa Momo out of the ramen shop.

On a quiet night, the two strolled through the deserted town.

Momo walked ahead silently, her sneakers crunching on the flat cement road, savoring the indescribable feeling she had just experienced.

She was unwilling to admit that she had feelings for Kuronuma Kiba that went beyond friendship.

Black Swamp Fang watched her petite, slender figure from behind, then suddenly quickened his pace and grabbed the cat's fate by the scruff of her neck:
There's something I want to tell you.

"Let go!" Shirakawa Momo turned to look at him, her golden eyes filled with a mixture of irritation, indifference, and estrangement, her lips twitching slightly in dissatisfaction.

"On my way to the ramen shop, I was talking to my senior about the Shinkai family."

Kuronuma Kiba gently kneaded the object, ignoring the road ahead, and said seriously, "She said I was deceived. What do you think?"

"You've definitely been scammed."

"How did you know? I haven't said anything yet."

"Let go and I'll tell you."

The moment he let go, Shirakawa Momo lifted her leg and ran forward: "Secret."

"I hate secrets." Kuronuma Kiba caught up with her from behind, but didn't arrest the cat again, and kept jogging slowly with Shirakawa Momo.

Breathing in the fresh air, his blood flow gradually quickened, and as his mind became clearer, he began to think about Matsuzaka Kanon.

Chitose Toyama was able to be certain she had been deceived after hearing only two sentences. If this was because she and Kanon Matsuzaka had known each other for a long time, then Momo Shirakawa's judgment was clearly lacking in evidence. However, since Momo had said she wouldn't lie to him, there must be a reason for her to make this judgment.

Where is it?

Shirakawa Momo and Matsusaka Kanon should not know each other at all.

The problem must lie in the information you've already revealed.

The things they said to each of them were very simple, and there was nothing worth analyzing. The only thing they had in common was the Shinkai family.
Kuronuma suddenly remembered that before the training trip, on the bus, Shirakawa Momo had told Shinkai Shiona about being "pushed down the stairs".

Shinkai Shionai does indeed have a habit of always holding onto the railing when going up or down stairs.

He did not confirm his guess with Shirakawa Momo; their strict guarding of "secrets" meant they were unlikely to answer the question directly.

The two jogged for about an hour along the deserted town, then walked back to the hot spring hotel together.

As they passed the second floor, Kuronuma Kiba greeted Inada Miyabi and told her that he had returned safely before he and Shirakawa Momo climbed the stairs to the third-floor corridor.

As he unlocked the door, Shirakawa Momo stopped behind him and said coldly, "I suggest you lock the door tonight. I'll knock on the door tomorrow morning."

"Ok, I will wait for you."

Kuronuma pushed open the door and entered the room, then closed it behind him and turned on the switch on the wall.

Warm light filled the room, and the scene of leaving with Suzuka at noon was still vivid in my mind's eye. The bedding was completely unmade, and "The Dancing Girl of Izu" lay on the tatami mat next to the Japanese-style table, its pages turned by the wind.

Let's take a bath together with the cat tomorrow morning.

He thought to himself, turned off the light, took off his clothes, crawled into bed, and fell asleep, inhaling the lingering rose scent in the folds of the blanket.

(End of this chapter)