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Yukino Yukinoshita did not deny it: "To avoid you causing big problems."

Mai Sakurajima sat up, tilting her head: "A big problem?"

"Kato-san married him."

"..."

Married? Wait, why so fast? What did Hui do? Did she also threaten him and go to the ward office, just as I suspected?

Yukino Yukinoshita looked at her and said, "I don't believe that people like you, whom he has identified as his girlfriends, would give up. I believe they are thinking about something else."

Mai Sakurajima shrugged: "I'm still angry. At least in every respect, he's ready to abandon me."

Yukino Yukinoshita nodded: "That's why I'm here, bearing the same sin as him."

"To share the same guilt as him?" Mai Sakurajima unwrapped the candy. "Yukino, why would you want to share the same guilt as him?"

Under the snow, the snow is quiet.

“You’re not the mistress of the Nomiyama family. If we’re going to talk about mistresses, shouldn’t it be Megumi, who’s already married?” Sakurajima Mai smiled.

Yukino Yukinoshita, hearing the provocation, lowered her eyes, realizing that things were almost over and it was time to let him come in and get beaten up.

“I won’t stand on ceremony,” Mai Sakurajima said.

"You don't need to be polite with him. He'll agree to anything you can do." Yukino Yukinoshita thought of the ID card that was no longer valid and didn't care about his words. Anyway, he didn't have anything left to take.

"Actually, I'm more concerned about something else," Mai Sakurajima said, sucking on a candy. "Why did you come back? You don't have to come back if you want."

Yukino Yukinoshita was silent for a moment, then said softly, "How could I bear to torment him forever? Since this is what he wants, then I will give it to him."

She looked at him again: "Compared to all those other things, I care more about his feelings now. There's still a long time ahead, and we'll love each other for a long time to come. I don't want any pointless resentment or hatred between us."

She reached out and placed a medicine bottle on the bedside table before getting up.

“This is an elixir of immortality. If Mai is interested, you can torture him slowly, for a hundred years or a thousand years, it doesn’t matter. Anyway, he’s like a leech, he won’t leave you.”

And then I kept tormenting him, while you kept comforting him?

Mai Sakurajima watched the person walk away, silently muttering to herself.

Yukino Yukinoshita pushed open the door, looked at him sitting on the bench in high spirits, smiled slightly, and her dimples slowly appeared.

Actually, a hundred years, a thousand years, ten thousand years are not that important. I just want him to love me completely, without any other emotions, just love. Every moment like that will make me feel satisfied and happy.

Oh, and it's okay if he's a little moody too. I actually like it when he's sullen but tries to hide it so that people won't worry.

Nomiyama repeatedly pushed away the hands that his senior was reaching out with both hands.

"Senior, be more reserved!"

"Ha! Then don't stop me."

Don't stop me, you idiot! Who knows where you're going to put your hand? You even dared to touch my face.

"Senior! I'm a married man, and I have many wives. If you keep doing this, I'll... um?"

Nomiyama suddenly withdrew his hand and stood up, letting his senior pounce on him. After losing his footing, he lay down on the bench.

He walked towards the snow outside the door: "How is it?"

Yukino Yukinoshita didn't answer, but took two steps, reached out and hugged him, pressing her cheek against his and speaking softly.

"I like you so much, Nomiyama Kazehaya."

"We've been married for so long, why are you suddenly talking about this?"

Nomiyama sniffed her hair, showing shyness at this sudden confession.

Kasumigaoka Utaha, hearing his tone, opened her eyes wide and met the scrutinizing gaze of the person perched on her shoulder.

"Aren't you guys annoying?!" the person in the room said bluntly.

271 Tear

Yukino Yukinoshita looked at the remaining people on the bench, her thoughts flashing through her mind about what she knew about her.

Kasumigaoka Utaha, a freshman, has been gradually getting closer to their lives over the past year.

With a slight movement of her hand, Yukino Yukinoshita patted his back: "Nomiyama-kun, go inside and get beaten up. I'll wait for you outside."

"Just a second ago you were saying you liked me." Nomiyama released the hug.

“No matter how much you like it, you’ll still have to go in and get beaten up.” Yukino Yukinoshita stated the cruel truth, then walked past him toward the bench.

Nomiyama took a deep breath and walked toward the room whose door was still open.

I entered the room, made eye contact with a person wearing a nightgown a few meters away, and then closed the door.

The document flew over, and Nomiyama caught it.

"Look."

"Oh." Nomiyama lowered his head and opened the file.

"Love Story", adapted screenplay.

I see. The reason you mentioned for your work is related to this kind of collaboration.

Thoughts flashed across Nomiyama's eyes, then he realized something, looked down at the knife in his heart, and at the person who looked up and met his gaze.

......

Yukino Yukinoshita simply sat down next to her, her posture upright.

"Kasumigaoka-senpai," she began in a calm tone.

“Yukinoshita-senpai.” Kasumigaoka Utaha turned her head to look at her and smiled slightly. “I didn’t expect you to know me.”

Yukino Yukinoshita recalls her conversation with her sister after returning home, the information she saw, and the words he had said before.

She responded, "I've heard him mention Kasumigaoka-senpai."

Kasumigaoka Utaha's eyes lit up with curiosity: "Junior? What did he say about me?"

Yukino Yukinoshita recalls the first message she received about her senior, which was a letter—the first one he had ever written.

She read aloud from the letter: "On my first day of school, I met a second-year student."

"She's very smart, she's first in the second grade, has a terrible personality, and her hair is about the same length as yours, and it's black."

