The premise of breaking up in Tokyo

For women, who are primarily driven by emotions, the endocrine system is the foundation of their physical and mental health.

Xiaobaihe's hormone system is currently secreting hormones at an alarming rate. If this hormone isn't released effectively in time, it can lead to general discomfort, anxiety, irritability, insomnia, vivid dreams, and overthinking...

Katsuhiko considered that Sayuri would be going to sleep soon, and that if he fed her too much, she would be too full to sleep, so he ate and drank the rest of the bowl himself.

I put the bowls and chopsticks back in the kitchen and then took out the toiletries.

Little Lily was still sitting huddled next to the small dining table, head down, fingers touching the corner of her lips, lost in a daze as if savoring the memory.

Katsuhiko beckoned to her and said, "Come on, let's take another bath together."

Sayuri looked up blankly, her pink lips trembling, a flicker of interest appearing in her eyes. She quickly lowered her head, glancing at Katsuhiko's face again before tilting her head inward, covering half of her flushed face with one hand, which was trembling.

Sheng Yan walked over and picked her up in his arms. She lowered her head again and remained silent.

As an apartment with a monthly rent of over 100,000 yen, although the bathroom is shared, it also provides private couple bathrooms.

The large bathtub can comfortably accommodate two people taking a bath at the same time.

There are fees to pay, and there are also restrictions on time and water usage.

Xiaobaihe's reaction reflected her shy nature; she remained silent, neither taking the initiative nor refusing, keeping her eyes closed, lowering her head and covering her face, letting herself be manipulated.

She stuffed all her clothes, including her stockings, into the washing machine.

Barefoot, she's probably about 1.5 meters tall? Compared to Katsuhiko's 1.78 meters, she's practically a legal loli. However, her measurements are seriously disproportionate to her height, which explains why she always wears baggy clothes to hide her advantages.

He lightly tapped her with his finger, as if he had pressed a switch, and she shuddered.

Such stimulation was something she had never experienced before, and the shame she felt, mixed with dopamine and endorphins, rushed straight to her head.

The bathroom was probably too small, too steamy, and too hot; she seemed to have heatstroke and even had a nosebleed...

There wasn't enough time, so I didn't stay in the bathroom for long.

Sheng Yan dried her hair, wrapped her in a pure white cotton bath towel, and carried her back to the room.

As soon as Xiaobaihe was placed on the tatami, she immediately curled up and knelt down in a dogeza style, covering her head and face, with her back facing upwards and bent into an arc.

Katsuhiko sat down next to her, gently poked her back with his finger, and asked, "How was your boyfriend's service?"

"Hmm." Sayuri clutched her pillow and let out a muffled nasal sound.

Katsuhiko brushed a strand of her supple black hair from beside her ear, twirling it between his fingers, and said, "The atmosphere's reached a point where we should do some more lovey-dovey games, but you haven't slept all night, your body is too weak. You cramp up just from touching you, and if you experience any more contractions... Okay, okay, I won't say anymore. Stop tearing up the pillow, go to sleep!"

Katsuhiko turned the pillow she had torn over and stuffed it under her head.

"I...I can..." Little Lily tilted her head slightly, revealing her flushed profile, before quickly hiding it again.

"You're something else," Sheng Yan said, giving her a light pat on her bottom, which made her tremble again.

"Then... then what will you do?" Little Lily still buried her head in the pillow.

"There's no other way, I'll go find another girlfriend outside!" Sheng Yan secretly probed.

"No...you're not allowed to go..." Sayuri suddenly knelt up and grabbed the bath towel wrapped around Katsuhiko's waist.

Her entire body was almost pink, and her watery eyes were full of stubbornness.

Katsuhiko grasped her two soft arms and squeezed closer to her, saying, "This is fine too."

Lily froze, staring blankly down at the ground. Her eyes widened dramatically as she gasped for breath, opened her mouth wide, and then abruptly closed it again.

She didn't break free, but closed her eyes and turned her head away, stammering nervously, "Use it...use it as you please, but...you're not allowed to go outside and find someone else."

Most women's endocrine disorders are difficult to regulate on their own. Emotional people tend to overthink and get stuck in negative thought patterns, often requiring supplementary treatment.

Little Lily has returned to her state of "not saying a word, not taking initiative, not refusing, not opening her eyes, lowering her head and covering her face, letting herself be manipulated."

She was too shy and too nervous, so she had to be taught everything step by step... Compared to Mikoto, she was on a completely different level. Mikoto was much easier to deal with.

The moment Katsuhiko missed Mikoto, he also remembered that Mikoto was still waiting for him at home...

We can take our time with Xiaobaihe. We'll wait until she's had enough sleep and is well-rested. Now is not the time for her to study.

"Little Lily, you're amazing~"

"Really...really? Thank you..." Sayuri said, her eyes glazed over as if she were drunk, a mixture of satisfaction and shyness from the praise appearing on them.

