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Tennis racket?

Nomiyama took out the note he had taken and glanced at it.

I want to play tennis with you.

So straightforward, so straightforward that I don't know why I should refuse.

So Nomiyama smiled and sent a message: "Okay, just let me know when you have time."

The gift he sent was two cosmetics, which, for Yumiko, should at least be something she could use.

Next up, Kasumigaoka-senpai.

Nomiyama was slightly expectant; he was curious about what kind of gift his senior would give him after that summer.

Open it, and you'll find two books.

My senior's own first edition of the sixth volume of "Love Story", and "The Little Prince".

The Little Prince?

Nomiyama turns to the first page, searching for the essays that his senior would surely have written.

The fox said, "If you tame me, we will be indispensable to each other. To me, you will be unique in the world; and to you, I will be unique in the world."

This is the original text from the book.

Nomiyama stared at the line of text in silence for a while, then closed the book.

His gaze shifted, and he opened "Love Story".

[Get ready, junior, I'll be back after the New Year]

Oh, she's coming back, that flamboyant and unrestrained senior.

He let out a breath and put the two books aside.

He still gave his senior a book as a gift, because giving her a book was never a bad idea.

It's "The Great Gatsby".

Nomiyama continued unwrapping gifts.

Hiratsuka is quiet, with a bottle of sake.

Nomiyama curled his lip; he would only be seventeen soon, what was he going to drink?

He reached out and pulled out the slip of paper.

Save this for me, I'll come over to your house for a drink sometime.

Oh, so feelings are reserved for oneself.

Fine.

The next item is linen.

Looking at the two paper bags, Nomiyama blinked.

One white stocking and one black stocking.

Wow, they actually want me to help them put on two pairs of stockings...

His breathing inevitably became a little rapid.

With a serious expression, Nomiyama carefully put away the gift box and placed it beside him.

This must not be broken; it's a precious keepsake between lovers.

He recalled the Ferris wheel annual pass he had given the other person and suddenly felt somewhat guilty.

A Ferris wheel is nothing compared to interacting with your girlfriend in stockings, unless you're actually on a Ferris wheel...

I don't want to think about it anymore, I'll think about it next time.

He shook his head and opened the next gift.

Little Lily's.

[Okamoto]?

Huh? The dimensions are actually correct.

Memories of Nomiyama began to surface, surfacing back to that night in Tokyo Bay when I watched the slab pouring.

Oh, I see. The size was figured out.

I like it, and I feel like I can do it again next time...

No, no, I don't want to.

Nomiyama tried to clear his mind of distractions and carefully put the [Okamoto] away by his side.

His return gift was a dozen or so sets of clothes. During the last shopping trip, he had noted down the other person's body measurements, and then before the Lunar New Year, he went back to that store and bought a dozen or so sets of matching outfits.

After all, she gave the matching outfits to Eriri last time, so she can't just say she gave them to Eriri again this time.

Reach out and open the gift.

This time it's Eriri's.

Room key?

I glanced at Nomiyama and saw a five-star hotel in Chiba, which I guessed belonged to the Sawamura family.

But what use is this to me? My family has a house, and your family has a house too.

Hmm, just in case?

For example, the girlfriends' agreement is that they can't spend the night alone at their own home, and then they go out?

Eriri, you're really a little too smart now...

He quietly put it away and kept it close to his body.

In short, this should be very useful from now on, so keep it safe.

He thought about returning the favor, nodded, and felt that his gift was also very good.

Those were two whole boxes of doujinshi (fan-made comics), which I specially bought from an exhibition.

It will definitely help Eriri take her understanding of doujinshi to a whole new level.

Continue unwrapping gifts.

Hui's, an amulet.

Nomiyama paused for a moment, then scratched his head.

He did give Hui something similar, a wooden plaque he carved himself for peace.

The main reason was that the shrine's protective charms were exchanged with Miyami at that time.

He reached out and put the amulet into his pocket to keep it safe.

