A newbie's anime life diary

After resting, the two began their second round of sightseeing in the afternoon, putting their belongings into the car of their assistant who was waiting not far behind them, and traveling light.

They played until evening before taking a car to the Hilton Hotel near Shinjuku, where the most luxurious room had already been booked.

But the most important thing now is the candlelight dinner we had agreed on before.

Although she could have had the food brought to her room, Shiyu chose to eat in the restaurant instead.

After completing the formalities, the two went to the hotel's Western restaurant and chose a window seat, where they could enjoy a great view of the sunset in the distance.

"A candlelight dinner, huh?" Looking at the elaborately arranged dinner, Shiyu looked at Yuki with some curiosity. "Have you ever eaten here with those two before?"

"Um...it seems not." Xuehui paused for a moment after hearing this, and then gave a wry smile. "Speaking of which, Shiyu, you've eaten out quite a few times, and even Western food, I've only ever eaten with you. Although I don't particularly like it, the ambiance is indeed quite nice."

As he spoke, he picked up a glass of red wine and gestured, "Although you insisted on having red wine, please don't get drunk, or I'll have to carry you to your room."

"I should be the one saying that. I kind of regret encouraging you to drink, Yuki-kun." Shiyu raised her glass with a bright smile.

Although Xuehui prefers rice to steak, as he himself said, sometimes the ambiance is more important than the food, isn't it?

Eating Chinese food feels completely different from eating Western food, especially in certain settings.

We had a candlelight dinner, and because we requested that the food be served slowly, it took more than an hour for the two of us to eat. Overall, we were very satisfied.

The only thing Xuehui never expected was that Shiyu, who had been so confident at the beginning, had already turned rosy-cheeked after just a third of a glass of red wine.

Fortunately, he was still clear-headed and didn't talk nonsense; it was just that his expression was a bit off.

Given Shiyu's condition, Xuehui had no choice but to take her back to the luxury suite on the upper floor of the hotel.

After walking up and drinking a cup of the prepared hangover tea, Shiyu finally felt much better.

"Hmm... I only had a small sip at home before, on my mother's birthday. I didn't expect I couldn't even finish half a cup." Sitting on the edge of the bed, Shiyu muttered to herself, then a warm towel was patted on her face.

"Ah!" Shiyu quickly took the towel off her face, glared at Xuehui who was grinning beside her, and pouted, "Xuehui-kun, ladies need to be cared for, don't be so rude."

Seeing the girl wiping her face with a towel, Xuehui thought for a moment and asked, "Are you sure you're not going back tonight?"

Shi Yu paused in her work and replied, "Yeah, I'm not going back. I've already booked the hotel, so I might as well sleep here. I'll call my mother later; there shouldn't be any problem."

Nodding, Xuehui didn't say anything more and walked towards the bathroom: "You should calm down and sober up first. I'm going to take a shower."

After Xuehui left the bedroom, Shiyu went to the windowsill and looked down at the tiny vehicles and almost invisible pedestrians below, recalling their conversation during the day.

After listening to Nurarihyon's story about him and his wife Sakura, Utaha remained silent for a long time before coming back to her senses. Looking at the old man in front of her, she asked, "You... didn't you think of any way to prolong your wife's life back then? Didn't you ever regret the outcome?"

"Do you regret it?" Nurarihyon repeated, then said calmly, "The lifespans of humans and yokai are inherently unequal, something we've known for a long time. I only know that I was happy when I was with Sakura-hime, and she left with a smile, so what is there to regret? It's just that I still have this Nura Clan and my family to protect, and I feel a little bad that I can't see her sooner."

At this point, Nurarihyon looked at Utaha and smiled: "Little girl, are you still hesitating?"

"...How did you figure that out? Was it the power of a yokai?"

"Haha, it's just the insight of someone who's been there." Nurarihyon stood up, opened the door, looked at the scenery outside, and said calmly, "Sakura-hime once told me that a human's lifespan is only a fleeting hundred years. How much can one truly grasp? So why bother with things that disturb your peace of mind? Just focus on the present. What do you say, little girl?"

Is life but a fleeting hundred years?

Coming to her senses, Shiho repeated Nurarihyon's words, smiled, took out her phone, and dialed home.

"That's true. Since we've already made up our minds, what's there to hesitate about? I'm not the kind of person who would just hide in a corner and lament."

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There's no particular reason for this chapter being 2K; it's just that it's the weekend and I want to play games!!!

Yes, the chapter tonight will get 3K, that's guaranteed.

