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Chapter 408 Habit

Chapter 408 Habit
"Let's eat first."

Jun Matsue smiled and placed the set meal that the waiter had brought in front of the two of them.

A golden-brown omelet rice, buttered potatoes, a vegetable salad, and double scoops of ice cream. The buttered potatoes were Yamami Maki's main dish; the girl wasn't very hungry at night, so this was enough to fill her stomach.

Even so, an essential part of dining together as a couple is exchanging food. So after the boy scooped up a big spoonful of her potato, the girl reluctantly tried the omelet rice with tomato sauce.

"It tastes good." Yamami Maki licked her lips. "I wonder if this is easy to make?"

When the girl recently tasted something delicious, her first thought was whether she could make it for Jun Matsue.

“This isn’t difficult.” Jun Matsue fed his senior a spoonful of ice cream. “It’s actually similar to frying an egg. Just keep stirring the butter and egg mixture in a pan, and then put the fried rice on top and wrap it up.”

"If you learn how to make thick omelet, making omelet rice will be a piece of cake."

Yamami Maki blinked. "Matsueda-kun really knows everything."

"This isn't really knowledge," the boy said, scooping up a spoonful of omelet rice. "I just have experience working in a restaurant, so I've definitely seen how to make omelet rice before."

"But I don't think I've ever seen anything that could stump Matsueda-kun?" the girl joked.

“Of course there are,” Jun Matsue said without hesitation. “For example, I don’t even know what major my senior wants to study.”

This topic isn't that sensitive; it's perfect to bring it up at the dinner table. The boy looked at the girl sitting opposite him, waiting for her answer.

“My words,” Yamami Maki said, sticking out her tongue to lick the remaining ice cream on the spoon, looking incredibly tempting.

"I actually want to study literature or languages."

“Hmm,” Jun Matsue pondered for a moment, “It feels very fitting for the image of my senior.”

"Does Matsueda-kun think it's not suitable for me?" the girl asked, tilting her head.

“It’s not that it’s unsuitable, but I’ve always felt that you’re suited to studying painting.” Jun Matsue raised his hand and gestured. “Wearing a beret and holding a paintbrush and easel, that’s the best way to capture your personality.”

Yamami Maki opened her mouth in surprise, "Actually, I really liked drawing when I was little!"

"As expected, I really understand my senior." The boy's expression was somewhat smug.

"When I was drawing back then, I often got all sorts of colorful things on my body and face, so the adults wouldn't let me continue learning to draw." The girl put down her cutlery, her expression somewhat regretful.

"Otherwise, I might really have become a painter."

“You can learn it as a hobby now,” Jun Matsue immediately encouraged. “Your doodles in your notebook were so cute.”

“Girls can all draw cute doodles like this.” Yami Maki didn’t think it was anything special. “I’m talking about real painting.”

"If you work hard, you can definitely do it too," the boy said without batting an eye. "Because your doodles are the cutest I've ever seen from any girl!"

"I'll try it later."

The girl smiled sweetly; she could no longer taste the ice cream.

After leaving the restaurant, their time together began to slip away. Since Yamami Maki couldn't go home too late, they took a stroll around the nearby Tamagawa Water Park.

"What do you think about your family, senior?" Jun Matsue suddenly asked.

Should I say I like it or I hate it?

The girl's bewildered expression was particularly clear in the moonlight.

"Actually, many of my former classmates and friends have said they envy my life, but I also envy them quite a bit."

"There are no curfews, not many extracurricular classes to attend, and you can cry and laugh loudly, and read some erotic and boring comics."

"Does Songzhi know how our parents found out about us?"

The boy shook his head.

"I wasn't feeling well before because of... because of Yuka's situation," the girl said somewhat awkwardly. "So my parents were worried that I was being bullied at school or something, so they asked someone from the board of directors to check the school's surveillance footage." "And that's how they found out."

“No wonder.” Jun Matsueda stopped in his tracks, and Maki Yami pressed her body against his back.

"But why didn't they ask me first?" The girl's voice was muffled by the boy's clothes. "And about university too, why didn't they ask what I thought?"

"When you don't win awards, when your grades aren't as good as Xinjiang's, or when you need to revise your private coaching sessions, why don't you ask yourself if you want to work hard and if you want to persevere?"

The girl's body began to tremble, and Jun Matsue turned around and hugged her.

"Matsueda-san, don't worry about me." Yamami Maki looked up and smiled, though her smile carried an undisguised bitterness.

"I'm used to it."

She always says that, "I'm used to it."

"I had gotten used to it. After getting used to it, seeing that Grandpa became more easygoing and Dad became a little more approachable, it seems like this future is worth looking forward to."

"But Matsueda told me that I have the right to pursue my own happiness."

"I suddenly became hesitant again."

"How will you know how good selfishness is if you don't try it?" the boy said softly.

The girl looked up, tears glistening in the soft moonlight, which Jun Matsueda wiped away little by little.

"So I asked my sister first, thinking she would support me."

"But she told me I would fail."

Yamami Maki still remembered what her older sister had said.

“Moji, although Grandpa never said such things to me, I did think about leaving the family.”

"But I'm scared."

A bitter look appeared on her sister's face. "I don't want to have to check the price when I buy things, I don't want to have to bow and scrape to others because of my job, and I don't want to have to worry about whether I have enough time when I go on vacation to Furano."

"More importantly, I don't want those who watched me grow up to look at me with a gloomy face."

“When you had a fever and couldn’t go to the exam, it was your father who got you a leave of absence. Every time I come home for dinner, your mother always remembers what we like to eat.”

"Aren't our parents, grandpa, and dad good enough to us?"

"They're just not as good as we expected."

"But ask your peers, how many of them are satisfied with their families?"

"No one—because there are no perfect parents or perfect families in the world."

"So I already had a lot, so I finally gave it up."

"As for Moji, everyone likes to praise you, saying you adapt better than I do."

"So I don't think you'll succeed."

"But if you really can't figure it out, you can talk to your parents. I support you."

After hearing this, Jun Matsue didn't say anything; he simply hugged the girl tightly.

After a long while, a sigh came from the empty woodland.

"Let's talk about it another time."

He temporarily conceded defeat.