Comics, daily stories

Hina Ebina took a step forward and grabbed his hand: "Come on, abuse me. If this is what you like, then it's what I like too."

Nomiyama retreated about ten meters.

He watched quietly as the man turned around triumphantly and strode lightly into the sunlight.

Hina is rather strange. After entering university, she became more like a high school student. Now, when she is quiet, she is an intellectual working professional. When she becomes active, it's as if time has rewound wildly for her, and she becomes a girl that we've hardly ever seen before.

She's getting younger and younger, that's wonderful. It's just a bit difficult to handle. Even Yang Nai, a natural actress, hasn't been this enthusiastic about acting since getting married.

Turning around, Nomiyama took two steps toward Yui's house and rang the doorbell.

"Here you are."

Speaking of which, Hoshino has no interest in worldly affairs. Shion is going to take over the Sawamura family. In that case, the Yukinoshita family's business, oh, now the Nomiyama family's business, will actually be handed over to Shino. Shino's abilities are definitely not a problem, but she is too soft. Unlike her mother, who only showed softness to her, Shino seems to be gentle by nature.

Shion is still a fun-loving and mischievous person. We can't just hand over the Sawamura and Nomiyama families to Shiono in the future, it feels like too much work for her.

Ahh! Let's try harder! Together with Yukinoshita and Megumi!

Nomiyama stood at the bottom of the steps, silently thinking and trying to cheer himself up, when suddenly his head felt heavy.

Huh? Yui has grown up again? She's almost twenty-three years old. Is there no limit to physical development?

She reached out and pushed away the person who was suffocating her: "Yui, when are you going to grow up? We're not..."

Yuihama's mother happily reached out, ready to hug him again: "It's been so long since Kazehaya came. Let Auntie give you a hug."

Nomiyama retreated, his expression numb.

It seems I can never handle this auntie when I come to Yui's house.

That's why people say that being naturally naive is truly a family trait, and it's really troublesome.

That's not right either; Yui might be even more cunning than her mother.

Nomiyama started circling around the faucet in the courtyard with this aunt.

When Yui Yuigahama appeared, holding a toothbrush and sporting messy hair, all she saw was two people circling around a water tap.

Ah, Sabre was following behind him.

He fled, she chased, and it pursued.

......

"Hehe, Xiaofeng's clothes look good today."

Nomiyama glanced at his clothes: a beige sweatshirt without a logo paired with matching wide-leg pants. If he remembered correctly, it was designed by Mai. His wardrobe was actually full of all kinds of clothes that they had stuffed into it.

"If you like it, I'll give you a set. This outfit was custom-made at a tailor shop. It wasn't expensive, but the old lady at the tailor shop is getting old now and only makes clothes when she likes them. She doesn't usually make clothes for people she doesn't know."

"Wouldn't that be too much trouble for that grandma?" Yui Yuigahama asked cautiously.

"No, I often go to chat with her. She likes me a lot and also likes it when I place orders for her. She wants to leave more clothes in this world, but she doesn't want to waste her energy making clothes for unrelated people anymore. That's her mindset."

Nomiyama thought of the shops on Usagiyama Street and smiled faintly: "There are always some people in this world who exist in seemingly ordinary places and make some very simple and ordinary things seem extraordinary and memorable."

Looking at his smiling face, Yui Yuigahama felt cheerful and also became greedy. So she jumped up and landed on his back, put one hand on his shoulder, and stretched the other hand forward: "Go!"

Nomiyama cupped her in his hands, looking somewhat helpless: "You're wearing a short pleated skirt today, don't you even realize that?"

Yui Yuigahama became proud: "Sailor Yui wears safety shorts! Captain!"

Nomiyama's expression turned strange: "Where did you hear that from?"

Yui Yuigahama blinked: "Kaze loved reading pirate novels when he was sixteen."

Nomiyama said softly, "You remember? That's really something."

