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Nomiyama sighed, "Life is just something you can see the end of at a glance. My girlfriends are all richer than the last, and I don't even know what hard work is."

Hiratsuka Shizuka sighed as well: "To prevent you from going astray, I will teach you for another year."

"Teach me how to drink and smoke?"

"I'll teach you how not to become a bad kid, so you won't end up divorcing me for your girlfriend's huge fortune."

"what ever."

"Ah."

After a moment of silence, Hiratsuka Shizuka suddenly said, "Take me somewhere."

Nomiyama replied, "Yes, where are we going?"

......

On the rooftop, the two sat side by side on the edge.

Nomiyama glances at the distant moon, then at the nearby cement mixer, picks up the whiskey beside him, and takes a couple of sips.

"He's supposed to be a teacher, how come he's interested in something like pouring concrete for slabs?"

Hiratsuka looked quietly into his eyes, and after a while, she shook her head: "You really don't seem to have any empathy for this kind of thing."

“Empathy? You mean them?” Nomiyama pointed to the people buried and those who were buried.

"What else?" Hiratsuka Shizuka took two sips of sake and looked over there.

"Do you remember the ants I told you about? I remember we even looked at them together once." Nomiyama placed his hands on the wine bottle.

"You said that ants from different nests will fight when they meet."

"Yes, to me they are just unfamiliar ants from other nests. I didn't punch them because I have a good personality, and just standing by is already a super good personality."

"What kind of devil are you? If you have a bad temper, do you mean to destroy the world?"

"Yeah, yeah, thank me. I have such a good personality, I didn't knock Chiba to pieces with one punch."

"Pfft." Hiratsuka Shizuka chuckled.

Nomiyama glanced at her and said, "You'd better hold it in. If you laugh too loudly and they hear you, you won't be able to watch the slab pouring."

Hiratsuka Shizuka grabbed his arm, faced him, and convulsed. After a while, she grinned and fell backward.

She spread her hands: "How was this year?"

Nomiyama took a couple of sips of sake and reminisced, "It's neither good nor bad, it doesn't matter, anyway, I'm back."

Should I set off fireworks to celebrate for you?

"No, I'm afraid the police will arrest us and say we're setting off fireworks indiscriminately."

Nomiyama lay down like her, looking at the night sky that was now completely obscured of stars: "How about you? How was your year? Did anything interesting happen?"

Hiratsuka tilted the sake bottle and poured herself a drink. After swallowing, she remarked, "No, if I had to say, the only interesting thing was that Megumi said she wanted to become the head of the Service Club."

"I thought the head of the Service Department was either me or Yukinoshita."

"Things in life are always changing; nothing is ever perfect."

"Wow, you're getting reasonable now. If you weren't a teacher, how would your family react?"

“They almost killed me. My mom chased me all over the house with a broom, saying things like, ‘You’re not going to get married, you’re not going to take your job, are you trying to betray the Hiratsuka family?!’”

"Pfft." Nomiyama couldn't help but laugh and reached out to pat her shoulder. "It's alright. Now you can go back to your position as the Hiratsuka family's destiny teacher."

Hiratsuka Shizuka grinned as well, turning to look at him: "I'm 28 this year, and I'll quit being a teacher next year when I'm 29. I want to get married before I turn 30."

Nomiyama looked at her seriously and said, "I will definitely try my best."

"Is there anything else?"

"There's one more thing."

"Is it troublesome?"

"A little, but I'm starting to get a clue."

They didn't ask what the specifics were, nor did they explain the nature of the problem.

She reached out and patted his shoulder, then sat up again with the sake bottle in her hand: "Keep it up, I want to be in a relationship."

Nomiyama sat up: "I used to think you weren't interested in dating, probably because I saw you punch your blind date on the street."

Hiratsuka Shizuka smiled and said, "That's what I thought at first too, but then I suddenly realized, 'Huh? Everyone around me is getting married? Ah, should I get married or start dating or something?'"

Nomiyama shifted his position: "I see, I'll definitely do it next time."

Hiratsuka Shizuka grabbed him as he tried to escape, bumping her head against his: "What are you afraid of? We've been friends for five years. If I can't even figure out what's going on in his mind, I'm doomed."

“I didn’t just act on a whim. I had already made up my mind that night when we went home together.”

Nomiyama glanced at her, who had bumped into him and hurt herself, and said, "Hmm."

Hiratsuka Shizuka covered her head, glaring fiercely, "Damn it! Haruno said you weren't on guard against them, what's wrong with me?!"

Nomiyama said firmly, "My girlfriend might step on my foot or pinch my waist, but you really will punch me. I don't want to fly out of the room."

He quickly changed the subject: "How did you manage to get drunk? After cultivating, your body must become very strong, so how could you still get drunk?"

Hiratsuka Shizuka glanced at him: "You're obviously too defensive about the world. Since you can let your body be unguarded against others, why can't you slow down your metabolism and let alcohol take effect?"

Nomiyama raised his hand and looked at his palm, shrugging: "I've been taking all sorts of poisons since I was a child, so I never thought about relaxing my digestive system. After all, I need my body to neutralize poisons."

