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Yukinoshita Miyami lowered her head shyly: "I always felt that it was more comfortable to have my hair down, and you preferred it, so I didn't let them style it."

Nomiyama sighed, stood up, took her arm, and walked out of the shop: "Fine, do it your way."

"Mmm." Yukinoshita Miyabi put her arm around his and moved closer to him.

"Gong Yu, do you think things are okay as they are?" Nomiyama suddenly asked her.

"What does 'kazehaya' mean?" Yukinoshita Miyami asked rhetorically.

“You’re the kind of person who’s rich and powerful. You must have lived a life where you could command a lot of followers. If you just glanced at the sun on the street and frowned, those lackeys would probably run over with worried expressions to hold an umbrella for you, afraid that you’d be unhappy. But now you just stay in that house every day, just waiting for me to come over for a meal and a nap when I have time. Do you really think this kind of life is okay?”

Yukinoshita Miyami looked at him for a while and realized that he was worried that she would feel wronged because of this kind of life.

She raised her lips and said, "Kazehaya doesn't understand me at all. I won't go out when the sun is strong, and they won't even give me a chance to hold an umbrella for them."

She held him tighter: "And Kazehaya, although you think this kind of life is boring, I am really happy and content. If there is anything I'm 'afraid' of, it's that I'm 'afraid' that you won't let me continue like this, and 'afraid' that you will leave."

"Okay, sure." Nomiyama responded, pulling his hand away and instead taking hers.

He walked a few steps down the street until he stopped at the traffic light, and squeezed her hand: "Actually, I've always been quite curious. Based on my understanding of myself before, I'm not likable at all. I don't know how you fell in love with me."

Yukinoshita Miyabi swayed his hand: "I don't know. When I came to my senses, I felt like I couldn't live without you."

Nomiyama rubbed his temples and said, "Don't keep saying things like you can't go on living. There's no one in this world who can't live without someone else."

Yukino Miyami remained silent and stopped waving her hand, simply waiting for the red light to turn green.

Nomiyama glanced at her, who was silent, and suddenly thought of Haruno.

The reason I turned back that night was because I realized that the young lady who usually talked nonsense and laughed all the time really didn't care about her life and was really preparing to leave.

Shaking his head, he stopped thinking about those questions and instead asked, "Since you've come all this way, is there anywhere you'd like to go?"

Yukinoshita Miyami stared at the traffic lights, lost in thought.

There are actually many places I want to go, places I want to go with him, but it doesn't seem to matter. As long as we go together, I feel happy no matter where we are. There's no need to specifically choose a location.

A thunderous roar erupted, drowning out car horns and human voices.

Looking over, Yukishima Miyabi saw a motorcycle roaring towards the end of the street, slowly stopping at the traffic light. On the motorcycle were two young men wearing full-face helmets and leather jackets, one in a black helmet and the other in a pink one. The one in the pink helmet was a girl, who spread her arms out as if to embrace the wind.

"Let's take this one and go for a bike ride."

Nomiyama nodded as if to confirm, and instead of waiting for the green light, he pulled her to the other end of the street.

"Huh???"

......

"Huh? You mean they rented a Kawasaki motorcycle and went to Tokyo?"

"What do you mean, 'what to do'? Are you stupid? Chase after them!!"

Yukino Yukino threw her phone aside and closed her eyes in the back seat of the car.

Now that she controls the Yukinoshita family, it's naturally very easy for her to investigate someone's movements.

But what does it mean that 'he and his wife rented a motorcycle and went to Tokyo'?

If this group of people weren't all from the darker side of the Yukino family that Yukino couldn't access, she wouldn't even dare let them follow any further.

"Do you think you're eighteen? Riding around the world on your crush's motorcycle? And with long, flowing hair?"

Under the snow, Yang gritted his teeth.

......

"Are you done yet?"

"Wait a minute, I'll put on my helmet."

"If you like the wind, it's okay if you don't wear it. We'll be fine even if the car is smashed."

"what?"

......