Kasumigaoka Utaha was lost in memories. On the first day of her second year of junior high school, she skipped the school-wide speech where she was ranked first, pried open the door to the rooftop, and stood on the edge of the rooftop to enjoy the breeze. It was under those circumstances that her junior went up to the rooftop.

He was somewhat dazed when he saw himself, as if he had seen someone else.

The junior student back then was somewhat different from the one I met later; he was actually a bit colder back then than he is now.

He was probably meant to be cold, but as life unfolded, he gradually shed that coldness. In this respect, he himself has never changed.

No, I'm changing in some ways now.

Kasumigaoka Utaha's lips were slightly pursed, carrying a hint of gentleness.

Yukino Yukinoshita glanced at her and continued reading, "But the feeling of communicating with her is just so-so. It's more comfortable to be with you. She's not as cute as you."

Kasumigaoka Utaha's expression froze.

No, judging from all the information, aren't both the junior and I the most disliked types at school? Not as cute as the junior? That's definitely just personal bias!

His gaze shifted and met that of the calm-looking junior student.

Oh, I see. They said those things on purpose.

A warning? Or a boast?

Yukino Yukinoshita looked into her eyes and called out, "Senpai."

"Well, what's wrong?"

"You seem quite interested in my boyfriend."

Kasumigaoka Utaha paused for a moment, then nodded: "Yes."

Yukino Yukinoshita didn't react in any particular way, but continued to ask, "Can you tell me why?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha leaned lazily against the bench: "Junior, are you asking why I like it?"

Yukino Yukinoshita nodded: "If I remember correctly, he didn't have much contact with his senior."

"But you can't measure liking someone by the length of time. Maybe it's just a second of a day when the sunlight shines on someone's face, their hair is transparent in the sunlight, and their eyes are dark but sparkling as if they are shining, and then you fall in love with them."

"But my senior isn't that kind of person. I've looked at some of her information and I'm certain that she's a very purposeful person when she acts. Such a person would definitely have a specific reason when she likes someone. I want to know what that reason is."

Kasumigaoka Utaha tilted her head on the bench, looking at the woman who remained as usual, and began to ponder.

Having reviewed her own information, it's true; Yukinoshita Haruno probably already knew everything about her.

reason?

"At first, it was just a feeling of goodwill and curiosity. As you should know, junior, you are a very rare person. When you meet someone rare, you will inevitably pay more attention and want to know more about them."

“At that time, I was thinking about creating my own light novel, and I had the best material in front of me, so of course I had to keep getting closer to it. I followed my junior to watch ants under the tree, observed him pacing around in circles on the playground, and watched him fight in the crowd.”

"Until one day, I finally felt that I understood my junior's situation at school enough, so I started writing a light novel. The moment I finished the first draft, I knew that I had written something good, and the facts proved that I was right."

"Later, I wanted to develop further and write better words, so I went to Tokyo."

At this point, Kasumigaoka Utaha paused, looking up at the ceiling: "Back then, I probably didn't like it that much. After all, I made up my mind to leave Chiba with the regrets and disappointments of my youth, because there were things I wanted to pursue more in my heart, like dreams? Something like that."

So, that's why.

Kasumigaoka Utaha looked at Yukinoshita with a smile in her eyes: "So, I think the problem lies with my junior's boyfriend. I was struggling and covered in mud because of pursuing my dreams, and my junior's boyfriend knew me very well. He inexplicably pried open my room door and even made me a bowl of noodles."

"That bowl of noodles was really delicious, I really liked it."

Yukino Yukinoshita listened quietly, her eyes calm: "To put it simply, you're craving the noodles my boyfriend makes, right?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha smiled: "Yes."

Yukino Yukinoshita nodded: "Yes."

She suddenly turned her head and looked at the room at the end of the room.

Kasumigaoka Utaha asked curiously, "Is my junior trying to warn me by knowing all this?"

Yukino Yukinoshita was deep in thought when she heard this, and simply replied casually, "I just came to find out what you like, senpai."

"Excuse me."

She left a message and walked towards the last room.

Yukino appeared in the corridor. She glanced at her sister who had entered the room, and then looked at the somewhat strange person on the bench.

She shrugged and walked away, saying, "I can't even figure out what my sister is thinking right now, so don't even think about it."

......

Nomiyama looked at the knife; it hadn't pierced very deeply, only briefly breaking the skin before stopping.

“Neither dodging nor defending, ha.” Mai Sakurajima sheathed her sword and casually tossed it onto the table.

She reached out and grabbed his collar, gritting her teeth: "One year and three months, Nomiyama Kazehaya."

Nomiyama shifted his gaze to the knife: "Why don't you just stab it in..."

Sakurajima Mai turned around and sat on the bed: "Hehe, and then you lie in bed, and I still have to take care of you, right?"

Nomiyama glanced at the elixir of immortality on the table and asked, "Why don't you drink it?"

Mai Sakurajima sneered: "If I don't drink it, I'll at most be tormented by you for a few decades, but if I do drink it, it'll be an unpredictable nightmare."

She gestured with her eyes to the script he was holding: "I'm planning to take a few years off. This is the last film I'm going to make, and you'll be the male lead."

Nomiyama closed the script: "Okay."

Mai Sakurajima wasn't surprised by his readily agreed, but instead squinted at him and asked, "You and Megumi are married?"

Nomiyama nodded: "Yes, yesterday."

Mai Sakurajima stood up, approached him, stepped on him, and leaned closer: "What happened?"

Nomiyama looked down at the pink and white little feet below, then looked up to meet her gaze: "I didn't expect Megumi's reaction. She said some things that surprised me. While I was thinking, she quickly took me to the ward office, and then... we got married."

Mai Sakurajima, put more pressure on your feet.

The documents were indeed taken away.