Uneasy daily life

In his past life, he was educated by his parents; in this life, he is educating his parents. He is a complete rebel, and what's absurd is that he has actually educated them into… or rather, he has caused one incident after another under the influence of the hater, to the point that his uncles and aunts have been unknowingly led astray by the hater and had their values ​​reshaped.

In this way, there's no need to worry about family issues affecting everyone's relationships. No matter how messy the relationships are, it doesn't seem to have much impact on the hater's family.

After dinner, while the others lined up to shower, Mai Sakurajima took advantage of a break to help wash the dishes in the kitchen, pondering how to use her phone to translate her farewell message as she was about to fly back to Japan the next day.

After washing the dishes and putting them in the dryer, Mai Sakurajima wiped her hands, took out her phone, and was about to type when a middle-aged woman who had finished washing the dishes grabbed her hand, spoke in incomprehensible words, and then stuffed something she could understand into her palm.

A small square in a vacuum-sealed plastic package, with familiar Japanese text on it.

The middle-aged woman smiled encouragingly and gave her a thumbs-up.

Mai Sakurajima: "!"

To retract my earlier statement, the hater's parents felt that their son's relationships weren't complicated enough and wanted to add fuel to the fire.

Oh well, whatever my mindset is, it's not like it's the first time we've shared a bed.

Mai Sakurajima, having recovered from her speechlessness, nodded with a somewhat subtle smile.

Although we don't speak the same language, the communication has been completed.

The middle-aged woman smiled with satisfaction. As expected, Ying's daughter was too well-behaved, too obedient and easy-going, but she was easily taken advantage of by Erbai.

This premature ignition will surely expose potential problems, and Erbai must handle it well.

To solidify the complex relationships between his sons, he licked bricks and reinforced the foundation (√).

Have private conversations with your daughter to build a good relationship (√).

A real-life, large-scale palace intrigue drama of jealousy and rivalry (√).

In short, it's all about winning!

As Erbai's mother, she had watched him use this method of solving problems before they even occurred since he was a child!

For example, after our son started to understand things, my husband would tell him stories of famous people, such as Washington cutting down the cherry blossom tree, Liu Bei pointing to the tree crown and saying he wanted to be the emperor, Liu Bang slaying the white snake and showing his courage, and Leonardo da Vinci painting eggs, hoping that our son would learn from the wisdom and courage of the ancients...

My son didn't take it to heart: "This is the time of success. Great scholars will create scriptures for it. Fools will believe it, and wise people will laugh at it. Only those who are half-foolish and half-wise will seek the truth from the false. How absurd!"

Husband: "Half-foolish, half-wise?"

My son: "Mentally challenged."

After a fierce struggle, my son visited his still-living parents-in-law and inquired with various relatives, eventually compiling "The Annals of My Father," which included anecdotes about 'famous' figures, such as imitating an old immortal to learn qigong, pointing to the calendar and saying he wanted to marry the person in the picture, and his indomitable spirit of making handicrafts by urinating and mixing mud...

From then on, my husband never mentioned those mysterious stories about famous people again, which shows my son's foresight.

The middle-aged woman recalled her past deeds, then went back to her room and took out two quilts. She then rearranged the room assignments, moving Toyohama Kazuka, who shared a room with Sakurajima Mai, to live with Angelina, and moving Shirokage, who slept in the living room, to Sakurajima Mai's room.

Yukino and the others were momentarily bewildered, unsure whether to question whether it was wrong for guests to make the host sleep on the sofa, or whether there was anything wrong with unmarried men and women sharing a room...

However, Mai Sakurajima didn't seem to have any objections. She just raised her hand to rub her temples, looking like she had a bellyful of complaints but couldn't think of where to start.

Yukino nudged her sister with her elbow: "Yukino-chan, get jealous, act cute, be sarcastic! If Mom is satisfied, your boyfriend won't have to sleep with other women!"

"?" Yukino Yukinoshita slapped her sister's elbow away in an annoyance. "Should I take care of my sister right here and now?"

"Oh well, there's no other way anyway." Bai Ying whistled. "My dog ​​mother has been poisoned by third-rate TV dramas for years and has basically given up on treatment. Why don't you guys join me in putting on an ultimate battleground, with the four basic palace intrigue skills: hair-pulling, leg-kicking, clothes-ripping, and scratching..."

Angelina raised her hand.

"There are also high school objects falling, orbiting the ground, and rockets taking off without obstacles..."