With the engine roaring, Nomiyama sped along the road against the orange sunset, heading boldly toward the edge of Chiba, which is in the direction of Tokyo.

My girlfriend wants to go to Tokyo, so of course we should go to Tokyo.

Yukinoshita Miyabi lifted her cheeks, slowly released her hands from him, and stopped hugging him tightly. Then she sat up straight and opened her arms, just like the girl she had seen.

"Aa ...

Nomiyama's lips curled up slightly when he heard her voice.

Gong Yu was actually acting strangely. If we only consider the legal age, she was more than a dozen years older than him, but because of their past relationship, she would subconsciously restrain herself in front of him and appear as a junior who wanted to rely on him.

In other words, she will subconsciously revert to being a teenage girl.

The sound of sirens reached his ears. Nomiyama glanced at the rearview mirror and saw a police car approaching from behind Miyabi, who was shouting with her eyes closed.

"Hold me tight!" he shouted in the wind.

"Hahaha! Kazehaya, run away!!" Yukinoshita Miyami laughed and clung to him tightly.

Nomiyama grinned and started to speed up.

Just kidding, I'll show you just how good the number one motorcycle rider in the arcade is at cornering.

Yeah, if I knock him over, I'll grab Gong Yu and jump into the sky to run away.

Bending at extreme speeds that won't get out of control gives you the feeling that your head is about to be smashed out of your head in the next second.

Fortunately, Nomiyama adapted quickly enough and didn't cause any problems, managing to leave the police car behind by a considerable distance.

"Tokyo!! Here we come!!!"

Nomiyama glanced back at her, who was smiling broadly with her arms outstretched, and smiled slightly before continuing to calmly control his motorcycle.

......

"By the way, if we park our motorcycle here, won't the police tow it away when they come?"

Nomiyama rubbed his chin, looking thoughtfully at the green and black motorcycle in front of him.

“It’s alright, I can save this car.” Yukinoshita Miyami stood to the side and smiled.

After saying that, she turned and walked ahead, taking his hand.

Nomiyama blinked, not intending to resist, but simply following her, who was somewhat arrogant and unrestrained.

......

"This one?" Nomiyama pointed in a certain direction.

Yukinoshita Miyami turned her head to look and frowned: "No, their materials aren't good enough."

Then Nomiyama pointed to another shop: "What about this one?"

The answer was still a negative: "No, the design here is just average."

"That?"

"No, this store doesn't do custom orders."

So Nomiyama shut his mouth and quietly followed her.

Yukinoshita Miyami pulled him forward until they reached an empty shop and stepped inside.

Ignoring the receptionist who immediately came to greet her after recognizing her, she glanced at the various formal wear for men and women in the store, and pointed to the men's suits or tuxedos.

"Those of you, try on the clothes now. After you're done, we'll take your measurements and make a custom order."

The receptionist paused for a moment, but quickly regained her gentle smile and bowed slightly: "Understood, I'll take it down for you right away."

Nomiyama's eyelids twitched incessantly: "Um... I should..."

Yukinoshita Miyabi quietly looked at him.

Nomiyama slightly raised both hands to indicate that he would obey the order.

If your girlfriend is rich and she's happy, then making her happy is the priority.

Thinking about all this, he took a tuxedo and headed to the dressing room.

Yukinoshita Miyami didn't collapse onto the sofa, her face flushed, until he entered the dressing room.

It feels so good to give him orders and then watch him not resist.

I was wrong. The best thing isn't being by his side, but letting him act according to his own wishes.

Ignoring the receptionist's strange look, Yukinoshita Miyami covered her face and rolled around on the sofa.

Until one moment, a voice rang out.

"Oh, isn't this Mother? What's this? Long time no see, have you been stealing men all the way to Ginza, Tokyo?"

Yukinoshita Miyabi paused, her face gradually becoming expressionless. She stood up from the sofa and coldly looked at her eldest daughter: "You were following us?"