Yui Yuigahama complained, "I'm not stupid, I also got into Chiba National University!"

"Yeah, that's pretty impressive. They got into Soubu High School and then Chiba National High School."

"Because the teacher teaches well."

Yui Yuigahama tightened her grip on his neck, then buried her head in his shoulders and neck, breathing heavily.

Nomiyama felt the heat from that place, his expression shifted, but he still didn't let her down.

Some things could actually be seen years ago. They could be seen when Sabre was rescued, when the Ministry of Service was founded, when notes were passed in class, and even when drinking at his house.

He left that winter and returned the following spring. The girl dragged him to a dark room where he couldn't see her clearly. The sobs and tears that hung in her chest are still vivid and hot to this day.

He seemed to see everything, and she seemed to see everything too.

He saw that she refused to leave Yumiko for a private confession, trying to hide the surge of her emotions, and slowly became silent; she saw that he had a lot on his mind during that time, and that it was not a good time for him to confess after he came back, so she reached out and subtly interfered with Yumiko.

Whether Yui Yuigahama is stupid or not probably has little to do with her outward appearance. Some things are hidden behind her silly smile, forming layers of gentleness. If you want to say that this is calculation, then it is probably not wrong. Gentleness is something that requires calculation, because only by understanding the other person's sadness and feelings can you show gentleness. You also have to be careful not to go too far, so as not to hurt the other person's self-esteem.

Therefore, being gentle is a rather difficult thing to do.

Because there are no angels in this world. The kindness of strangers is never worth mentioning; it's just a casual gift given when one has the time. What's truly precious is the gentleness between acquaintances, which is something that knows you, understands you, and tries hard to maintain for you. It won't hurt you; it's just right.

Nomiyama Kazehaya is surrounded by vibrant, free-spirited girls whose emotions are so intense that everything else has to give way to them. Therefore, he still doesn't understand Yui Yuigahama's gentleness.

But that didn't stop him from liking the girl's little thoughts. He liked it when she pretended to be drunk even though she wasn't, and then quietly fell asleep on the sofa with her head on his lap, as if she had finally gotten a little happiness.

"Xiao Feng, I want to eat candy."

"Life's sweet treat?" Nomiyama patted his pocket.

"What 'life candy'? It's a lie, it's just cane sugar." Yui Yuigahama muttered.

“That’s because you were lucky…” Nomiyama took out two candies and handed them to her. “I’ve been eating all sorts of sweet, sour, bitter and spicy foods for a long time, then came the mixed sweet and bitter chocolate, and finally I finally got to eat pure sweet cane sugar.”

"That's why I said it was a lie. I've been eating cane sugar the whole time." Yui Yuigahama put one in her own mouth, then helped him unwrap the coating on the next one and handed it to him, "Kaze, have this."

"Maybe you'll only ever experience sweetness and never bitterness in your life? Are you a born princess?" Nomiyama took a bite of candy, carefully choosing her words. "Or perhaps, you're destined for a life of smooth sailing?"

Yui Yuigahama tilted her head and thought for a long time, then said in a slightly aggrieved voice, "But my grades are just average, and I only have..."

Her voice brightened: "I seem to have a lot of friends, like Yumiko and Hime, as well as Kaze, Yuki, Megumi, Riri, Iori, Shi, and Yang."

Nomiyama's mind was in turmoil from all that nonsense. He frowned and said, "I still don't know why you used the word 'small' to describe our side."

Yui Yuigahama chuckled and tightened her grip on him: "Actually, I initially wanted to call him Kaze because I felt that it sounded nice. And since we were all in the Service Club, I thought that calling him Kaze alone would be special treatment, so I decided to use this nickname for everyone."

“Hmm…” Nomiyama recalled high school and nodded, “It’s a good thing you didn’t treat me specially, otherwise Yukinoshita would be watching you and trying to figure out your purpose.”