"Go away, what's it to you? You're just a nobody, 9527, and instead of caring about how things are going with your boyfriend, you're concerned about someone else who's about to sleep with you. Isn't that ridiculous?"

"#!"

Once we're out of your parents' sight and back in Japan, you'll be in for a real fight!

Chapter 125 Making a Runaway

Late at night.

Mai Sakurajima sat on the edge of the bed and yawned slightly. She had been abroad for a day or two, and there hadn't been any special activity in the fan community. It seemed she hadn't been caught by paparazzi or anything like that. She could just go back to China tomorrow to prepare for work as usual—hmm, should she urge someone to update their blog? Lately, apart from the routine commercials and program announcements, she hadn't encountered any scripts that caught her eye or were challenging enough.

His gaze fell upon the white figure that was pressed against the door, motionless, pretending to be a reincarnated gecko.

Sakurajima Mai asked with a sullen laugh, "Did you hear someone eavesdropping outside?"

"The rebellious father rolled around on the sofa a few times, suffering the agony of losing his fatherly authority; the mother was still watching TV, judging from the lines 'If it weren't for me, blah blah blah' and 'You used to, blah blah blah,' it was probably an urban romance drama; the hero and 9528 had already gone into the room and seemed to be getting ready to sleep; the stick figure lingered outside the door several times, probably wanting to knock or open it to check, but the mother was definitely staring at them with shining eyes, making her a little confused and hesitant to make a move; 9527 didn't make a sound, I suspect she used her superpowers to lift her feet off the ground and secretly eavesdrop..."

Bai Ying closed her eyes and concentrated, analyzing the various sounds coming from outside the door.

"You're not impersonating me and making some weird noises, are you?"

Mai Sakurajima suddenly asked in a low voice.

"Of course not." Bai Ying chuckled. "I'm the one who watches others' misfortunes, not the other way around! Back then, I discussed love with my mother and father, and today my mother is trying to create a non-existent battleground. It seems I'm still the one who wins!"

"Discussing love?" Sakurajima Mai said in a strange tone, "Could it be that you're stirring up trouble between your aunt and uncle? After all, your uncle has a youthful hobby..."

It is indeed a hobby of young people, liking young and beautiful girls, admiring idols and liking photo albums, which is very common among middle-aged men.

“That’s called testing the parents’ love, not discussing it,” Bai Ying waved her hand and said casually. “I was just subtly inquiring about how they met, fell in love, and got married. One version was from the rebellious father, another from the dog mother, and then I showed those versions to the other side, thus getting two more versions…”

Mai Sakurajima understood and said with a smile, "It's like how a hater, in order to get my attention, went so far as to pretend to be a hater to get close to me, barging into my life through a series of unreasonable behaviors, using the behavior of a hater to cover up the true nature of a fan, and in the end actually actually tricked me into getting his hands on me..."

“Indeed.” Bai Ying nodded repeatedly, speaking earnestly to the air, “Little brat, your father was once incredibly talented and beautiful. I always hated idol worship and was your mother’s biggest hater. But your mother took a liking to me, even going so far as to pretend to be a hater of Sakurajima Mai to pull me into a group so we could all talk bad about her…”

A pillow flew over and hit the white figure in the face. The white figure caught the pillow and looked up at Sakurajima Mai.

Mai Sakurajima was sitting on the bed, preparing to sleep. She rolled her deep eyes slightly, giving a playful, pouty look. She raised her hands to gather her long, dark hair, which was still mixed with a touch of water, revealing a glimpse of white skin on her neck. She held the hair in her left hand and tied it up with a hair tie in her right.

Seemingly noticing Bai Ying's openly scrutinizing gaze, Sakurajima Mai quickly brought up a topic: "The parents of the anti-fan are really peculiar. The father likes to look at photo books and follow idols, and is very familiar with online trends and the entertainment industry. The mother likes to burn incense and pray to Buddha and follow gossip TV dramas..."

Bai Ying corrected, "Middle-aged men like to look at young, beautiful girls with long, white legs, and middle-aged women like gossip and emotional entertainment programs. These are clearly very simple and normal hobbies, right?"

"Hmm...that seems to be true," Sakurajima Mai said subtly, "but something feels different..."

Bai Ying shrugged: "Because you treat them like parents or other elders. It's common knowledge that parents don't discuss personal interests and hobbies with their children."

Sakurajima Mai: "..."

It seems that's true? I know what my mom usually likes, but we basically never discuss our interests or hobbies.

"Hey..." Sakurajima Mai finished tying her hair up, hugged her calves with both hands, rested her chin on her knees, and teased with interest, "So it's true that your parents in this life are easier to get along with?"