He took a deep breath, relaxed his body again, then picked up the bottle and drank.

A burning sensation rose from his abdomen, and Nomiyama unconsciously exhaled.

Three seconds later, his head started shaking.

Hiratsuka Shizuka, who was also shaking her head, suddenly stopped, turned to look at him, and blinked.

Oh, I see. He's hopeless when it comes to drinking.

Or, let's eat him right now.

Shaking her head, Hiratsuka Shizuka dismissed the thought. Since they both knew the truth, they would wait until everything settled down and the deserved reward was delivered to them.

But before that, let's get him drunk and see how things go.

Reaching out, Shizuka Hiratsuka offered her half-empty bottle of Glenfiddich whisky.

"Come on! Drink!"

Nomiyama turned his head and reached out.

Bump the bottles together and pour them in.

......

Nomiyama carried Hiratsuka Shizuka on his back and walked quietly down the street.

Idiot, how could I possibly get drunk with a girl around, and then get into trouble on the street, only to end up staring at each other like two drunkards?

"Hmm... how much further..."

"It'll be quick, go to sleep."

"Oh, and don't throw up on me, or I'll make you spend the night in the trash can."

Not receiving a response, Nomiyama didn't care; he was almost home anyway.

He took out the key, opened the door, and pushed it open.

Nomiyama stepped into the house.

Welcome home.

Turning his head to look at Megumi on the sofa, Nomiyama smiled happily: "I'm back."

Kato Megumi stood up and went to the kitchen: "Let's put Hiratsuka-sensei on the sofa first. I've made you some hangover soup."

"it is good."

Nomiyama placed the person on the sofa, glanced around, and saw that the TV was still on, but most of the lights were off, including in the hallway.

When the hangover soup was ready, Nomiyama reached out and patted Hiratsuka Shizuka's face: "Alright, go back to sleep later and have something to drink."

“Oh... this is troublesome…” Hiratsuka Shizuka murmured.

Nomiyama ignored her words, took the hangover soup, and helped her up: "Drink it, or I'll force you to drink it."

Hiratsuka Shizuka opened her eyes: "Fine, I'll drink! Why are you being so fierce!"

After feeding her the soup and placing the bowl on the table, Nomiyama picked her up and asked Megumi, "Does she usually have a room to stay in?"

Kato Megumi nodded: "Second floor, right aisle, second room from the left."

"Ok."

Kato Megumi waited until he left, then picked up the bowl, went into the kitchen, washed it, and filled a bowl with hangover soup.

He seemed to have had a little to drink, though he didn't seem drunk, but it's good that he had a little.

Nomiyama quickly settled Hiratsuka Shizuka down and returned to the living room.

He walked to the sofa, sat down, picked up the bowl of hangover soup and drank it all in one gulp, then leaned back and hugged Hui as they sat down together.

"Why aren't you asleep yet?"

“It’s probably because Kazehaya hasn’t gone home yet,” Kato Megumi said softly.

"Sorry, I'll try to be earlier next time." Nomiyama rubbed his black hair.

Kato Megumi found a comfortable spot to lie down: "Kazehaya, you're not allowed to drink too often, okay?"

Nomiyama reached out and touched her soft cheek: "Well, occasionally, in special circumstances, I'll have a drink with you."

He looked upstairs: "Are they all asleep?"

Kato Megumi said calmly, "I don't know. Maybe some people are still playing on their phones inside."

"What did you guys do last night? You seemed to be having a lot of fun before I left."

"Playing Monopoly."

Did we win?

"Yes, I have the most money."

"That's amazing."

"Ah."

After a while, Kato Megumi grabbed his arm, slowly sat up, and looked into his eyes: "Kazehaya, do you know how I differ from Yukinoshita?"

Nomiyama looked into those dark eyes that were just like his own, thought of many answers, and then shook his head to indicate that he didn't know.

Kato Megumi leaned closer to him: "Yukinoshita wants to wait until everything is resolved and things have settled before taking that step, but I'm just thinking that I'm Kazehaya's wife, and Kazehaya and I should have a child."

Nomiyama's hand tightened, then he gently touched her forehead: "Then..."

“I set up soundproofing spells in the room.”

Nomiyama picked up Megumi and stood up, then got a tap on the head.

"You idiot, Kazehaya, you need to take a shower first."

"Oh."

......

Two small stools, one in front of the other.

Nomiyama sat in front, somewhat unsure of what to do: "Um, Megumi, does it really have to be like this? I feel like we could just take a bath or I could wash myself."

Kato Megumi scooped up hot water and poured it over him, then applied shower gel to his back: "Kazehaya needs to get used to it. As husband and wife, it's only right for the wife to help her husband wash his body."

Nomiyama's eyes twitched: "Then I'll help Megumi wash up later too."

Kato Megumi rubbed his back with both hands, then remained quiet for a moment before blushing and saying, "No."

"That's unfair..."

"It's just not fair, doesn't Kazehaya have a problem with that?"

"No, please go ahead."