You are the first one to get into Triangle, then who am I?

"Yeah, black tea will be fine."

She gently smoothed the hem of her skirt and sat down gracefully on the sofa. The hem of her skirt moved slightly upwards with her movements, revealing more of her fair skin.

After a while, the sound of boiling water came from the kitchen.

Nagasaki Suyo's eyes swept across the living room and noticed the lyrics book spread out on the coffee table. She leaned forward, lightly running her fingertips across the pages, reading the words written on them.

"Is this the lyrics to the new song?"

"Yeah, that's right." Sanjiao Chuxia came out with two cups of steaming black tea. He paused after seeing her movements. "I just finished writing it. I'm still waiting for Xiaogua to compose the music."

Nagasaki Suyo took the teacup, her fingertips brushing against the back of his hand, intentionally or unintentionally: "Is Xiaomu actually responsible for composing music in your band?"

"Well, after all, in Personaction, only Cucumber knows about this. The others are just more proficient in the instruments they are responsible for."

Sanjiao Chuxia sat down next to her. There was a polite distance between them, but they seemed to be able to feel each other's warmth.

For some unknown reason, his resistance to Nagasaki Suyo seemed to have decreased a lot today.

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Chapter 195: The Scheming Woman Nagasaki Suyo

For some unknown reason, his resistance to Nagasaki Suyo seemed to have decreased a lot today.

However, what Sanka Hatsuka didn't know was that almost all of this was intentional on the part of Nagasaki Suyo, whether it was those small movements that showed off her body or visiting when Sanka Hatsuka was away.

That’s right, she came here because she knew Sanjiao Chuhua was not at home.

This morning, Nagasaki Suyo's mother told her that a blonde idol of her age had an additional collaboration with their company, so she had to work overtime.

Of course, in order to prevent misidentification of the person, Nagasaki Suyo specifically asked her mother for a photo of that person. When she found out that it was indeed Sanka Hatsuka, she confirmed that Sanka Hatsuka was alone at home.

Nagasaki Suyo took a sip of black tea and moved closer to Sanjiao Hatsuka inconspicuously by putting down the cup.

"The lyrics written by Xia are...very warm." Her voice was even softer than usual, her fingertips gently stroking the lyrics book, "Just like Xia herself."

She deliberately tucked her drooping hair behind her ears, revealing the graceful lines of her neck, while straightening her back to make the curve of her chest more obvious.

However, when doing this, the tips of Nagasaki Suye's ears turned pink, and it was obvious that she was not used to this kind of thing.

After reading the information she had specially searched online, she thought, "What's the big deal?" But when she really put it into practice in front of Sanjiao Chuxia, she felt extremely ashamed.

(I’m not used to not having hair covering my shoulders and neck…)

“Because [Personaction] wanted a song with a different style, this song was written in my style.”

Sanjiao Hatsuka held the teacup in his hand, his fingertips tensed unnaturally. He tried to focus on the steam rising from the cup, but the presence of Nagasaki Suyo beside him was impossible to ignore.

"I'm really looking forward to Xia's... [Personaction] new song. Can you invite me to your next live?"

"Of course. I'll invite everyone from Crychic to the next show."

He still thought that Nagasaki Suyo was angry with him for not telling everyone that he had formed a new band. He turned around and was about to explain, but his breath stopped when he saw her clearly.

The afternoon sun filtered through the curtains onto Nagasaki Suyo, casting a soft glow over her. She had tucked all her hair on the right side of her ear, a rare sight. Her beautifully shaped ear was completely exposed to the air, its entire length a faint pink.

What is even more difficult to ignore is that from this angle, Sanjiao Chuxia can see the faint cleavage hidden under her dress, which rises and falls slightly with her breathing.

"Xia, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" Seeing that he suddenly froze, Nagasaki Suyo asked with some concern.

"Nothing." Sanjiao Chuxia shook her head, using a normal tone to hide her inner fluctuations, but her eyes could not help but stay on her for a few more seconds, "By the way, Su Shi, you... seem a little different today."

"is it?"

