In the anime, Ai Li's father really doesn't want to be a yellow-haired man

As the door closed, an ambiguous atmosphere immediately surrounded them.

As soon as he entered Yukino's house, Takashi was greeted by a refreshing fragrance... It was the fresh scent of shower gel and shampoo, mixed with a subtle citrus scent, which made people feel particularly comfortable.

He looked at Yukino... She was wearing a thin dress and a pair of soft slippers. Her hair was slightly wet and messy, and it was obvious that she had just taken a shower.

"Remember the last time we met was two years ago? It's been a long time since we last met." Xiaosan said with a smile, with a hint of ease in his tone.

"Hmm." Yukino responded in a whisper as soft as a mosquito. Feeling Takashi's gaze, Yukino's face flushed slightly and she lowered her head shyly. In order to ease the current awkward situation, she whispered, "What do you want to drink? I'll pour it for you."

Although she was in her own home, Yukino seemed very reserved and a little at a loss.

However, just as Yukino turned around, her wrist was gently grabbed by Kozo. "Don't bother. I have something important to tell you." Kozo's tone was firm, his eyes revealing seriousness.

The moment her hand was touched, Yukino's heart skipped a beat, racing to a beat faster. She felt a strange mixture of nervousness and anticipation. "Is it something important..." Yukino murmured, swallowing. Her surging young heart began to wander.

Seeing Yukino's reaction, Kozo realized that there was something wrong with his words, but it was too late for him to correct them. But Kozo thought about it again...it seemed that there was no need to correct them, as there was nothing wrong with what he said.

"Wait a minute." Xiaosan said softly. He slowly walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and carefully pulled the curtains.

Xueno watched his actions, her heart pounding and her mind full of wild thoughts.

The calmness of the past was gone at this moment. Instead,... my heartbeat quickened, my cheeks heated up, and I imagined what would happen next. "If it's Onii-chan... it's not impossible."

Kosan turned around and looked at Yukino. He said gently, "Yukino, come here for a moment."

Yukino nodded and walked over obediently.

As the distance between them shortened, she could feel the warmth emanating from Takashi San, which made her heart even more flustered.

When Yukino came to Takashi's side, her heart was filled with anxiety and her eyes were blurry. She didn't dare to look directly into Takashi's eyes, so she lowered her head and let her gaze fall on his chest. She felt her cheeks getting hot and her breathing became rapid.

Yukino looked at the four stacks of US dollar bills that Kozo slowly took out of his pocket... The bills were neatly stacked on the coffee table, with about four to five hundred bills in each stack, and a total of about two thousand bills.

Her eyes widened slightly, showing some surprise and confusion.

"This is all I have. Please keep it for me. Use it if you want." Xiaosan's voice was gentle and his eyes were full of affection.

Yukino looked at him in confusion, not understanding his intention.

"Finally..." Takashi San gently caressed her face, slowly resting his hand against her forehead... The two of them were so close that their breaths mingled. "No matter what happens, I love you."

At this moment, Yukino felt Takashi's deep love... The doubts in her heart gradually dissipated, replaced by a deep trust and dependence.

Yukino opened her lips slightly and whispered softly, "Me too." These three words carried all her emotions and responses.

Just as Yukino closed her eyes, ready for the kiss, Takashi suddenly pulled away. "It's getting late, you should get some rest too. I have to get back to school."

Yukino's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes with a hint of loss in her eyes.

Xiaosan didn't give her much time to react or think, he turned and walked towards the entrance.

His pace seemed a little hurried... When he reached the entrance, he stopped and looked back at Yukino, "See you next time." Takashi's voice still sounded so gentle.

Yukino wanted to keep him, her lips slightly opened, but she was too embarrassed to say the words to keep him.

The academic workload at Tokyo University must be very heavy...

Xiao San must have something important to do...

I can't help much either...

With mixed feelings, she finally said hesitantly, "Goodbye...goodbye." These two words seemed to have exhausted all her courage.

She watched Xiaosan leave until his figure was blocked by the closed door.