"It's not just Yuki..." Yui Yuigahama muttered softly on his back.

She held out her palm in front of him: "Xiao Hui, Xiao Li, and later Xiao Yi also joined the Service Department, if we add..."

Nomiyama knew that she meant the other two students in the class who passed notes, and then he fell silent.

He felt that he was quite quiet during high school, spending his days in the Service Club and going to the river to fish and poison himself after school. He even hit fewer people, but instead got beaten up by Yukinoshita and Megumi every day.

How could this have happened?

Are relationships between people really like falling meteors, giving no reaction whatsoever, only burning brightly together and then shattering in an instant?

That's great, I just love this destructive stuff.

Nomiyama raised an eyebrow, put down Yui, and said disdainfully, "Alright, there are a lot of people around Yumiko's house. You weren't wearing any safety shorts at all. Stop lying to yourself."

Yui Yuigahama stood on the ground, chuckled, then blinked, noticing the blind spot: "Why did Kaze notice this? And it seems like he cares about it a little."

Nomiyama turned to look at her, his face expressionless.

Yui Yuigahama lowered her head, pressured by his piercing gaze: "I...I just..."

Nomiyama took a step forward, looking at the person who had shrunk even deeper, almost disappearing into the white t-shirt.

He did something unexpected; he started to squat down, albeit slowly, while saying something along the way: "You really weren't wearing safety shorts?"

Yui Yuigahama crossed her arms over her chest and covered her skirt with the other, quickly backing away from him.

Her eyes widened, her face flushed: "Xiao Feng is getting more and more shameless! Pervert! Pervert! Scumbag! Super jerk! He'll never get a wife!"

Nomiyama turned and walked forward, casually mocking her: "I'm not like you. I didn't even have a childhood friend since elementary school, no one to confess to in middle school, no boyfriend in high school, and in college, all I could think about was what was served in the cafeteria. After graduation, the first thing I did was go home and sleep until 11 a.m., and when I woke up, it was lunchtime. I never opened apps to look for jobs, but to check for messages on Line, and then I found out..."

Yui Yuigahama jumped back onto him, wrapped her legs around his waist, grabbed his neck with both hands, and shouted indignantly, "Stop talking!!!"

The 286th sailor needs a captain, and the wildflowers need to bloom.

"Work is dog shit, disgusting stuff that you'd be disgusted to step on, meaningless labor that society forces me to do, worthless, just to torment me while giving me a bite to eat so I can barely survive in this society so that it can continue to torment me. Ah, this damn society is the ultimate sadist incarnate."

Nomiyama looked left and right, but finally found nothing interesting nearby, so he could only turn his attention back to the person who was trying to speak in a serious tone.

After hesitating for a moment, he chose to encourage: "It must have taken you a long time to remember this passage. You've worked very hard."

Giving a thumbs-up, he exclaimed, "Not a single word is wrong!"

Yui Yuigahama hesitated for a moment, then pouted and said, "I just feel that Hina is right."

Nomiyama looked at her, thought for a moment, and then asked, "How about you come work at my house?"

Yui Yuigahama lowered her eyebrows, looking dejected: "But I don't know anything. I feel so scared about work. I'll be scolded by my seniors for being incompetent. Then I'll be working overtime in the office every day to organize materials. I can't finish the work. The lights in the whole building will be turned off. I'll be sitting in front of the computer by myself, dozing off while typing on the keyboard."

Nomiyama said it was fine: "You can come to my house to do housework, water the flowers, help Megumi hang out the laundry every day, go out to buy groceries, chat with Megumi and play games with Eriri, and then just take a water bottle to the rooftop at noon. I'll provide you with meals. If you find it troublesome to go home at night, you can stay overnight."

He counted on his fingers: "As for the salary, let me calculate it for you. It seems that the hourly wage for part-time work in Chiba is around 1,200. Since yours is full-time, eight hours a day, it'll be 2,000 per hour."