"Don't even mention it, raising them was so hard." Bai Ying sighed. "You haven't experienced it, so you don't know—superstition is no good habit. My mother was practically born with a knack for being sold to, and she was extremely superstitious. She used to buy all sorts of strange things all the time. My rebellious father always wanted me to be successful, trying to instill all sorts of half-baked philosophies in me from childhood, wanting me to become a shining star in the sky of history..."

Is this the story of how the "anti-fan" grew up, or a history of struggle influencing his parents? The influence is certainly significant; both his uncles and aunts bear some resemblance to him. Their thinking is sometimes quite surprising, and the thick-skinned nature he's honed has led to unexpected open-mindedness…

Sakurajima Mai looked at the white figure making sarcastic remarks, a slight smile playing on her lips. Suddenly, as if remembering something, she reached up and smoothed her hair, her expression thoughtful: "...Does the hater also regret not doing anything in his past life?"

Whether it's arguing, fighting, debating, or throwing out some strange remarks... it seems that in his past life, the only things between the hater and his family were responsibility, obligation, demands, and execution. The family was so thin that it was just a word describing the relationship.

"Xiao Yun did nothing, so what does it have to do with me, Bai Ying?"

Bai Ying retorted confidently.

Sakurajima Mai glanced at him speechlessly, sat on the bed and stretched out her legs, pressing her hands down her thighs to massage them: "Yes, yes, I know you're easygoing and carefree, and you've long since let go of the past... Your aunt and uncle have been raised to their current personalities by the hater, so there's no need to worry about any other more serious issues."

The white figure sat on the edge of the bed, stroking his chin as he looked at Sakurajima Mai, and suddenly said, "No serious issues like marriage certificates, household registration, or inheritance, but plenty of inappropriate questions... right? A hero plus secretly thinking about strange things?"

"..."

Sakurajima Mai bent over and pressed her legs, looking slightly guilty, but quickly regained her composure and said, "What strange things could I possibly be thinking? Why don't you tell me, Hater-kun?"

The white figure swiftly reached into Mai Sakurajima's pajama pocket and pulled out a square plastic bag.

Sakurajima Mai: "..."

Bai Ying: "..."

The air was silent for a few seconds before the white figure exclaimed in surprise, "That's it?!"

"?" Sakurajima Mai's eyes widened slightly. "What did you think it was?"

Bai Ying turned her head and glanced at the section of fair leg under Sakurajima Mai's nightgown, and said disappointedly, "I thought you were secretly hiding a pair of black stockings and wanted me to put them on for you right now..."

"..." Sakurajima Mai said with a smile, "It's a pity that Auntie doesn't think as much as Hater-kun!"

Bai Ying looked at the small cube in her hand and asked again, "Just one?"

Sakurajima Mai: "..."

How should I respond? Has the hater become more composed and experienced in this area after taking things further with Haruno?

Instead of pressing her advantage, Bai Ying left the bedside, leaned against the door, and continued to listen to the sounds outside. Her eyes were fixed on Sakurajima Mai on the bed, a mysterious smile on her lips, but she remained silent.

"..."

At times like these, you need to remain calm and composed, and not let yourself be led by the nose!

Sakurajima Mai pretended nothing had happened and continued to massage her legs, though she was still a little embarrassed and annoyed—she had just been tying her hair, smoothing her sideburns and exposing her neck, and now she was sitting on the bed massaging her legs… Her hater must have figured out the meaning behind her sudden flurry of movements, right?!

Well, to be honest, I didn't really care about that kind of thing. It's just that Haruno started it, and then my aunt fanned the flames, leading to this situation... Actually, thinking about it carefully, there's no need for me and the hater to rush into anything, right? We're both still young, and I have a career to pursue. It wouldn't be good to cause an accident because of a momentary emotional impulse...

Besides, the atmosphere was really strange! The auntie was rambling on and on, and everyone else seemed a little odd. If something really happened between her and the hater, they felt like they'd be too ashamed to face anyone the next day! Ultimately, the environment and atmosphere just weren't suitable…

Mai Sakurajima stopped rubbing her legs and subconsciously glanced at the white figure.

The white figure held the small plastic square in its mouth and gave a wicked smile.

Sakurajima Mai couldn't help but look away, clearing her throat slightly: "Alright, just sleep peacefully tonight. Tomorrow, Hater-kun will have to deal with Yukino's jealousy~"

“That’s easy.” Bai Ying moved the small cube to the corner of her mouth. “As long as I pretend to take advantage of the situation to get a double kill, the hero will inevitably lose his composure, flee in shame, and his emotions will be replaced by even stronger ones…”

Mai Sakurajima said irritably, "You haters really know a lot of tricks."

