The premise of breaking up in Tokyo

It's the holidays now, and the dormitory manager locked the door to drive away the graduating students who were refusing to leave, so she couldn't move her things over.

The thought of sleeping here that night made Sayuri too afraid to help out at the restaurant where her mother worked.

It wasn't that her mother objected to anything; her mother had even asked her how things had progressed and whether she wanted to meet her boyfriend or something...

The main issue is that Xiaobaihe usually stays at her mother's dormitory during holidays. If she goes to the restaurant now and has to come back at night, her mother will definitely ask where she's sleeping.

If I don't come back, I'll feel restless and anxious, like a cat scratching at my heart. But if I tell her mother directly, "I'm officially moving in with my boyfriend..."

Wouldn't that be incredibly embarrassing?

It's better to go back in a few days. By then, they'll know without me even mentioning it, which will save me from being questioned and embarrassed...

Finally, Sayuri sat on the tatami mat, hugging her feet clad in white stockings every now and then, pressing the soles of her feet against her flushed face, giggling foolishly.

She lowered her head again, like a thief, and unbuttoned a few buttons on her shirt, glancing at her rather perky breasts. Then she brought her arms together, revealing a deep cleavage where her fair skin was clearly visible.

She shuddered, quickly closed her eyes, and collapsed onto the tatami mat, rolling and thrashing about while clutching the blanket.

"How perverted... Why do I keep having these random thoughts? It's so annoying... Hehe..."

She thrashed about for a while, then put her hands behind her head, ran her fingers through her hair, revealing her flushed face. Her wide eyes trembled, and her gaze slowly shifted to the white bath towel still on the floor.

She had been wearing that towel that morning. After helping Shengyan solve a small problem, she had gotten some stains on her body, and Shengyan had used that towel to wipe them off.

Like a thief, she reached out, pinched a little bit, pulled it close, and slowly brought her little nose to take a light sniff...

"Oh no! I'm going crazy, I'm going crazy..."

Sayuri shuddered again, jumped up, threw the bath towel on the floor, grabbed it again, quickly stuffed it into the washing machine, then knelt on the tatami mat, rolled around for a while, and finally pulled the blanket over her head, curling into a ball.

She was "hysterical" and "erratic" in the apartment for over an hour until the apartment manager knocked on the door, saying that the night shift tenant downstairs had complained about her...

The administrator also delivered a letter.

Since it was a private letter, Sayuri didn't dare to open it. However, she also included a brochure with the name "Watanabe Food Processing Plant" on the outside.

It's probably an invitation to join the company.

Xiaobaihe also subconsciously thought about her job situation. In this job market slump, she wasn't from a prestigious university and didn't have many skills...

Sayuri wants to get married, but she doesn't know how to tell Katsuhiko...

Knock, knock! Two knocks on the door.

"Little Lily, are you awake?"

Katsuhiko, holding Chinatsu, knocked on the door.

Chinatsu stretched out her little hand, patted the door, and called out with a grin, "Little Lily, the sun's shining on your bottom!"

Mikoto stood right behind Katsuhiko, her cheeks slightly flushed, her eyes darting around. She was dressed in a black business suit and stood ramrod straight, just like a typical secretary.

She was carrying the new clothes she had bought for Xiaobaihe, her fingers unconsciously fidgeting with the straps of the camisole she was holding.

"Chika-chan?" Sayuri stood in the doorway, pulling at the door. "Ms...Mikoto, the manager? You, what, what are you doing here?"

The flush on her cheeks hadn't faded yet, and when she saw Mikoto, her eyes began to dart around, revealing the embarrassment of being caught "doing something naughty."

"Let's go inside and talk." Katsuhiko said, bending down without putting down Chika, who was being held, and putting his right arm around Sayuri's waist, lifting her up as he walked into the room.

"Ah~" Xiaobaihe cried out softly, covering her face with her hands. Her legs seemed to have lost their strength and hung limply in the air.

Chika giggled like a silly little girl.

Mikoto, who was standing at the door, hadn't known how to start the conversation, but seeing Sayuri's embarrassed expression, she rolled her eyes, covered her mouth, and chuckled, saying, "Your boyfriend said you're sick, so I came to visit you."

Little Lily's dangling leg trembled slightly, but she didn't respond.

Katsuhiko took off Chika's little shoes at the entrance, then kicked off his own shoes and went straight into the room.

Mikoto took off her low-heeled leather shoes and, as she did, also took off her black blazer, revealing a pure white long-sleeved women's shirt underneath.

She bought it a long time ago, and now when she wears it, although the sleeve length and hem fit her fairly well, the bust area seems a bit small.

The small white buttons on her chest were taut, and the shirt at the closure was wrinkled from the tension of the buttons. Through the gaps in the wrinkles, one could see a beige half-cup bra and a glimpse of milky white skin. The wrinkles near the buttons extended a little further out, and the white shirt was stretched full and rounded by her breasts, the rounded curve reaching all the way to her armpits.

Mikoto had just hung her suit jacket on the clothes rack behind the door when, seemingly unintentionally, she looked down and her expression froze slightly. Her eyes flickered, and she took the suit jacket down again, put it back on, picked up the shopping bag containing the new clothes, and went into the room.

This is a 1K apartment, which is divided into only two rooms: a kitchen and a bedroom with tatami flooring. The bedroom is right inside the entrance.

Katsuhiko placed Chinatsu and Sayuri directly on the tatami mat.

As soon as Sayuri touched the tatami mat, she tried to crawl into the quilt, but Chinatsu pounced on Sayuri and demanded a hug.

Little Lily, her face flushed red, hugged her tightly, then kept her head down, her eyes darting around, seemingly unsure of where to look.

Katsuhiko turned around and gestured to Mikoto, telling her to quickly try to please Sayuri and bring her some clothes.

Mikoto covered her mouth and smiled, then took out a set of clothes and a pair of white stockings from the shopping bag.

Mikoto bought Sayuri a white kimono embroidered with pink petals, which suited Sayuri's temperament quite well.

As for the white stockings, Sheng Yan bought them with his own money.

Mikoto unfolded her kimono, held it up in front of Sayuri, and asked, "Sayuri-chan, look how pretty it is!"

Little Lily looked up with wide eyes, then exclaimed, "So beautiful!"

"This is for you." Mikoto said, handing the kimono to Katsuhiko, then took Chinatsu out of Sayuri's arms and put her on the floor. She then took the kimono from Katsuhiko and said to Sayuri, "Stand up and try it on to see if it fits."

The convenience store uniform that Sayuri is wearing was custom-made for her by Mikoto, who naturally knows her body size.

Little Lily stood up, looking bewildered yet pleasantly surprised.

"You've worked in my shop for so long, and I've never given you a decent gift."

Mikoto tilted her head and looked away, then said in a relaxed tone, "Since you've successfully found a partner, I'd like to congratulate you. Please don't refuse."

Most of Xiaobaihe's clothes are secondhand clothes that her mother either bought at wholesale markets or flea markets.

Sayuri glanced quickly at Katsuhiko's face, shrank back, carefully took the clothes, bowed to Mikoto, and said, "Manager Mikoto, thank you. I'm very happy, I like it very much."

"I'm so glad you like it." Mikoto's wide eyes reflected the blue sky outside the window.