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My gaze swept over the shoe rack, which held several pairs of women's slippers.

"There's a pair of unopened slippers in the shoe cabinet, and other people's shoes are on the shoe rack. Mai comes over when she has free time, and the two from the Yukinoshita family also come over. Hiratsuka-sensei sometimes sleeps here when she's drunk. And then, the three from Class F often come over as a group."

Nomiyama looked at her standing in the entryway, her expression ordinary and her tone flat, and nodded: "Mm."

Kato Megumi turned and walked towards the kitchen: "Alright, you can wander around by yourself, I'll go cook first."

Nomiyama watched her walk into the kitchen, open the shoe cabinet, and take out her own pair of men's slippers.

He put on the clothes, stepped into the new living room, and looked around.

The living room has become much larger, even the sofa is a size bigger, and the dining table in the other corner of the room has also changed. It is no longer the small six-person long table, but has been transformed into the long table from the manor in Siberia.

Nomiyama hung his bag on the rack and, instead of exploring the interior of the house, sat quietly on the sofa.

He watched the images playing on the television, watching that person pass by the television screen again and again.

His gaze followed the person as they moved from side to side until the person called out to him from the table, "Dinner's ready."

“Okay.” Nomiyama went into the kitchen to wash his hands, then walked to the dining table.

He looked at the bowl of rice that had already been filled, then at the abundant dishes on the table, and sat down in silence.

Hands clasped together, a pre-meal etiquette.

"I'm starting." ×2

As always, Nomiyama quickly picked up food, shoveled rice into his mouth, stuffed it full, and chewed vigorously.

After eating a small half bowl of rice, the person opposite him simply sat there, and they kept bringing him bowl after bowl of hot rice.

Nomiyama ate with gusto and quickly until there was nothing left on the table for him to eat.

So he put down his chopsticks and his gaze fell on a white porcelain plate that was now covered in oil stains.

"Why don't you blame me?"

He asked this question, looking up at the girl opposite him who had been staring at him, and repeated, "Why don't you blame me?"

Kato Megumi looked at him quietly and asked, "What do you mean? Do you mean that you abandoned me for more than a year, or that you are planning to abandon me and die?"

Nomiyama looked at her face, sensing her emotions, his breathing quickened, and his voice inevitably rose a little: "So, what exactly is Megumi...?"

"Snapped!"

Nomiyama reached out and rubbed his cheek.

Kato Megumi withdrew her hand, left her seat, took a few steps to stand in front of him, pushed the hand away, and placed her own palm on top of his, gently rubbing it: "So, is this how Kazehaya feels better?"

She sat down in the chair next to her: "When will Kazehaya's masochistic tendencies be reversed?"

"Why don't you blame Kazehaya? Yes, I have blamed Kazehaya all along, but not as deeply as Kazehaya imagines."

Nomiyama didn't have a chance to say anything more.

“That night, I knew how Yukinoshita would choose, and how Kazehaya would choose.” Kato Megumi looked at him and rubbed his face with her palm. “I knew I couldn’t catch up with you guys, so my first thought was to have Eriri go with you.”

"Judging from the results, Eriri did catch up in the end."

“I knew from the beginning what you would choose, Kazehaya.”

Nomiyama lowered his head: "I'm sorry."

Kato Megumi withdrew her hand and looked at the empty plate on the table. She stared at it quietly for a while before speaking: "Yukinoshita-san will not accept this. She will most likely choose death to escape. When Kazehaya realizes that he cannot stop her, he will follow her. He will definitely follow her."

She chuckled softly as she said this: "In the end, Kazehaya probably thought, 'If we live, we live; if we don't live, we die together.' When there are no options in front of him, Kazehaya will simply stop thinking about anything and wait for the final result. Kazehaya is a genius when it comes to living life easily."

"Feng Zao was the kind of person who, when the sky was falling, did not resist at all and chose to quietly wait for death."

Kato Megumi shook her head, no longer discussing the matter, and instead reached out and pulled out a strand of his hair.

She asked, "Does it hurt?"

Nomiyama touched that spot: "It hurts."

Kato Megumi looked at the strand of hair in her hand: "I shouldn't have been able to hurt you. Although I'm not as powerful as Yukinoshita-san and can't threaten you with my life, this strand of hair means that I can kill you just as easily because you weren't on guard."

“I am angry, but not really angry, because what Yukinoshita can do gives me the same strength, and I believe I can do it too, which is to threaten you with my life and force you to have no choice.”

Nomiyama opened his mouth, as if to say that Yukinoshita had not threatened him, that she had simply made a choice, and that he himself had chosen to follow.

Kato Megumi glanced at him: "It's a threat, you know. Without that threat that leaves you helpless, she would have been kept at arm's length by you and talked slowly, instead of heading straight for death."

After saying this, she glanced at her side.

Nomiyama subconsciously followed her gaze and looked at the phantom 'Megumi' sitting at the other end.

“Isn’t Kazehaya curious about this?” Kato Megumi looked at him again.

"I thought I had a mental problem."

Nomiyama's expression twisted. He had indeed always regarded the phantom of 'Megumi', who was invisible beneath the snow, as his illness.

Kato Megumi took out a wooden plaque with the word "Peace" engraved on it. The plaque was intact and without any cracks.

"It was going to crack that day, but it slowly healed itself until it was completely whole, and then I started to be able to see you again."