Nagasaki Suyo's fingers unconsciously clenched the hem of her skirt, her heart beating so fast it threatened to burst out of her chest. She feigned composure, picking up the teacup and taking a symbolic sip.

"Maybe... it's because I changed my clothes?" She explained in a low voice, with a hint of barely perceptible shyness in her tone. "Because the weather is too hot, I wore something a little cooler."

After she finished speaking, she secretly glanced at Sanjiao Chuxia's expression. Seeing that his eyes kept glancing at her from time to time, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise slightly——

Her careful planning was not in vain.

Sanjiao Chuxia coughed lightly and forced herself to look away.

"Su Shi, do you have any other plans tonight? Do you want to stay for dinner?"

"Is it okay?" Nagasaki Suyo hesitated. "Won't it... disturb you?"

"How could that be? I've had dinner at your house several times before." Sanjiao Chuxia stood up and walked towards the kitchen. "Besides, Xiaochu may not be able to come home for dinner, so just think of it as keeping me company."

"Then let me cook."

She followed him into the kitchen, her slippers making a "squeak" sound on the floor.

"After all, Xia hasn't eaten the food I cooked for a long time."

Sanjiao Hatsuka paused as she opened the refrigerator and turned to look at Nagasaki Suyo. She raised her head slightly and looked at him with a hint of anticipation in her eyes.

"Then... I'll trouble you, Su Shi." He handed over an apron, his voice unconsciously lowered, "Do you need my help?"

Nagasaki Suyo took the apron and tied the belt deftly with her slender fingers: "Xia, just help me wash the vegetables."

She turned around and took out the ingredients from the refrigerator with surprisingly skilled movements, like the hostess of the house.

The rhythmic sound of chopping vegetables soon filled the kitchen. Nagasaki Suyo held the knife gracefully, her wrist flicking as the apron's ties curved gracefully around her slender waist. Mikado Hatsuka stood at the sink, washing vegetables, water droplets trickling down his fingers.

"Xia." Nagasaki Sushi finished cutting the meat and turned to look at him. "Since the end of [Crychic], have you visited Xiao Deng?"

Sanjiao Chuxia turned off the faucet and gently shook off the water droplets on his hands.

"We just met yesterday, what's wrong?"

"Xiao Deng is different from ordinary people. You know this, Xia."

"Yeah." He nodded and handed over the washed vegetables. "Xiao Deng has his own unique inner world, and his way of thinking is sometimes difficult to understand."

Nagasaki Suyo took the vegetables, put them on the chopping board and started cutting them.

"I can feel that when Xiaodeng is with us, she always feels lonely for reasons unknown to us, so I hope Xia can visit Xiaodeng more often. After all, among us, besides Xiaoxiang, you are the only one who understands her the best."

"Is this so..."

Nagasaki Suyo's words plunged Sankaku Hatsuka into a brief moment of contemplation. He leaned against the counter, watching Nagasaki Suyo expertly chop the vegetables into even, thin strips. Sunlight streamed through the kitchen window, casting tiny specks of light on her focused profile.

"I understand." Sanjiao Chuxia's face showed her usual warm smile, "I will visit Xiao Deng often."

"Xia is indeed...always so gentle." Nagasaki Suyo lowered her eyes and tucked a strand of scattered hair behind her ear.

(Alas, I was clearly planning to take advantage of the opportunity to sneak away.)

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Chapter 196: Seems much older than Xiaochu...

(Alas, I was clearly planning to take advantage of the opportunity to sneak away.)

Nagasaki Suyo sighed in her heart, complaining that she had wasted such a good opportunity.

The kitchen was filled with the aroma of stewing soup. Sanjiao Chuxia poured the cut vegetables into the pot, and the rising steam blurred his face.

"Actually... I've always been grateful to Su Shi."

"Thank me?" Nagasaki Suyo paused while stirring the soup spoon.

"Yeah." Sanjiao Chuxia leaned against the kitchen counter, her eyes soft. "When you were at Crychic, you always took everyone's feelings into consideration."

Hearing this, Nagasaki Sushi's ears turned slightly red. She stared at the ingredients boiling in the soup pot: "It's nothing... I just..."