“That is…” Bai Ying blinked and suddenly said, “It’s quiet outside now, and everyone seems to have fallen asleep in bed or on the sofa.”

"!!"

Sakurajima Mai subconsciously shrank her legs, pursed her lips, and looked away. She was a little embarrassed to look at Bai Ying's eyes, but she also had the idea of ​​becoming calm and serious. After all, this was her first time... a breakthrough in her relationship with the anti-fan on another level.

She didn't care whether it was perfect, whether the atmosphere was right, or whether the environment was right; she couldn't find any problems.

The relationship was already very good, so there was nothing wrong with it. It was just a matter of course that it happened when the opportunity arose.

...Hmm? Why hasn't the hater made a move yet?

Mai Sakurajima blinked gently, looking at the white figure leaning against the door. She felt a little lost, reached out and pinched the end of her tied-up hair, pointed at her boyfriend and flicked it twice, silently urging him on.

Bai Ying nodded seriously: "Go change your clothes."

"?"

Sakurajima Mai twitched the corner of her mouth and gave Bai Ying a light, reproachful glare. "This hater is getting more and more outrageous, arrogant, and shameless lately!"

Stay calm! Stay composed! Keep a level head, or you'll be manipulated by those trolls!

It's just changing clothes, right? She's done far more embarrassing things before, Mai Sakurajima! She needs to project a mature and confident image! Not only does she need to change, but she needs to change in a way that will make even her haters unable to look away!

Sakurajima Mai rummaged through her small suitcase and pulled out her prepared change of clothes: a pleated skirt, a blue and white short-sleeved shirt, and black stockings.

Sensitive to the camera and the gaze of onlookers, Mai Sakurajima calmly changed her clothes, showcasing her beauty to her boyfriend. She unbuttoned her shirt, removed her pajama pants, and stretched out her slender arms, the movements subtly concealing her underwear, making her appear, at first glance, completely naked. She then put on her clothes one by one, pulling her short-sleeved shirt over her head to cover her navel. She rolled up her black stockings, her toes digging into them, pulling them open to create a hazy veil over her legs. Her fingers, hooked on the hem of the stockings, released with a crisp snap. The pleated skirt gathered at her waist and hips, completely concealing the stockings and her barely visible underwear beneath the hem.

The young woman was dressed neatly, her smiling expression masking her shyness, her gaze subtly lingering on her lover.

"If you see how the clothes are put on, you should know how to take them off, right?"

A light mist rises on this fine night, a veil veils the bright moon. The rooster seems about to crow, for the day is about to break free from the night.

The white figure bent slightly, first reciting a poem, then directly commenting: "Brave Plus, you're quite the charmer."

Mai Sakurajima, who had remained composed until then, blushed slightly upon hearing such a direct comment. She reached for the blanket, trying to cover herself, who was already dressed, with it: "Ahem... After all, I'm a college student, an adult..."

"But I'm asking you to put on clothes not so I can take them off, but so I can go out with you."

"Going out?"

Mai Sakurajima was stunned.

“Yes.” Bai Ying nodded. “We should go back.”

Mai Sakurajima: "?"

……

Confused.

Although I know my boyfriend often does unexpected things, why would he stay up late, secretly pack his bags, and leave the house without a word, just to go off to meet me?!

"Say goodbye? Naive! My rebellious father will definitely use this opportunity to cause trouble. My father will announce that I'm being kicked out of the house! My mother will surely pray to my face, saying things like, 'Don't get into a car accident, don't crash a plane, don't stumble upon a murder scene.' She might even make me write down our love story in a book and send it back to her so she can read it to her heart's content. It would be best if it could be made into a TV series and brought back to China!"

Bai Ying, carrying Sakurajima Mai's luggage, sneered, "Brave plus, don't forget the current situation. Tomorrow, your mother will definitely have prepared a wife-introduction package for you, and maybe even given you a crash course on Japanese customs, and specially prepared red bean rice for you, trying her best to stir up trouble and watch a real-life urban romance drama! The trap is right in front of you, only a fool would walk into it!"

Sakurajima Mai clutched her luggage, her face contorted in the wind, and exclaimed, "Wait! Hater, are you sure this is okay? How can family members just leave like that, come back whenever they want, and even sneak away? Without even saying goodbye..."