My deskmate is actually my yandere reader.

"Izumi, where do you want to go? Hmm?"

A soft, charming voice came from beside my ear, sending a tingling sensation through me.

Kurose Izumi couldn't help but shiver.

"I...I need to use the restroom, my stomach hurts a little."

He forced a smile that seemed to hold back tears, and said this.

"Hmph, don't even think about escaping."

"No, how could I dare?"

"That's good..."

Many years later, when Izumi Kurose, now a middle-aged man, was interviewed, he was asked a very interesting question.

The question is: When you were young, were there any things you regretted?

He answered no at the time, but in his heart he said yes.

If he could truly regret it, Izumi Kurose would like to postpone his decision to live with his wife.

At the very least, postpone it until after the wedding!

Since moving in with his wife, Chire Kurose, they've had a free juicer at home.

But what they're really making is soy milk, and they're doing it day and night!

Even if an ordinary person drinks a cup of soy milk every day, they'll get tired of it in the near future, right?

But Kurose Chire is different; she never gets tired of it, even every day!

Kurose Izumi also remembered a question, which was about his wife.

At that time, his answer was:

"She is a...troublesome, immature, but also a lovely and gentle wife."

180. Christmas Eve

December 24th, Christmas Eve.

On this day, the final exams at Mingsheng High School came to an end, and all the students breathed a long sigh of relief.

From then on, it was winter vacation.

They will return to class on January 10th of next year.

"What a painful week..."

Hirasawa Mabu stretched and groaned in dissatisfaction.

"Alright, see you next time, it should be a year from now."

As Kurose Izumi spoke, she packed her schoolbag, her mind preoccupied with thoughts of tomorrow.

Tomorrow is not only Christmas, but also Shiraishi Chire's birthday.

Tomorrow, he has something very, very important to do.

Kurose Izumi felt a little uneasy about this, unsure if she could do it well.

Please continue to support me next year.

"Isn't it too early to say that, you idiot?"

"I was just saying it offhand..."

After chatting for a few minutes, Kurose Izumi packed her schoolbag and left the classroom with Shiraishi Chiren.

Hirasawa Shinbu followed closely behind.

However, unlike the other two, he didn't go directly to the shoe cabinet, but instead went to the first-year floor.

After opening the shoe cabinet, taking out shoes and changing into them, Kurose Izumi casually suggested, "How about we invite Mother to have dinner together tomorrow?"

"I'll listen to you."

"Let's do it that way, because we're family."

"Ah."

As she stepped out of the teaching building, a gust of cold wind blew in her face, and Kurose Izumi instinctively tightened the black scarf around her neck.

"The weather is getting colder, let's eat something warm tomorrow?"

"I feel the spring is very warm, can I eat the spring?"

After saying that, Shiraishi Chiren raised the hand that was holding Kurose Izumi's and was about to bite it!

Upon seeing this, Kurose Izumi quickly said, "Stop joking! I'm not edible."

"Hmm? It tastes really good..."

Shiraishi Chiren tilted her head slightly. She opened her mouth, revealing a row of pearly white teeth, and gently bit down.

The movement was very gentle; it simply bit down.

"..."

Kurose Izumi watched this scene helplessly and sighed.

Well then, if that's all there is to it, let her be.

He ignored the dampness and warmth coming from his hands and walked forward with his head held high.

"Um..."

"...Qianlian, are you a squirrel?"

And so, Kurose Izumi was constantly being 'gnawed' by Shiraishi Chirei along the way, her face filled with helplessness.

She's gone crazy for some reason; she keeps biting his hand, whether on the street or on the tram.

'What a troublesome girlfriend.'

-

The next morning, a faint light shone through the window, illuminating the room.

After a few moments of slight trembling, Kurose Izumi slowly opened her eyes.

"Ha~"

After yawning, he sat up in bed, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and turned to look at the clock.

It's still early, only 6:14.

Kurose Izumi tiptoed off the bed, careful not to disturb Shiraishi Chiren lying beside her.

He walked to the window, lifted the curtain, and saw the first hint of dawn appearing on the horizon.

Winter days and nights are very long; it takes until at least 6:45 a.m. for it to be completely light.

After glancing at the sky, Kurose Izumi lowered the curtain, went into the bathroom to wash up, and prepared for her morning run.

I left home at exactly 6:30.

The pale dawn sky was already tinged with a golden light.

That was sunrise.

"Jingle bells~ jingle bells~ jingle all the way~"

Kurose Izumi hummed a Christmas carol as she leisurely jogged down the street.

The surrounding residents were probably still asleep, with only a few houses lit up.

However, preparations for Christmas are already complete.

Every household decorated their doors with lights and colorful lanterns, placing a Christmas tree and tying up the lights.

The Kurose family is no exception.

Just last night, Kurose Izumi and Shiraishi Chiren had finished setting things up together.

After returning home from her morning run, Izumi Kurose took off her scarf and coat and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

Although I didn't sweat, my body felt quite cold and needed some hot water to soothe it.

After turning on the shower and adjusting the water temperature to a comfortable level, Izumi Kurose bathed in the steaming hot water, letting out a soothing sigh.

Hot water slid down his handsome, well-defined face to his neck, then to his collarbone, chest... and finally flowed onto the white porcelain floor, draining out through the spout.

After taking a shower, Kurose Izumi, with her hair still half-dry, opened the refrigerator, took out the ingredients, went into the kitchen, and quickly made breakfast, which she then placed on the table.

Today's breakfast includes: clam miso soup, bacon and omelet, grilled salmon, and rice balls.

Afterwards, Kurose Izumi walked into the master bedroom, came to the bedside, pinched Shiraishi Chire's little face, and whispered, "Chire, wake up, breakfast is ready."

"Hmm... I'll sleep a little longer."

After muttering something, Shiraishi Chiren turned over and let out a soft, resentful sigh.

"Is it a billion-dollar event? How long exactly?"

Five minutes.

After receiving a definite response, Kurose Izumi stood quietly by the bed, waiting for time to pass.

Five minutes later, without saying a word, he pulled back the covers, picked up Shiraishi Chiren, and carried her to the bathroom.

But Shiraishi Chiren, who was in his arms, still did not react.

She simply reached out her small hand and grabbed Kurose Izumi's collar.

He carried her to the bathroom, put Shiraishi Chiren down, fetched a basin of hot water, and naturally brushed her teeth and washed her face.

"Open your mouth."

"Ah~"

"gargle."