Yukino Yukino loosened her fingers that had created the soundproof space and waved for the receptionist to leave. After doing this, she looked at the same aura flowing around the other person, not caring whether the other person had learned it from her or from a senior. She just sneered: "Stalking? Don't be so sure. I was just going on a date with my boyfriend, but I found out that he ran off with a slut."

"Slut?" Yukinoshita Miyami narrowed her eyes. "You mean someone who wants to steal her sister's boyfriend?"

“No, I’m referring specifically to someone who wants to steal his daughter’s boyfriend,” Yukino Yukinoshita said with a mocking tone.

The two looked at each other and then fell silent. Perhaps they both realized that what they had done to each other was nothing worth mentioning.

"What brings you here? We agreed not to bother each other." Yukinoshita Miyabi's expression remained serious.

"You're asking me? I went out to meet my boyfriend, so why did I see you riding a motorcycle with him to Tokyo? Didn't I tell you to stay in your room and not go out? If Yukino finds out, you'll be responsible?" Yukinoshita Haruno showed no fear of her whatsoever.

"How did you find out? Yukino has been busy with the school festival lately, how could she have time to wander around outside?"

"What if? What if you get seen? Even if Eriri Sawamura sees you, Yukino will find out about it."

"I have my own considerations. You just need to take care of yourself. Don't keep hanging around him and Yukino all the time. Do you really think you're such a good actress?"

"I'm always hanging around him? This is the first time I've gone to see him since the fireworks festival. You live next to him all the time, and you're telling me this?"

"Heh, if you're not satisfied, you can trade with me." Yukinoshita Miyami sneered.

With a click of her tongue, Yukino Haruno's disdain was evident: "I don't want to be a caged canary. I'll be honest with Yukino sooner or later."

"Confess?" Yukinoshita Miyazaki stood with her hands behind her back, her posture upright, a mocking expression on her face. "You're going to confess to Yukino? What are you going to tell her? Tell her that your most admired older sister stole your man?"

Yukinoshita Haruno remained silent for a moment before finally turning to her with a cold expression: "My affairs are none of your business. As for you, Yukinoshita Miyami, you'd better continue to be your kept woman and don't let Yukino notice anything amiss. I don't want to be affected by your messy affairs."

Yukinoshita Miyami smiled and said, "Then it depends on whether you can help me cover up some problems, Haruno, my good daughter."

Yukino's eyes turned cold. Almost without hesitation, she instantly released energy from her palm and took a step forward.

Nomiyama pushed open the door and looked at his two girlfriends standing opposite each other with cold faces.

He turned around and walked back to the locker room.

You must be seeing things.

"Boyfriend, what are you hiding from? Are you ashamed after being caught cheating?"

Nomiyama pushed the door open again, glanced at Hino with an inexplicable smile, then at Miyabi with a faint smile in front of her, and remained silent.

Both of them are natural actors, which makes them a bit difficult to handle.

He took a breath, walked out of the locker room, coughed twice, and first extended his hand to introduce Yukino to Gong Yu: "This is Yukino Yukinoshita, my girlfriend."

Then he changed direction: "This is..."

Yukinoshita Miyami smiled and introduced herself before he could: "I am Nomiyama Miyami, Kazehaya's wife, Ms. Hinano, hello."

Yukino's smile froze, and her body trembled slightly.

It's hardened; its fists have hardened.

"Eh? Miss Haruno doesn't believe me? Wait a minute." With that, Yukinoshita Miyami took out her small handbag. "I have my ID."

"No, no, no." Nomiyama quickly stood in front of the two, stopping Miyabi from taking out her ID and also stopping Hinata from clenching her fists and wanting to move forward.

"Um...would you like to go shopping? This outfit you're wearing fits perfectly, no need to look for anything else," Nomiyama said, looking at the two of them with a questioning gaze.

"Kazehaya, I think we should try on another one." Yukinoshita Miyabi frowned slightly.

"What? You think I don't have money to buy you clothes?" Yukinoshita Haruno glanced at him.

"I'm hungry," Nomiyama simply said.

"If you're not going, then I'll go by myself."