Next gift.

Yang Nai's outfit.

The Slytherin school uniform in Harry Potter represents ambition, intelligence, and bloodline; in the end, both sisters consider themselves Slytherins.

That's good, at least this time it wasn't Okamoto condoms. Otherwise, receiving condoms three times as a New Year's gift would be too strange.

Standing up, Nomiyama tossed the magician's robe over his shoulders and put it on.

After moving his arms to make sure it fit, he sat down cross-legged again.

He gave Yang Nai something rather commonplace.

Well, he reciprocated by sending a case of Okamoto cigarettes this year; it's only polite to return the favor.

He thought he'd need it sooner or later.

Anyway, she must be very happy...

Reaching out, Nomiyama took the last gift box.

He held it in his hand for a while, then tore off the ribbon and opened it.

The gift box contained only a simple black hairband.

Looking down, Nomiyama glanced at the somewhat worn-out headband on his right wrist.

I already told her last time that only this old headband bears the marks of time, so it doesn't need to be replaced.

It's not a replacement, it is.

Reaching out, Nomiyama tied the new black hairband around her left wrist.

Okay, now both hands are tied.

He wasn't surprised by the gift she gave him, since what he had given her himself was just two red hair ribbons.

After making sure all the gifts had been opened, Nomiyama looked at the pile of empty gift boxes for a moment, then turned to look at the person leaning against him.

Where is my gift?

Yukinoshita Miyabi looked up at him, reached out, grabbed his arm, and slowly leaned closer.

......

Yukino Yukinoshita walked from her own house to the street where his house was located in just five steps.

This was thanks to the gains from the last time she cut him down. When mobilizing the energy within her body, Yukino Yukinoshita could clearly feel the connection between herself and the world. Then, the energy in the world would seem to have finally discovered her and would actively flow into her body.

Becoming powerful seems to be a very simple thing; she can grow to an abnormal and exaggerated degree whenever she wants.

Perhaps our predecessors had similar constitutions back then.

In short, after killing him that day, Yukino Yukinoshita did undergo some training, especially after receiving her senior's diaries.

After all, the senior had said that only someone strong enough could help him remove those superfluous and lengthy memories and restore him to his original state.

He definitely wanted to recover, not for the power, but for the memories of his predecessors.

I no longer want to see him staring blankly at something.

She was lost in thought and feeling sad, as if she had been abandoned.

We must help him resolve this emotional burden, otherwise he will be troubled by it for the rest of his life.

Strolling along the street, Yukino Yukinoshita walked step by step toward her house.

She felt the chilly wind and thought it was a pity.

Although I like the wind, it's not very nice to see only wind and no snow in winter.

As she walked, she suddenly stopped, looked up at the roof of the house on the right side of the street, and made eye contact with her blonde best friend.

Oh, Eriri, trying to steal it?

She turned her gaze away and looked ahead, where a girl with a calm expression, wearing a black scarf, was walking towards her.

Oh, Kato-kun, you're here to steal too.

Turning her head, she looked behind her and saw a girl walking towards her with a smile.

Mai also came; in the end, apart from her sister, everyone wanted to come to his house tonight.

From this perspective, it seems rather strange that the older sister doesn't have this idea.

With a step, Yukino Yukinoshita disappeared from the spot, choosing to step directly into his house.

Then I looked at the two people pressed together on the kotatsu.

......

Eriri Sawamura jumped off the house and landed on the street, then quietly waited for the other two to arrive.

"Eri, don't you need to go in first? Yukino has already gone in."

After saying this, Mai Sakurajima looked at her house on the left and said with some disappointment, "Why did you all come here?"

"Anyway, we're going in right away. What can she do even if she goes first?" Eriri Sawamura glanced at her, annoyed. "How would I know what you're thinking? I'm just here to play games with him."

Playing games? Do you even believe that yourself? Mai Sakurajima looked at her.

Eriri Sawamura remained silent. Playing games is a game, after all; you decide what game to play.