Chapter 132 Aggressive Kasumigaoka Utaha

In the bathroom, Yukiteru was lying in the spacious bathtub, enjoying a comfortable soak, while also taking out his phone to talk to Yukino, who was with Shizuka.

"So, you're not coming back today?"

Hearing Yukiteru's words, Yukino's tone changed slightly, and she unconsciously puffed out her cheeks while sitting on the sofa.

Why is this not what I expected? Why are they all ahead of me?

Does Yukiteru really like women with good figures?

But then again, that doesn't make sense. When the two of them are alone, his intentions are quite obvious.

Yukino was a little confused.

Tsk, it seems we can't let this go on any longer. If we give them an opportunity, this is what will happen.

Yukiteru, on the other end of the phone, also sensed a hint of dissatisfaction in Yukino's voice, and could only say apologetically, "Sorry, we'll be back tomorrow morning, we're going to look at houses together."

"Okay, it's good that you remember. Jing and I are waiting for you at the apartment."

"...I'm sorry, Yukino." Lying in the bathtub with his head tilted back, Yukiteru didn't know what to say for a moment. Sometimes it's easy to say something but hard to do it.

"No need to apologize. If you really want to, then... then find some time to spend with me too."

"Ah, then it's settled." Hearing Yukino's words, Yukiteru could imagine that she must be blushing right now. It seems that he still hadn't done a good enough job.

After chatting for a while, Xuehui hung up the phone, got up, dried herself off, put on a bathrobe, and walked out of the bathroom.

While drying his still slightly damp hair with a towel, Xuehui entered the bedroom and saw Shiyu standing by the window, holding her phone.

"What's wrong? Have you contacted your family?"

Turning her head, Shiyu looked at Xuehui, who was only wearing a white bathrobe, picked up her phone and waved it: "Mom doesn't agree to me staying out overnight, but I didn't listen. I just hung up and turned off my phone."

"Um... what did you say?"

"I told you that we were out there gathering material and we were so tired that we weren't planning to come back."

"It seems your uncle and aunt are worried that I'll do something bad." Xuehui laughed. Although he had met Shiyu's parents, it wasn't so easy to accept that his daughter would spend the night with a boy so soon.

"Pshaw, I'm already 18 years old. I can make my own decisions about this."

Setting her phone aside, Shiyu stepped forward, hugged Yukihiro tightly, sniffed his chest, and asked, "Hey, Yukihiro-kun, there's only one bedroom here. How are we going to sleep tonight?"

"If you don't agree, I can sleep outside." Xuehui smiled, not caring much. Although doing things he loved was very enjoyable, he wasn't always thinking about those things. He cared more about the girl's feelings.

"Mmm~~~ You said it yourself." She tiptoed and gave Xuehui a light kiss on the cheek, then briskly pulled away from his embrace and walked towards the door with a smile. "I'm going to take a shower too, don't peek."

"Why don't you just lock the door?"

After making a complaint, Xuehui left the bedroom and sat down on the sofa in the living room, drinking tea and watching TV.

I went to the Nura Clan today. Although we didn't talk in detail, I learned some things about Hagoromo Gitsune from Nurarihyon's account.

Four hundred years ago, Hagoromo Gitsune was the body of Yodo, the mother of Toyotomi Hideyori. Through this, she controlled the upper echelons of human society in Kyoto, collecting wealthy women and even princesses to eat.

However, if Hagoromo Gitsune were to reappear after being defeated by Nurarihyon, she would undoubtedly use the same method to possess a woman. As for who that woman is, if she doesn't reveal herself, there's no way to find out.

Putting aside Hagoromo Gitsune's ability to conceal her demonic aura as a powerful demon, she also has a group of strong demons by her side, so hiding herself wouldn't be difficult at all.

'I can't remember the specifics, but I'm certain the other person is in Kyoto.'

Although it's been a long time and Yukiteru can't remember the plot clearly, he does remember that the second season of the anime takes place in Kyoto.

"Kyoto, when should we go see it...?"

"You're going to Kyoto?"

Shiyu's voice came through, and Yuki stopped thinking, turning around to see Shiyu, who was wearing a white bathrobe just like him, walking into the living room.

"Ah, some things might happen in the future. I'm thinking of going to Kyoto and talking to the people there. But I'll probably go with my teacher. Those Onmyoji are not easy to talk to."

The Onmyoji of the Hanakain family are known for their strictness and poor communication skills; it's really difficult to get in touch with them without bringing some kind of reputation with you.

Hearing Xuehui say this, Shiyu didn't respond. She didn't understand these things and wouldn't get too involved.