She paused for a long time and didn't say the words after "I just".

"It's the same now. Even though Crychic has disbanded, Sushi still cares about everyone. On the contrary, I was obsessed with my own band and neglected you a little."

After saying that, Sanjiao Hatsuxia scratched her cheek with her freshly washed hands, looking a little self-blaming.

However, after hearing his words, Nagasaki Suyo clenched the soup spoon tightly, and her knuckles turned white.

"Xia didn't ignore everyone..." Her voice was almost drowned out by the boiling soup, "Xia just... found what she wanted to do."

Sanjiao Chuxia walked over to her and gently took the spoon from her hand: "But you can't forget your important friends because of this."

He stirred the soup in the pot, his movements gentle and skillful. Nagasaki Suyo stood aside, looking at his cheeks slightly red from the steam, and suddenly had the urge to hug him.

(Who is seducing whom?)

She inadvertently moved half a step to the side, their exposed arms almost touching. The faint scent of shower gel mixed with the fragrance of matcha on Sanjiao Chuxia's body made her heart beat faster.

"Xia..." Nagasaki Suyo called softly, her voice trembling a little, "Actually, I..."

At this moment, the soup pot suddenly began to boil violently, and a few drops of soup splashed onto the stove. Sanjiao Chuxia quickly turned down the heat, and this action forced the two of them to move some distance apart.

"Be careful not to get burned." He naturally used his body to block her and the stove. "Anyway, it's almost done. Su Shi, go set the table first. I'll leave this here."

Nagasaki Suyo pursed her lips and nodded gently. She took out the bowls and chopsticks for two and carefully set them on the table. Every movement was extremely serious, as if she were performing some kind of ritual.

As she set the tableware, the neckline of Nagasaki Suyo's dress dipped slightly, revealing a small expanse of her fair skin. As Sanka Hatsuka turned around with the soup pot in hand, her gaze was involuntarily drawn to it.

He quickly looked away, but couldn't help but glance at her a few more times out of the corner of his eye.

(Sushi, seems to be much older than Xiaochu... down! What are you focusing on, Chuxia!)

Cursing himself mentally, Sanjiao Chuxia carefully walked over with the soup pot and placed it on the heat-insulating pad. However, as if distracted by something, his finger accidentally touched the edge of the pot, causing him to gasp slightly.

"summer!"

Noticing this, Nagasaki Suyo immediately grabbed his wrist and pulled him under the cold water. Her palm was soft and warm, tightly wrapped around his fingers.

Amid the sound of flowing water, she lowered her head and carefully examined Sanjiao Chuxia's slightly red fingertips, and the softness on her chest accidentally rubbed his arm.

Sanjiao Chuxia's Adam's apple rolled: "No, it's okay, it was just a slight bump..."

Only then did Nagasaki Suyo realize how ambiguous their posture was, but she did not let go of her hand immediately. Instead, she gently stroked his fingertips.

"Be more careful next time. You're a guitarist, and your fingers are very important to you."

"I see……"

At the table, Nagasaki Suyo deliberately sat next to Mikado Hatsuka. Whenever she leaned over to pick up a dish, her hair would gently brush against his arm, carrying a faint scent of lavender.

"Try this." She picked up a piece of stewed white radish and handed it to his mouth. "This is the first time I've made this dish. Xia, please give me your evaluation."

Sanjiao Hatsuka hesitated for a moment, then finally opened his mouth to catch it. His lips accidentally touched the tip of the chopsticks, causing Nagasaki Suyo's heart to skip a beat.

"Is it delicious?" Nagasaki Suyo asked with some anticipation.

"Well, Su Shi's cooking skills are still so good."

Even though it was her first time making it, she had a solid cooking foundation so it couldn’t possibly be bad.

"It's a pity that someone told me not to send him lunch boxes anymore. It seems I won't have that pleasure anymore."

"Xiaochu has learned how to cook from Sushi, so she thought she wouldn't bother you anymore. It's not good to have you rush over every morning."

"It's not like I'm in any trouble..." Her voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible.