The premise of breaking up in Tokyo

Chinatsu cried out and tried to grab the kimono that Sayuri had taken from her, but Mikoto quickly picked Chinatsu up.

Perhaps because of Chinatsu's antics, Sayuri didn't seem too shy anymore.

She held up the kimono in front of her, gesturing with it, and kept glancing at Katsuhiko, looking like she couldn't wait to wear it and show it to him.

However, Katsuhiko was examining a company brochure for "Watanabe Food Processing Factory" from all angles...

Mikoto glanced again at the shy Sayuri, sighed softly, shrugged, and carried Chinatsu straight to the entrance, saying, "Now that the gift has been delivered, bye-bye~"

Clutching her kimono, Sayuri quickly caught up to the entrance, head bowed, and stammered, "Is...is it leaving so soon? I haven't...had any water yet..."

Mikoto helped Chinatsu put on her little shoes, got up and walked out of the room, saying jokingly, "I won't disturb your time together any longer, go back now! Don't bother seeing me off."

"Oh..." Sayuri stammered awkwardly, fiddling with her clothes and lowering her head. "Manager Mikoto, my apologies..."

"Don't mind it~" Mikoto shrugged, nonchalantly turning and walking down the stairs.

Just as Sayuri was about to close the door, Katsuhiko patted her shoulder from behind and said, "You change your clothes in the room first. I'll go see Mikoto and Chinatsu off. After all, they've brought such beautiful clothes, so we should be polite."

"Um...please thank Manager Mikoto for me. I...I'm actually very grateful..." Sayuri felt dizzy and embarrassed mainly because of Mikoto's teasing.

Katsuhiko gave one more instruction, put on his slippers, closed the door, and hurried down the stairs.

This is the fourth floor. Mikoto, carrying Chinatsu, has just come down to the third floor.

Katsuhiko strode over and took Chinatsu directly from Mikoto's arms.

Mikoto seemed to have seen Katsuhiko earlier. She pursed her lips, stepped aside slightly, and wanted Katsuhiko to carry Chinatsu in front.

Katsuhiko raised an eyebrow, then put his free right hand around Mikoto's waist and led her down the creaking wooden stairs.

Mikoto glanced back cautiously, but didn't say anything.

They walked from the fourth floor to the first floor without saying a word.

As soon as they stepped out of the building, Mikoto couldn't hold back any longer and whispered, "Why didn't you ask me why I didn't ask Sayuri to look after Chinatsu?"

That's your charm.

Just as she entered the room, Mikoto took off her coat at the entrance, revealing an exaggeratedly sexy outfit, but she immediately put it back on.

Katsuhiko immediately realized that Mikoto probably didn't want Sayuri to overthink things.

The reason he carried Chinatsu away was because he saw the undisguised expectation in Sayuri's eyes.

Mikoto is maintaining her original intention of not competing or vying for anything...

This is precisely Misaka's charm: stability.

She has a great figure, is gentle and considerate, understanding, and doesn't interfere with her private life... What romantic man wouldn't like that?

As Katsuhiko spoke, he moved his hand, which had been resting on Mikoto's curved waist, down the curve, finally stroking and pinching her soft, bouncy buttocks. He then asked, "What time does Chinatsu-chan usually wake up in the morning?"

After all, she was holding a child in her arms, so it wasn't appropriate to do anything too strenuous, and she couldn't even speak too explicitly, lest the child learn it and set a bad example...

"Around nine o'clock in the morning..." Mikoto twisted her long neck slightly, her earlobes turning red.

"I'll be waiting for you at the convenience store at five o'clock tomorrow morning, and we can renovate the store together while we're at it."

"Aren't you overworking yourself?"

"A man should always take responsibility for his 'mistakes'." Katsuhiko said with an air of righteousness, touching the coin in his pocket. "Don't underestimate my willpower; it will be beyond your imagination."