Yukino stood by the coffee table, her eyes fixed on the four neatly stacked stacks of US dollar bills. She slowly reached out, her fingertips lightly touching the edges of the bills. "Is that all..." she murmured. She still didn't quite understand why Takashi San had left all the money for her.

It was late at night, and Yukino curled up in the soft quilt, lying on her side, holding her cell phone tightly in both hands... The light on the screen was particularly dazzling in the darkness.

She opened the search engine on her browser and kept changing the keywords, trying to find the answer to the question that was bothering her...

What does it mean when a man gives money to a woman?

What does it mean when a man gives his money to a woman for safekeeping?

Many messages flashed before her eyes until this post caught her attention.

The blogger who posted the message seems to be a woman full of resentment, and her words reveal her dissatisfaction with Japanese men and her yearning for foreign men.

She complained about how stingy Japanese men were, unwilling to give their girlfriends money to manage, and even cheating on them. Chinese men, on the other hand, were much better. They not only gave their girlfriends money but also generous wedding gifts. They also didn't restrict their girlfriends' freedom and were completely obedient. Even if their girlfriends fell in love with other men, Chinese men wouldn't denigrate or blame them; they would simply blame themselves for being unworthy.

The comments below were also very lively, with many women agreeing with the blogger's views and sharing their own experiences and opinions.

10: My boyfriend is still using my money (乂｀д?)

15: So envious (T_T)

16: That's right, Japanese men are the worst in the world. Japanese men should all die, die, die, die...

28: Is it because you guys aren’t attractive enough? Several of my boyfriends are giving me money (laughs)

Of course, some men have debunked the rumors, pointing out that not all Chinese men are like this, that they are capable of domestic violence, murder, and dismemberment... describing them as terrifying. But others have also posted comments like, "You should all marry him, www," "That's a great decision," and "I hope the sovereign will accept you."

The two sides were arguing endlessly, but Yukino fell into deep thought.

Xueno stared at the quarrelsome comments on the phone screen, feeling as if her mood was shrouded in dark clouds, becoming increasingly heavy... Finally, she let out a long sigh, lightly tapped her finger, exited the interface, and closed the flip cover.

Yukino put her phone aside and said to herself, "As expected, I can't watch these things... It's easy to be swept up in the collective emotions when you are close to a group. It seems that my heart is not strong enough." She closed her eyes, trying to distance herself from those negative emotions and calm the waves in her heart.

Xueno's thoughts wandered. She recalled what her mother had said last time, combined with what she had just seen online... Xueno's heart couldn't help but ripple. She murmured, "Is this what they call a money bag?"

Finally, Yukino came to a conclusion that made her happy: Does this mean that Kozo has given the money to her to manage?

With these beautiful thoughts in mind, a smile that is rarely seen on Yukino's pretty face... She closed her eyes, put all the worries and doubts behind her, leaving only the warmth and sweetness in her heart. Her breathing gradually became steady and deep, and she immersed herself in a sweet dream.

Chapter 8: 008 Crossing the Attack on Titan, Mission: Cuckolding Allen

In the living room at night, the lights were soft, Haruno and Mrs. Yukinoshita were sitting on the sofa, and the air was filled with the faint fragrance of tea.

"Although Takashita's performance is exceptional and his behavior is impeccable, but..." Mrs. Yukinoshita spoke slowly, with a hint of worry in her voice, "But you should be able to see that the child is distant from us..." After saying that, she took a sip of the steaming hot tea.

True to his name, Kozo's grades have consistently ranked among the top three in his grade since childhood. But that doesn't mean he can't achieve first place... If there's a scholarship that requires first place, he'll give it his all. Unlike Haruno and Yukino, Kozo has never lost money for his family, requiring no investment from them. Instead, he displays monstrous abilities that bring in money.

"You're worrying too much, mother." Yang No said impatiently, interrupting Mrs. Yukinoshita's thoughts, "Okay, okay, don't worry. You've said this many times, mother, and..."

Mrs. Yukinoshita gave her a stern look, and Haruno immediately realized she had said the wrong thing... She quickly shut up. "Yes, yes, I'm listening!" Haruno said helplessly, a tone of compromise in her voice.