She reached out and stroked his cheek: "The cabin, the hot spring, the vegetable garden, the hill, the manor, the Arctic, the long polar night, every glance you gave me, every moment of your daydreaming."

"I'm always here, always have been."

Nomiyama was lost in memories, his head buzzing.

Kato Megumi looked at him, realizing it was time, so she stood up and pulled him along.

She followed a certain direction, walking several miles at a time.

She walked into a certain place, glanced at a spot where there was no queue, stepped forward, and submitted the documents she had prepared beforehand.

After receiving the two pieces of paper, she lowered her head, quickly filled in the information, and wrote her name.

Then she pulled him over, handed it to him, and smiled as she pointed to a certain spot: "Okay, Kazehaya, write your name on it, one sheet at a time."

Nomiyama paused for a moment, took the paper to read, then glanced at her, lowered his head, and wrote something down.

Two [Marriage Industry] documents

Nomiyama Kazehaya

Nomiyama Megumi

It seems he got married...

Kato Megumi handed one copy to a staff member and left the ward office with the remaining copy of the "Marriage Certificate".

She looked down at the paper in her hand, then pulled him along as they started to go home.

She went straight to his room, carefully framed the "Marriage" booklet, then turned to look at him as he looked around the room, and said softly, "I've been watching all the ridiculous things you and those two have done these past few months."

Nomiyama's pupils flickered, and he was momentarily lost in thought.

Kato Megumi pushed it up.

I didn't get to eat it the first time, but I've already gotten married, so the next step is to have a baby first.

......

Do you have any comments?

Yukino Yukinoshita, holding a sword, asked the two people in front of her this question.

Yes, she never intended to reason with them from the beginning. Words were not the most effective thing for them; on the contrary, they were the most useless.

Violence is the simplest and most absolute way to suppress these two intelligent people.

Yukino tried to move her fingers, but found it was completely impossible; she was suppressed and unable to move at all.

Looking at her younger sister in front of her, she finally understood.

Then she smiled brightly: "You know, I've always supported you as the head of the Yukinoshita family."

Yukino Yukinoshita nodded: "Yes."

"Then," the person who had been silent all along spoke up.

She smiled gently: "What should we do with me, Yukino?"

Yukino looked at her and couldn't sense any wavering in her; she was as resolute as if nothing had happened.

With a calm expression and a composed voice, Yukino Yukinoshita said, "I don't want to see you again. From today onwards, don't appear in front of me."

Yukinoshita Miyami remained silent for a while, then finally glanced at the two people in the room and nodded softly: "I understand."

She turned around and walked out of the practice room.

"sorry."

The two people inside did not respond to her words, but simply watched her leave the Yukinoshita family's council chamber.

Yukinoshita withdrew her gaze and looked at the person at the front with interest: "You actually let her go?"

Yukino Yukinoshita reached out and lifted the scabbard, placing the long sword inside before putting it back on the altar: "Or should I kill her?"

Yukinoshita shrugged: "What I mean is, you didn't actually get rid of her completely."

Yukino Yukinoshita ignored those words, took a step, and walked into the back mountain.

Tsk.

Yukino Yukinoshita looked at the empty training room and raised an eyebrow.

She suddenly wondered what would happen if she went to see him now, and whether Yukino would immediately detain her at home.

Her gaze shifted, she took a step, and finally followed them into the back mountain.

Yukinoshita raised her hand to greet Yomi-senpai by the lake, then looked up at Yukino, who was standing in mid-air with her hand reaching into the white mist.

What's going on here?

"You can't do it yet, not even Yuko can. If you want to interfere with his memory, you have to surpass Yuko first," Huang Quan said, looking up at the screen.

“Yes.” Yukino Yukinoshita accepted this fact.

She turned around and walked to a mound of earth.

Looking at the mound, she began to think.

If the senior hadn't died, would he be here?

"You want to dig up her grave too?" Yukino Yukinoshita sat on a rock with a blade of grass in her mouth. "Go ahead and dig. His spirit won't let me dig, but you can try. Maybe you can do it."

"Hmm, I can't dig it either, why don't you give it a try?" Huang Quan encouraged, carrying a roasted chicken.

Yukino Yukinoshita stared at the mound of earth without a monument and shook her head: "He'll be angry."

I want to dig, and I can dig, but he'll get angry?

Yukinoshita looked at her younger sister and smiled, "Just say that I dug it up."

Yukino Yukinoshita glanced at her: "My sister is too weak. He's not stupid."

She turned her head and looked in the direction where he was.

I always feel like I want to see him after not seeing him for a while.

On the large bed, a fair-skinned girl sat on him, swaying rapidly a few times before collapsing and panting.

Then he flipped her over and pinned her down, continuing the act.

Without changing her expression, Yukino Yukinoshita withdrew her gaze.

Never mind, I'll go see him tomorrow.

Huang Quan glanced over there, then back at her, his expression a bit strange. He hadn't seen the three of them living in the polar region for a while; how had things suddenly turned out like this?

Yukinoshita reached out and slapped her hand, sending a telepathic message: 【Senpai! What's going on?! Yukino's acting really strange!】

Yukino Yukinoshita glanced at her older sister.

“I feel perfectly fine, sister.”

My boyfriend got married, but I wasn't the wife. (269th)

There's a saying that 'people never change until they die,' but that's wrong.

Yukino Yukinoshita looked at her older sister who had stayed on the mountain: "When a person has truly experienced something like death, it is inevitable that they will change."