Although I can't be with her tonight, I must be with her properly tomorrow morning. Whether it's Sayuri, who's "good at saving money," Mikoto, who's "unassuming and doesn't fight for anything," or whoever will come in the future, I'll treat them all equally. I have the ability to do so.

It's a shame that we have to get the coins from Kotohashi, which is quite annoying.

Fortunately, it only lasts for 7 days. I'll find a chance to use up the 7 days with Qinye, and then transfer the time to someone else, regardless of gender, to get a box of coins to use as consumables...

"All right……"

Mikoto inexplicably recalled the little gestures Katsuhiko made towards the two female dancers at the TV station that morning... were they probably two more "mistakes"?

Mikoto tilted her head helplessly, glanced at Katsuhiko's face again, and whispered, "If one day I suddenly start to get jealous, you will... never mind, my mind is a bit confused."

Mikoto patted her forehead as she spoke, feeling quite troubled and unsure of what to say.

"Eat however you want, it's better if they fight."

As he spoke, Sheng Yan opened the back door of the car and locked Chinatsu into the child seat.

Mikoto was both annoyed and amused, unsure how to respond. Helpless, she rubbed her forehead and got into the car.

Just now in the car, Katsuhiko's casual and natural use of "Father-in-law" made Mikoto a little dizzy, and she couldn't calm her racing heart. If it weren't for Chinatsu in the back seat staring at her with her big, round eyes, she would have pounced on Katsuhiko.

But upon seeing Xiaobaihe's shy, demure demeanor, she immediately realized she had to hold back.

After all, my situation isn't the same as Xiaobaihe's, and if I try to steal the spotlight too much, I'll lose my way.

After seeing Mikoto off, Katsuhiko returned to the fourth floor and pushed open the door.

Xiaobaihe was kneeling on the floor at the entrance, her hands flat on her knees, sitting upright.

She had already put on the white kimono embroidered with pink cherry blossom petals.

She also styled her short, straight hair with bangs into a bun on top of her head, highlighting her clear eyebrows and eyes and smooth forehead. The childishness that was initially perceived due to her petite stature vanished instantly, replaced by a youthful maturity.

She tilted her head slightly to the side, revealing her rosy face and highlighting the length of her fair, rosy neck.

Of course, because the kimono fit her figure so well, it made her breasts look exceptionally full, and the bodice below her delicate collarbone had a sense of heaviness.

She lowered her eyes and looked shy.

"Welcome home, welcome..." Sayuri's lowered eyelashes trembled.

Katsuhiko closed the door behind him, half-squatted down in front of Sayuri, touched the hair piled up on top of her head, and said, "Your hairstyle is really nice, very mature."

"Hmm~" Sayuri's pink lips curved into a slight smile, her eyes darting around, and she slowly nodded her head.

Katsuhiko, as usual, grabbed the front of her shirt, pulled it forward, and peeked inside. It was a little dazzling. He asked, "Have you eaten?"

Little Lily blinked, her eyes sparkling with an obedient charm, and nodded meekly, "Mmm~"

"Let's start learning!" Katsuhiko said, picking Sayuri up in his arms and carrying her directly to the tatami mat.

Katsuhiko fully understood the newcomer's shyness and showed plenty of patience towards Sayuri's bashfulness, which involved keeping her eyes closed, covering her face, and remaining passive throughout.

After all, she's a newcomer; we can't let her have any psychological trauma from such a happy event.

But as a newcomer, even if all the prerequisites are met, at the crucial moment...

Katsuhiko wasted his time by exchanging a coin for a "recovery potion".

Although such things are extraordinary, in a modern society governed by the rule of law, where are there so many life-and-death struggles?

Keep one in case of an emergency, and use the rest as consumables.

It's a private energy drink, and a power bank that can only be used secretly by family members.

It's impossible to sell it on the market, nor is it possible to give it to a stranger with a terminal illness. As for the two girl group members who fell off the stage, let's categorize them as guinea pigs in a successful experiment.

Even if they actually spread it, they would only be seen as crazy; the mainstream cannot tolerate non-mainstream.

Think back to those once-arrogant non-mainstream individuals; aren't they all reduced to mediocrity now?

At this moment, Sayuri's eyes were dazed, tears of happiness welled up in the corners of her eyes, and her lips trembled as she murmured, "It's okay... I, I'm okay..."

Xiaobaihe wasn't lying, of course. For someone you can entrust your heart and soul to, emotions are the most important thing, and this little situation is nothing at all.

I have an itchy bump on my body. It hurts when I scratch it, but it itches when I don't. What should I do?

Katsuhiko still poured the recovery potion into her.

As the small bottle vanished into thin air, Little Lily's dazed eyes suddenly snapped shut. Her previously pale face flushed crimson, and she shook her head, calling out softly in a tearful voice:

"Please, stop teasing me like this, it hurts... I'm so embarrassed..."

Most girls are still quite reserved, and this is pretty much the limit for Sayuri in her self-controlled state.

Of course, as her emotions intensified, Sayuri gradually became dizzy, revealing a different side of herself, until she was speechless and finally murmured, "Oh my god..."

From 6 PM to 9:30 PM...

Katsuhiko came out of the kitchen carrying a bowl of udon noodles, then sat down at the small dining table, turned to look at the tatami mats, and asked:

"Little Lily, would you like some noodles?"

On the tatami mat, Sayuri stood with her back to Katsuhiko, wrapped tightly in the blanket, and whispered in a weak, trembling voice, "Thank you, I... I'm not hungry..."

"Okay, then I'll eat it myself."

The blanket on the tatami mat was partially lifted.

Katsuhiko turned around while drinking his noodles, and the cup quickly fell back down.

It's understandable; she's shy, and that's part of what makes her adorable.

"Let's go to the nearby flea market together tomorrow afternoon!" Sheng Yan said while eating noodles.

"Mmm." A soft, shy voice came from under the covers. The covers were lifted a little more, and Sheng Yan turned his head to glance over, but she quickly covered them again.

Katsuhiko plans to have Sayuri learn about the "appraisal" and "procurement" of second-hand items so that she can take over the second-hand store as a manager in the future, and then form a strong alliance with Mikoto's convenience store.

Even if the two of them fall out over something someday, they won't be able to separate. Of course, the best outcome would be for them to have a deep bond and not mind each other... As for how to not mind each other, they'd definitely find a common enemy, which would be a real headache.

It was not even ten o'clock after dinner, and Sheng Yan was not sleepy at all. Xiao Baihe was still hiding under the covers, peeking out.

Sheng Yan remembered the company brochure he had seen before, and since he hadn't even looked at the attached envelope, he simply tore open the letter.

The quilt on the tatami was lifted a little more, revealing half of Sayuri's flushed face, her bright eyes shining with shyness.

"It was sent by Kenta," Katsuhiko said, looking at the letter. "He's asking if I want to work at his factory..."

In the letter, Kenta gave a simple greeting and then asked Katsuhiko if he had found a job. If he hadn't, he suggested that Katsuhiko visit his "Watanabe Food Processing Plant".

Kenta's father is about to retire, and he is preparing to take over the factory completely.

Of course, I also complained about his situation, which is that he had to go back to work the day after the wedding, which is really tough. The plan to go on our honeymoon to Bali, which I had made with Qinye, was also canceled. I felt sad and wanted to cry.

He also casually inquired about Sheng Yan's new girlfriend, how things were going, when they were getting married, and whether she should send him an invitation.

Katsuhiko briefly summarized the contents of the letter to Sayuri, then put the letter back on the small table and commented, "Kenta is indeed a good brother. When we get married, we'll send him an invitation."

Suddenly, Sayuri sat up abruptly, wrapped in the blanket, her eyes wide as she stared intently at Katsuhiko. Her lips trembled as she asked, "When...when will you send him...invitations?"

"Once we have a wedding house, I'll send him an invitation immediately," Sheng Yan said decisively.

Xiaobaihe's eyes immediately lit up with joy and anticipation, then she nodded slightly, as if bowing: "Yes!"