She walked over to the sofa and sat down next to Xuehui, her legs exposed under her bathrobe. She lifted them up and placed them on the sofa, leaning against Xuehui.

With a large movement, and given that the bathrobe was already loose, it naturally slipped down at the shoulders, revealing Xuehui's fair and delicate collarbone.

"Shiyu, can't you stop tempting me like this?" The girl had just finished showering, and her slightly warm body seemed like a seductive vortex, drawing Xuehui in and making him breathe rapidly.

"Don't you feel any attraction to me at all, even looking like this?" Shiyu said, moving even closer to Xuehui.

I was just thinking about Hagoromo Gitsune, and now there's a fox spirit here.

Yukiteru smiled wryly, and at that moment, Utaha said, "Hey, Yukiteru-kun, tell me, how many years do you think I can live?"

"?" Xuehui was a little confused, but still said, "As for Shiyu, I think it wouldn't be difficult for her to live a long and healthy life, right?"

"Is that so? And what about you?" Shiyu raised her head, looking at Xuehui thoughtfully. "Although I don't know how amazing you are, Xuehui-kun, I can imagine that it wouldn't be difficult for people like you to live for several more decades. By then, I might be an old woman while you're still middle-aged."

"Are you thinking about that?" Xuehui smiled and said nonchalantly, "Perhaps that is true, but I'm not very interested in becoming an old codger. Life is short, which is why we cherish it so much. I think I should choose to grow old with you all; that would be more in line with my expectations, wouldn't it?"

"Then tell me, what kind of mindset did that general have to persevere until now? After hearing his story, I know that he is in a very bad state."

"Perhaps it's because of attachment—attachment to family, or perhaps a promise to his wife," Xuehui thought to himself. He also felt a lot of emotions about the sly old man who had transformed into a short, wretched man. If it were him, perhaps he couldn't have endured it for so many years.

"Yes, he's really amazing. So I think, there's no reason to give up on someone you like, someone you only meet once in your life."

Suddenly, Shi Yu turned around and pushed Xue Hui down onto the sofa. With her bare shoulder on top of him, she looked down at him and said, "I've been hesitant for a while. I'm just someone who doesn't have any merits other than writing novels. I'm also arrogant and sharp-tongued. How can I get you to pay more attention to me? But after thinking about it, I still haven't come to a conclusion."

"..." Xuehui looked at Shiyu, who was supporting herself with her hands on top of him, and remained silent for a while before saying, "Are those things really that important? As for your strengths, I think you have many. You have a great figure, you're beautiful, and you have the long, straight black hair that I like. Although you're sharp-tongued, you're truly a gentle person. You work tirelessly day and night on things you love, and that kind of perseverance is invaluable to me. I could list many more strengths if you wanted to hear them. And my feelings for you have nothing to do with your status or anything like that. It's simply because you are Kasumigaoka Shiyu, my senior, and my writer colleague. My attention to you will never diminish."

"Hehehe... those are really heartwarming words, Yuki-kun." Shiyu's face was flushed, and she leaned down and lay directly on Yuki's chest, letting him hug her. "Hey, keep an eye on me from now on, okay? Of course, I will also try my best to become a great writer. You definitely don't have that much experience writing novels, so I'll take care of those things."

"If it's Shiyu, she'll definitely succeed," Yukihira replied with a smile, holding the girl in his arms.

At that moment, Shiyu stirred in Xuehui's arms, suddenly rubbing against Xuehui's bathrobe to reveal her firm chest. Then, to Xuehui's surprise, she stuck out her pink tongue and gently licked it.

Wow... what a little fox...

Hearing the increasingly rapid heaving of her chest, Shiyu giggled and looked up at Xuehui, saying, "We're already in the hotel, aren't you going to do anything yet, Xuehui-kun?"

Swallowing hard, Xuehui decided not to pretend to be a saint since the other party had said so. He flipped over, moved the girl in his arms to the bottom, and lowered his head to kiss her.

Without even unbuttoning his bathrobe, he went straight down the hem and touched her bare, fair thighs.

Shiyu looks amazing in black stockings, but now she exudes an even more irresistible charm.

Little by little, move your hand upwards.

Suddenly, Xuehui paused, raised his head, and pulled away from Shiyu's lips, looking at the girl and asking, "You... are you wearing a vacuum inside?"

The small piece of cloth that I was supposed to have encountered while walking upwards just now was nowhere to be found!

Is it no wonder she was determined to seduce Shiyu? How audacious!