Seeing that Haruno's attitude had softened, Mrs. Yukinoshita continued, "That child has been unwilling to accept favors from others since he was young. He has done a lot for the family, so I can't do anything about him."

Yang No nodded thoughtfully, then said, "Because of insufficient grace, you can't issue orders at will?"

Mrs. Yukinoshita nodded and replied, "That's it."

As she was speaking, Yang No's phone suddenly rang. She reached for the phone on the coffee table and looked at the screen. "Hmm? It's a message from Yukino!" Yang No smiled. "Xukino actually contacted me on her own initiative. It's really rare."

Mrs. Yukinoshita stood up and said, "I'm going to bed first. You should get some rest early too. Don't develop the bad habit of staying up late." She walked back to the room with the steps of an elegant wife.

Yang No replied with a smile, "I know, I know. Good night, mother."

As Mrs. Yukinoshita's footsteps gradually faded away, the living room returned to peace.

Yang No clicked on Yukino's message, and the photo and content displayed on the screen made her smile freeze... The photo was of four stacks of US dollars, and a line of words was attached under the photo: My brother has given the purse to me for safekeeping.

Yang Noi's brows furrowed slightly, and a complex emotion surged in her heart.

Haruno: It's fake, right? Yukino, you can't lie to me (﹡^o^﹡)

After sending the message, Yang Noi placed the phone on the coffee table, crossed her arms across her chest, and a hint of worry appeared in her eyes.

At the same time, Yukino was sitting on the bed with a slight smile on her lips.

Late at night, Xiaosan returned to his apartment.

He gently pushed open the door and walked into the dim room, where only a desk lamp was emitting a faint light. He walked to the desk and sat down.

Xiaosan took a deep breath and began to make a final confirmation with his system.

"Attention: In this instance, you cannot bring any items from this world except for the clothing that the host has confirmed." The system's mechanical voice echoed in Xiaosan's mind.

Xiao San confirmed his intention.

"Note: The host has set the destination to travel to a city." The system's voice sounded again.

Actually...the system only has two options: "densely populated cities" and "sparsely populated suburbs".

"Note: The host's selected body age is 14 years old, no change." The system continued to prompt.

Although you can choose your age before traveling through time, Xiao San feels that your current age is just right. Xiao San is not sure what kind of world "Attack on Titan" is, but from the system description, Xiao San feels that it should be at the level of the Middle Ages.

This age is roughly the standard for adulthood in the Middle Ages. Could they lie about being a minor if they were younger? They also have a head start on the older age (Takashi San is prepared to spend ten or twenty years in the dungeon world). Their appearance at this age doesn't easily alert others, making it relatively easy to gather intelligence. They also possess the powerful mobility and resilience unique to teenagers, along with a period of novice protection that adults don't have... That's the way it's supposed to be? Teenagers and children have better luck than adults, or something like that.

at last......

'Note: The time of travel is 23:59:59 today.' After the system confirmed the time of travel, the dungeon target appeared on the interface in front of Xiaosan: Cuckold (garbled) Ackerman who likes (garbled) Yeager and make (garbled) Yeager feel heartbroken.

"Is this the quest target? The name is obscured," Xiaosan muttered. According to the system's previous prompt, only after confirming to enter the dungeon world can the quest target's name be revealed. But... only the last name?

At that moment, Xiao San's phone rang. He was slightly startled, then picked up the phone and saw the caller ID of "sister" on the screen... He hesitated for a moment, but finally chose to answer the call.

Yukino's voice came from the phone, and she sounded a little nervous, "Oh... Onii-chan..."

"Yukino, it's so late, why aren't you asleep yet?" Takashi's tone was full of tenderness and concern, as if it could be transmitted to Yukino through the telephone line.

"Um...did I disturb your rest?" Yukino's voice was soft and apologetic.

"No. As long as it's Yukino's call, I'm happy to answer it at any time." Kozo's voice became softer, making Yukino feel that his love for her had never changed with the passage of time.

Yukino was silent for a few seconds, as if she was sorting herself out, then she said softly, "Thank...thank you." There was shyness in her voice.