Sheng Yan dried her body with a bath towel, then put it on the floor. He pulled the blanket over her and whispered in her ear, which was now red, "Don't go back tonight. This is your home. Move all your things from your dorm over here when you have time."

"Hmm..." Little Lily shrank her head further into the blanket and made a soft nasal sound.

"Alright, go to sleep now and get some rest. I'll teach you even more fun things when I get back."

Once Sayuri's breathing had stabilized, Katsuhiko began to collect all the possessions left behind by "him who disappeared": game cards, records, anime figures, photo books...

There was also a handful of coins in the small drawer, ranging from 1 yen to 500 yen.

Katsuhiko considered that he might need some change when he went to Akihabara to sell game cards, so he picked out some coins and put them in a small bag.

Six of the coins, each with a face value of 100 yen, quickly caught Katsuhiko's attention.

The compressed memories were quickly decompressed: Half a month ago, when "the one who disappeared" suddenly learned that Kotoha and Kenta were getting married, he awakened his cheat ability and obtained six coins during several classmate dinners and karaoke sessions.

It can be used to exchange for two types of potions: [Recovery] and [Focus].

Is this cheat code his?

Katsuhiko was taken aback.

This immediately reminded Katsuhiko of the countdown numbers that would appear in his field of vision every time he saw Kotoha Takahashi, and the numbers that would increase again after he stood close to Kotoha.

The rules that I was too lazy to think about before are now clear.

Whenever Takahashi Kotoha is seen, a 7-day countdown appears, decreasing every second. This isn't the lifespan countdown Katsuhiko previously guessed, but a bound countdown. Because in the memories of "him who disappeared," this "7-day" countdown was "100 years," but now it's become "7" days.

Another incrementing digit will appear as a countdown as long as you stand within five meters of the koto leaf. Each time it reaches 3600 seconds, you will receive a 100 yen coin out of thin air, and then the countdown will be reset to zero.

Additionally, the closer you are, the less time it takes to collect a coin.

In the memories of "him who disappeared," there was no rule about "how close the distance is, how much time is reduced." He even felt distressed about this cheat and kept rejecting it.

Katsuhiko could sense the mindset of "the one who disappeared" back then: feeling embarrassed, conflicted, having fallen in love with his best friend's fiancée, in pain, feeling resentful, and also feeling sorry for Kenta...

What a morally upright child! He gave me an opportunity to take advantage of him.

Katsuhiko picked up two coins and, based on his memory, mentally imagined the "Recovery" and "Focus" potions.

The moment the coin disappeared from my fingertip, two small bottles, like oral glucose solution, appeared in my palm. They were transparent bottles, containing transparent liquid, and had no labels.

However, its effectiveness was immediately apparent the moment the bottle was grasped:

[Focus Potion] mainly corresponds to learning. Basically, any skill that exists in the real world can be quickly learned in a state of "focus" as long as you get the right teaching materials.

【Recovery Potion】Similar to the "Senzu Bean" in the Dragon Ball manga, it fully restores health as long as you don't die on the spot.

This made Sheng Yan suspicious.

That's an exaggeration, does it really have that effect?

Although time travel is illogical, the cheat system is illogical, and appearing out of nowhere is also illogical, and even his own existence is illogical, it is still something that is poured into his own mouth.

Katsuhiko turned to look at the sleeping Sayuri. She was so cute, she would recover after waking up. He decided to go outside and find a suitable stranger to test her out.

He then put the two bottles of potion and the remaining four exchangeable coins into his pocket, picked up the packaged game cards, and went out the door.

I rode my bicycle back to Mikoto's house at 10 a.m.

Mikoto has already packed all the necessary items, mainly water bottles, snacks, camera...

She also dressed Chinatsu up, putting her in a cute little brown dress that reached past her calves.

However, Mikoto was struggling with what to wear, as she hadn't bought any new clothes for several years.

Katsuhiko pulled out a blue pleated skirt and a white shirt JK school uniform from the bottom of the wardrobe.

This is Mikoto's high school uniform. Now, with Mikoto's current bra size, it would probably burst.

Mikoto blushed and waved her hand in refusal.

Katsuhiko shoved the clothes into Mikoto's hands and said, "I'm not telling you to wear this out. Put it on now, let me see."

Mikoto unfolded her clothes, frowned, and looked herself up and down. Seemingly overwhelmed with shame, she quickly covered herself up again, glanced at Chinatsu in the living room, and whispered, "Tonight, not now..."

Katsuhiko rummaged through the closet several more times, finding it full of treasures, including Mikoto's one-piece swimsuit from high school, her gym uniform, and her school festival dress...

"You should get out of here, I'll find it myself..." Mikoto finally couldn't take it anymore and pushed Katsuhiko out of the bedroom.

Finally, Mikoto put on the convenience store uniform, but of course, not the JK uniform with a long pleated skirt like Sayuri's, but a black women's suit.

