I, Aki Tomoya, will not be a simp.

"Do you find me long-winded?"

The mother shook her head, but her eyes still couldn't hide the smile.

Don't you want your allowance?

It's no joke to increase Aki Tomoya's allowance; he's worked so hard, he definitely deserves a reward.

Although the family's expenses suddenly increased a lot recently due to his tutoring fees.

"I'll let you know if I need to buy any reference books or materials. Hurry up, I need to go study! Thanks for the treat!"

Aki Tomoya put down the bowl, turned around, and went upstairs.

The elderly mother watched her son's retreating figure as he went upstairs with a smile in her eyes, and couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle, "Is that boy shy?"

Thinking of this, the mother could not hide her joy.

After tidying up the house, she rushed to the PTA. The thought that a doctor might emerge from her family in the future, even if he didn't end up being a doctor from the University of Tokyo, made her content.

Thinking this, she quickened her pace considerably.

Aki Tomoya was unaware of his mother's opinion of him. After returning to his room, he put on his headphones and began practicing English listening.

Because it was Sunday, Aki Tomoya didn't have a very tight schedule. The remaining few hours in the morning, apart from English listening practice, were probably just spent reading some Japanese Sengoku history.

My parents are both working overtime, and one is attending a PTA meeting on their day off.

Aki's home was also incredibly quiet.

Time flies when you're engrossed in something.

He put down the book he was holding; it was past noon.

He got up and walked to the window, gazing into the distance as the warm summer breeze blew in.

Sunday is a day to relax, both mentally and physically.

After enjoying the breeze for a while, Aki Tomoya left the room and went downstairs to pour himself a glass of milk.

He walked into the living room and saw a figure in sportswear working hard to finish a manuscript. He nodded slightly and thought to himself that he wasn't the only one working hard on this Sunday!

Thinking this, Aki Tomoya walked to the refrigerator, and just as he reached out his hand, his arm suddenly stopped in mid-air.

Wait a minute!

Aki Tomoya frowned, a sudden surge of unease rising within him.

There are other people in his family?!

Turning his head to look at the figure sitting at the coffee table in the living room, wearing glasses and with flowing blond hair, diligently working on his manuscript, Aki Tomoya subconsciously walked over and pinched the other person's cheek hard.

"Ouch! Are you an idiot?! What are you doing all of a sudden?!"

Eriri slapped Aki Tomoya's hand away, crying out in pain and complaining loudly to him.

He suddenly ran over and pinched her face, it really hurt!

Aki Tomoya exclaimed in surprise, "It's not an illusion!"

"Hehehehe, can't you slap yourself to confirm?!"

Eriri gripped her paintbrush and growled through gritted teeth.

Aki Tomoya replied expressionlessly, "It hurts a lot."

Eriri laughed in exasperation. Didn't she feel any pain?

Just before she was about to explode, Aki Tomoya preemptively asked, "Why are you in my house?"

Putting aside the little incident from earlier, Eriri's behavior at his house is just too strange!

Chapter 84 Can I borrow this for a moment? (2/4)

After finishing his English listening practice in the morning and reviewing the history of the Warring States period, Aki Tomoya planned to relax during his lunch break, perhaps by drinking a glass of milk, ordering takeout, and taking a nap.

But just as he went downstairs and entered the living room, he was surprised to find that another person had broken into the house.

The guest who didn't give prior notice was none other than her childhood friend, Eriri.

That's so strange. She came looking for me on a Sunday. Did she climb in through the window?

"As you can see, seek refuge!"

Eriri pushed up her glasses and said with considerable authority.

Aki Tomoya admires the power with which he uttered the word "refuge".

But what does rushing to finish a drawing have to do with seeking refuge?

"You actually said that you would use someone else's house as a refuge. What kind of monster could make you run to my humble abode for refuge? I'm very curious."

Aki Tomoya glanced at the first draft Eriri had typed on the coffee table. He was somewhat surprised that she was still so busy after the doujinshi convention.

Is there anything else this guy is busy with lately?

"By the way, how did you get in? By climbing through the window?"

At that moment, Aki Tomoya casually asked how the other person had gotten in.

And when did you arrive?

Eriri put down her paintbrush and tidied up the things on the coffee table. She said in a helpless tone, "When Auntie went out, I told her not to call you. You still have to study on Sunday, don't you?"

First, I answered the second question.

When she arrived on her bicycle, Aki Tomoya's mother had just left the house; she had intended to inform Aki Tomoya.

However, Eriri stopped her later, as she was only there to seek refuge and didn't want to bother Aki Tomoya.

Recalling Mrs. Aki's subtle gaze back then, Eriri felt no emotion, and even wanted to laugh.

"And then, this pile of drawings doesn't seem to be a notebook?"

Aki Tomoya looked at the sketches on the table, but they didn't seem to be from a sketchbook.

Is this guy going to go ashore?

Shouldn't we continue this work that benefits humanity?

But it's good to be able to get ashore.

"I have to say, you really are forgetful! You've completely forgotten about that collaboration with Kasumigaoka!"

Eriri sighed.

It seems that the matter had nothing to do with Aki Tomoya, and he himself can't even remember it now.

It's alright though. I can focus on preparing for the exam and get into the University of Tokyo the year after next. Then we can celebrate together.

"Oh!"

Aki Tomoya suddenly remembered this.

At that moment, I suddenly understood why Eriri had come here to seek refuge.

"I'll just use the living room, don't worry about me."

If I'm just using the living room to finish my manuscript, it shouldn't disturb Aki Tomoya.

To be honest, Eriri couldn't guarantee that Kasumigaoka Utaha wouldn't come looking for her here.

"After the start of the semester, the fangs of Kasumigaoka were fully revealed. She came up with so many ideas for the new book, it's amazing that she could think of such a thing. She rejected so many of my character designs and made me draw so much stuff. It's so hard work, she might as well just make a game!"

Eriri couldn't help but complain again at this moment.

That's the downside of working with someone who is equally excellent and much more assertive than her.

Because she is easily led by the nose, and because she also has a sense of pride, being criticized by others can significantly affect her mood.

Otherwise, Eriri wouldn't have come here on Sunday.

"But you're really something, managing to handle that Kasumigaoka guy. Whenever it comes to you, that guy avoids you like the plague."

During her interactions with Kasumigaoka Utaha, Eriri also noticed something amiss.

It's hard to describe her exactly, but ever since the summer fireworks festival, there has often been a hint of resentment in her eyes.

Eriri was also curious about what this so-called differential treatment was, but she wasn't foolish enough to risk it; focusing on drawing was better than anything else.

"Whatever, I'm going upstairs."

If they want to use the living room, let them; it won't bother them anyway.

After pouring himself a glass of milk in the kitchen, Akito went upstairs.

One was studying in their room upstairs, while the other was drawing in the living room downstairs; each was busy with their own thing.

After reading for a while in the room, Aki Tomoya felt a little sleepy, perhaps because he had drunk milk.

He took off his glasses and planned to lie down on the bed for a short rest, while also glancing at his schedule for the day.

"I'll prepare for classical Chinese reading this afternoon..."

After confirming, Aki Tomoya set his alarm and went to bed to rest for an hour.