Kou San smiled slightly. He gently comforted her, "You're welcome, Yukino. We are family. I'll be here whenever you need me."

Hearing this, Yukino felt a surge of warmth in her heart. She knew... no matter what happened, her brother would always be her strongest support.

Yukino whispered, "Before...didn't Onii-chan give me the money for safekeeping?"

Takashi San responded, "Well, what's wrong?"

"Well... I want to hear again what you said to me when you handed me the money." Yukino's voice was still soft and still shy.

"Is that the sentence?" asked Xiaosan.

"Please say this in a serious tone, okay?" Yukino's voice was filled with a hint of nervousness and anticipation.

"Okay." Xiaosan agreed.

At this moment, Yukino hurriedly said, "Please... please wait." After about a few seconds, she continued, "I can tell you now."

Xiao San took a deep breath, then said in a serious and firm tone: "This is all I have. Please keep it for me. Use it if you want."

When Xue Nai heard this, she hummed softly and said, "Thank you. I will take good care of the money for my brother."

Finally, before hanging up the phone, Yukino reminded Kozo to take care of his health.

"Don't worry, I can take good care of myself." Takashi San responded gently as usual.

"And..." Yukino paused, seemed a little hesitant, and then said softly: "I hope brother can come to see me often when he is free. I still have a lot to say to you." Her voice became softer and softer, and it can be felt that she is very shy now.

"Of course." Xiao San replied, and then murmured in a very soft voice: "If I can come back."

Yukino didn't hear clearly what Takashi San said at the end, "Well, I'll wait for you." She said softly.

After a few pleasantries, the phone was hung up.

After Takashi San hung up, the warmth of Yukino's words still lingered in his hand. He put the phone down, his gaze lingering on the now-black screen... a mixture of emotions. Recalling his conversation with Yukino... his promise to her weighed heavily on his heart.

He knew full well that he was about to embark on a journey fraught with uncertainty and danger...even he himself wasn't sure of his safe return. And Yukino's gentle words, "I'll wait for you," made Takashi feel even more heartbroken. He was afraid, afraid that he wouldn't be able to fulfill his promise...and that he would make his family sad.

Although I anticipated that we would eventually be separated, I kept my distance from them to avoid causing further hurt when we parted ways. But... after 14 years, how could there not be any feelings?

Over on her side, Yukino sat on the bed, legs together, knees bent, body leaning forward slightly, phone clutched tightly in hand, eyes focused. Her legs were long and slender, her skin as white as snow, a faint sheen under the light, and her toes, as smooth as jade beads, would occasionally stretch and curl.

She gently ran her fingers over the phone's keys, finding the direct recording of Takashi San's voice...it was his gentle words.

Yukino sent this precious recording to Haruno via message, letting her know that no matter where she is, she is the winner.

After sending the message, she closed the flip cover of her phone, and the corners of her mouth curled up more obviously. "That's it." She whispered to herself, with satisfaction and expectation in her voice.

Inside the room, Xiaosan's gaze was fixed on the clock, the seconds ticking closer to that decisive moment... His heartbeat quickened with each tick, each beat a reminder of the unknown and the challenges he was about to face. With only minutes remaining until the time of the crossover, the air was thick with tension and oppression.

Yet, Xiaosan's eyes held no trace of retreat or hesitation, only resolute determination. He knew the magnitude of his mission and the numerous difficulties he might face. Yet, it was precisely these challenges that ignited his inner courage and strength.

"I'll do my best," he murmured with a determined look in his eyes. This was not only a promise to himself, but also a promise to all those who cared about him and had high hopes for him. His voice was soft, but it was filled with unshakable faith and determination.

As time went by, the clock hands finally pointed to 23:59:59.

Suddenly, a dazzling light illuminated the entire room like daylight. In this light, Xiao San's figure gradually became blurred... The light became stronger and stronger until it completely enveloped Xiao San and he disappeared into thin air.

The cobblestone road has stood the test of time, and the wooden houses on both sides of the street are scattered in an orderly manner...Occasionally, the hustle and bustle of life and the melodious sound of distant bells can be heard.