Wearing a collared white shirt, a fitted black top, black straight-leg trousers, and a bun on top of her head, she was tall with long, straight legs, giving her a dashing and capable appearance.

She doesn't usually wear this outfit to the store, worried about damaging it. She mainly buys it wholesale from the manufacturer and wears it when negotiating business.

She walked out of the bedroom in black low-heeled shoes, glancing at Katsuhiko casually, as if wanting his opinion.

Sheng Yan understood immediately, walked over to her, and whispered, "This outfit is not bad either. It reminds me of an office drama, and you're still my manager, which makes it even more exciting."

Mikoto's earlobes turned red. Pretending not to hear, she raised her hand to cover her forehead, then hurriedly packed her things, asking, "Where's Sayuri-chan?"

"She waited outside my apartment all night last night, she was exhausted and sleepy," Sheng Yan said helplessly. "It was heartbreaking to see her like that, so I let her go to sleep."

Mikoto glanced up at Katsuhiko and asked, "Has she eaten?"

I made her a bowl of udon noodles.

As he spoke, Sheng Yan picked up the camera, hung the black suspender neck around his neck—a Fujifilm film camera—and then said wistfully, "I gave her a bath before bed, and now I'm in this awkward situation."

Mikoto blinked, looking surprised, then quickly looked down, a smile appearing on her lips, and asked, "Where are we going to go?"

"First, go to the TV station and make a copy of yesterday's variety show recording. I need to find a way to let Sayuri see it..."

"Let her see?" Mikoto looked up in surprise. Others would be too busy hiding, but he deliberately exposed himself? He cooked for Sayuri, bathed her, and even coaxed her to sleep. It was obvious that he cared about her! He was even better than a model husband, treating her like a precious gem.

"I'm a pretty straightforward person, but unfortunately, Sayuri is too naive and immature. She's not as perceptive as you," Katsuhiko said, stroking his chin with a mischievous look. "I'll have to guide her step by step, and I reckon I'll have to make her experience heartbreak a few times..."

After hesitating for a while, Mikoto finally said, "Okay..."

She didn't want to get involved in how Sheng Yan handled his relationships with other women, nor did she want to ask too many questions.

Although she hadn't figured out how to deal with Sayuri after she learned the truth, since Katsuhiko had said he "wanted it all," as long as Katsuhiko didn't go back on his word, she could just hide from Sayuri and secretly maintain the relationship, which would be easy and fun.

As for causing Sayuri to experience heartbreak a few times, with Katsuhiko's abilities, he'll probably be able to easily win her back...

Katsuhiko received a "Little Frog" mobility scooter, which can only carry one person.

Fortunately, Mikoto's family has a silver-gray Mazda, which is her father's inheritance.

The car was fitted with a child seat, which locked the ever-jumping Chika in the seat.

Mikoto got into the passenger seat, and Katsuhiko drove.

First, go around to the convenience store entrance and put the two backpacks of game cards that were locked in the trunk into the trunk of the Mazda.

Afterwards, we headed straight to Kawata-cho in Shinjuku Ward, where the Fuji Television program crew was located, which took about twenty minutes.

Mikoto tilted her head and glanced out the car window.

The streets were bustling with cars, mostly families traveling together, some heading home, others on vacation...

She glanced back at Chinatsu. Chinatsu was tilting her head back, looking at the back of Katsuhiko's head, then turned her eyes back to Mikoto, making eye contact with her. Chinatsu then covered her mouth with her small hand, her eyes full of laughter.

Mikoto couldn't help but chuckle at her daughter.

Katsuhiko was driving the car with great concentration.

Mikoto tilted her head and looked at Katsuhiko, then looked out the car window and asked, "What should I call you from now on? I feel like calling you Mr. Takenaka is getting a bit too formal."

"Fugaku-kun, or husband." Katsuhiko said with a serious expression.

The Uchiha clan, which was not supposed to be born until 1999, appeared in 1993.

"Uchiha?" Mikoto wanted to laugh. Could it be that his name is Takenaka Fugaku?

“That’s right,” Katsuhiko said, tilting his head. “You can change your name to Uchiha Mikoto. When we have a son, we’ll name him Uchiha… Let’s have a daughter instead! Sons are too scary.”

As Sheng Yan finished speaking, his expression stiffened, and he changed his mind.

"Alright, Fugaku-kun~"

When Katsuhiko said "when we have children," Mikoto was somewhat tempted, unsure whether he was just saying it casually or seriously.

For the rest of the journey, Mikoto didn't say anything more. She rested her chin on her hand, facing the front of the car, and kept glancing at Katsuhiko's face.

The car stopped in front of a cluster of buildings. The sixteen-story main building had the words "Fuji Television" on it, and the rest consisted of nine large studios and towers.

I made a call to a crew member from a public phone booth, and someone came out to answer it shortly afterward.