"You can call me 'husband' now," Sheng Yan said, extending his palm forward and hooking his index finger at her. "Say it out to me."

Xiaobaihe's kneeling body stiffened, then she slowly shrank back up, covering her head again. After a while, she lifted a crack in the blanket, and a shy voice came out: "Husband~"

"That sounds great!" Katsuhiko pounced on the tatami again, pulled back the covers and buried his head inside. "Come on, let's keep studying."

"Ah~~? But... but..." Little Lily whispered, her voice trembling.

"You hesitated when you called out 'husband' just now. Now, learn this and say it a hundred times."

"It's not hesitation, it's just... ah~~" Xiaobaihe's body trembled slightly, wrapped in the blanket. After a long while, she whispered as if facing death, "Then... then okay~ husband..."

Perhaps because she had a reliable address, Xiaobaihe made significant progress in her studies. She was very enthusiastic, calling out "Husband~" one moment and "Oh my god~" the next.

Perhaps because she was so emotional, she didn't shout it a hundred times.

Before 10:30, she fell silent. After waking up, she wrapped her fair body, which was covered with a layer of pink, under the quilt again. This time, Sheng Yan did not let her digest the shame alone, but pulled her over and put her in his arms.

The aftercare is also important. For women, the emotions are what matter... If a man falls asleep immediately, all the effort beforehand will be wasted.

"Are you alright?" Katsuhiko gently stroked Sayuri's smooth back and asked softly.

Both of them were covered in a light sweat, but the scent of shampoo and shower gel made them feel quite relaxed and cozy.

"Mmm~" Sayuri's forehead, covered in fine sweat, pressed against Katsuhiko's chest and gently touched it, it slid.

Katsuhiko slipped his arm under Sayuri's armpits, then rolled over and placed her on top of him, asking, "Wasn't that a bit too much?"

Sayuri seemed too shy to speak, pressing her forehead against Katsuhiko's neck. After a while, she shook her head slightly, scooted her legs into Katsuhiko's arms, and whispered, "No..."

Katsuhiko turned and hugged her again, gently stroking her back, and said, "Go to sleep!"

-

He hadn't gone to bed very late last night, but Sheng Yan had something on his mind, and woke up promptly at around five o'clock.

A responsible time management master must have a strict work and rest schedule.

He was going to the convenience store to keep his appointment.

Little Lily's petite body was curled up in his arms, her breathing steady, clearly fast asleep.

Katsuhiko quietly got off the tatami mat, turning on a dim yellow lamp instead of the main light. He then rummaged through the cupboard for paper and a pen, leaving her a note that essentially said: Mikoto's convenience store is going to be renovated during the holiday, and he's rented half the space to open a used goods store. He needs her help out... Also, he told her to rest at home and he'd pick her up at noon to go to the secondhand market to pick up some items...

The eastern horizon was tinged with blue and white, and there were stars in the sky.

The streets were still quite deserted before 5 a.m. Only when passing through the breakfast stalls could you see a few scattered figures, mostly elderly people doing their morning exercise.

There weren't many customers, probably because of the Golden Week holiday.

Katsuhiko bought two Japanese omelets and a bowl of ochazuke (rice with tea), and ate them as he walked.

Less than twenty minutes later. The GG sign in the convenience store was off, the roller shutter was pulled down two-thirds of the way down, and a faint light shone through the gap.

Mikoto had been waiting for a long time, but in the dim light, she seemed rather lonely...

Sheng Yan thought for a moment, then drank a [Recovery Potion]. It tasted like plain water, but the moment it went down, he felt refreshed.

Judging from Xiaobaihe's situation, the [Recovery Potion] is just a recovery item; it can only restore the body to its optimal state. If you're still hungry, you'll still be hungry, and if you overwork yourself, you'll be back to normal. It's just a power bank.

There are two coins and one [Focus Potion] left. Go check on Kenta when you have time and use up the countdown timer locked on Kotohashi...