Yui Yuigahama stopped and stared at him, stunned.

Not going to your company, but directly to your home?

She was a little worried: "Um, Xiaofeng, is this okay? Arranging this kind of work?"

"Hmm?" Nomiyama asked, puzzled, then thought of something. "You mean the expenses? It's okay, this is all money I earned myself. I have some income as an artist, and I've also received some royalties from my collaborations with my senior over the years."

He pulled out more than a dozen bank cards, looked down and flipped through them, then pulled out his own: "I also have bank cards."

Yui Yuigahama looked at the dozen or so bank cards, her expression somewhat helpless: "I meant what Yuki and the others were thinking."

Nomiyama looked at her strangely: "You and your senior come to my house the most often. You come to play whenever you have nothing to do. They're used to it. What could they possibly think? Besides, Eriri is lazy all day, Yukino has to take care of two families' businesses, Haruno only knows how to play around, and Mai goes out to deal with work from time to time. We really need someone to help Megumi manage the house."

Yui Yuigahama felt a little embarrassed when she heard that he was the person who visited her house the most, so she turned her head away and walked ahead.

After a while, she remembered something, stopped again, and asked hesitantly, "Um, Xiaofeng, for this kind of job, do I have to wear a maid outfit?"

Nomiyama's gaze swept over her without any attempt to conceal it. She wore a white t-shirt and a black pleated skirt, a simple black and white outfit. Then, he thought, "Hmm, that's great. She looks more energetic than before."

He nodded, making his expression more natural: "Probably."

Yui Yuigahama was startled by his gaze, then slowly raised her head, looking cautiously into his eyes like a deer: "But, the only person who has always lived in Kaze's house is..."

Nomiyama looked at her, slowly suppressing his casualness, and became serious: "Don't you like it?"

Yui Yuigahama thought of her seemingly impulsive and sensitive friend, lowered her head and smiled faintly: "I like it, but I want to wait a little longer."

She looked up and smiled happily: "Anyway, Xiaofeng is all better now, so it will be quick."

Nomiyama stepped forward: "Whatever you say."

Yui Yuigahama smiled happily and leaned closer to him: "Kaze, carry me."

Nomiyama looked around and said helplessly, "Didn't I tell you? It's easy to accidentally expose yourself when wearing a short pleated skirt with your back on."

Yui Yuigahama simply jumped onto his back: "I don't care, anyway, Xiaofeng can make sure no one can see us."

Nomiyama muttered, "My abilities aren't for this..."

It does seem very convenient to use for this...

With a slight twitch of his fingers, he concealed Yui's presence.

Yui Yuigahama rested her chin on his shoulder, her head bobbing up and down as she spoke: "Kaze, you're still the same as you were in high school. I've grown up so much."

He has indeed grown a lot. Nomiyama silently calculated the soft area on his back and explained, "My physiological state is frozen at eighteen years old."

Yui Yuigahama's eyes widened: "Then I'm Kaze-neechan?"

Nomiyama tilted his head to look at her: "Hehe."

Yui Yuigahama turned her head away under his gaze, and sighed slightly, "No wonder they all seem to have never changed."

"Hmm, Changsheng, do you want it?"

"Huh?" Yui Yuigahama's eyes widened even more.

"It's nothing, I can make this with a flick of my wrist." Nomiyama freed one hand, and the years condensed in his palm, eventually turning into a small, transparent medicine bottle containing a clear liquid.

He handed it over, his voice more serious: "But I must warn you, drinking this stuff, in a sense, puts you in a completely different world from ordinary people. You can no longer think about things in the conventional way, you will no longer age, you can't cause problems in front of ordinary people, you have to get used to the permanent departure of some people, and you have to be mentally prepared for the passing of years..."

Yui Yuigahama took the medicine bottle, drank it down in one gulp, and then looked at him: "Anyway, as long as I don't want it, Kaze can take away this ability, right?"