"You're threatening me with violence; I'm going to call the police." Chiaki made a resisting pose.
"Heh heh, that's useless."
Seiji acted like a villain. Although he wanted to make a pose as well, he couldn't because he was holding something in both hands.
"Nobody can save you in this demon king's domain! Don't struggle pointlessly and obediently obey this king! "
* Pfft. * Chiaki chuckled lightly.
"Saying something like that while holding a bag in both hands doesn't seem imposing at all."
"I think so as well. How about you help me carry my stuff, and I'll make a pose and say it again? "
"You actually want a weak young girl to carry something so heavy? That's too much!"
"Too much, the hell."
Seiji looked directly at her face.
"Stop joking around. Seriously, what exactly happened? "
"Can't you be more considerate and let me act like a melancholic girl more?" Chiaki made a sad pose.
"Alright, melancholic girl. Hello, and goodbye." Seiji decisively continued walking.
"Wait! Don't leave me behind. "
A voice sounded behind him as the melancholic girl caught up to him.
"Honestly, you're leaving so suddenly."
"I'm not familiar with melancholic girl; there's nothing to say."
"Don't treat me like a stranger!"
Chiaki reached out with her hand.
"Give me the bag in your left hand; I'll help you carry it."
"I'm not familiar with weak young girls."
"Stop messing around and give it to me." The weak young girl forcefully took the paper bag.
'You were the one who started it.' Seiji indicated with his eyes.
Chiaki pretended not to see it.
The two of them walked side by side in silence.
"Aren't you going on a date with Wanhua Summer Night today?" Chiaki asked.
"It's not a date; I'm accompanying her to a party."
"A party?"
"Yeah, a Yin Yang Master party. She asked me to be her temporary Spirit-branded Retainer to accompany her. "
"Spirit-branded Retainer … You fought for her, right?" Chiaki recalled what he just said.
"Yes, I fought a few matches." Seiji nodded.
"Apart from that?"
"Apart from that … there is nothing else."
Chiaki looked at him, and the corners of her mouth curled up into an ambiguous smile.
"Attending a party with the super beautiful Grand Mistress, but nothing intimate happened. What a pity ~"
Seiji: "…"
He felt that the tone of this sentence was rather subtle.
"By the way, aren't we supposed to accompany her for the whole day?"
"That was the original agreement, but Juumonji-sensei reminded me that I shouldn't ignore my family during a holiday, so I talked to Summer Night and changed the agreement."
Chiaki blinked in surprise.
"You're calling the president by his name."
"Yes."
"Isn't this an intimate matter? How dare you say it's nothing, liar."
"Of course not. She asked me to call her that before the party. "
"What happened before the party?"
"Nothing … no, something happened. Didn't Mika tell you?"
Chiaki: "?"
It seemed like he didn't say anything. Seiji thought about it for a moment before explaining.
He was dragged into an illusion while playing the Mysterious Double Six game, and then investigated its origins, the Uehara Family's collection, and the mystery surrounding Uehara -San …
Chiaki widened her eyes in surprise.
"… Now we're just waiting for the results of the investigation. Hopefully, we'll find out the truth."
"Mika …"
"She's feeling rather uneasy about this, and she's still digesting it. She probably didn't tell you because she didn't want you to worry, "Seiji told her.
Chiaki fell silent for a moment before she smiled.
"If Mika's father is actually like you, Seiji, the son of a powerful mystical family who was stranded outside for some reason, then Mika must be a commoner's daughter who inherited the bloodline of a powerful family … with an extraordinary background that no one knows about, she's just like the female lead of a television drama."
"The Uehara Family isn't that type of family."
"Perhaps her father isn't even a member of the Uehara Family, but was adopted?"
Seiji remained silent for a moment.
"That's a possibility, isn't it? There's so much room for imagination before the investigation is complete. "Chiaki rubbed her chin in contemplation.
"You could say that … but no matter what the truth is, Mika is Mika. That's what I believe," Seiji stated calmly.
Chiaki looked towards him.
"I recall that time … when we went shopping for clothes together, what you said to me and Mika," Chiaki said softly as she recalled the scene from that time. His moving smile under the street lights appeared in her mind.
"When Mika was acting uneasy, you probably said something similar to that time to her, didn't you?"
Seiji nodded.
"I indeed mentioned that time and told her that no matter what, our relationship wouldn't change."
Chiaki was able to imagine that scene.
The uneasy pigtailed girl, and the boy who gently smiled and comforted her … it was as if all of this had happened right before her eyes.
Another period of silence fell between them.
"Apart from food, all of these things you bought were gifts for the Winter Snow Festival?" Chiaki changed the topic.
"That's right."
"For Kagura-san, Tachibana-chan, and Mika? What are they?"
"For Little Shi, a photo album, for Little Ling Yang, a new video game console, and for Mika and her mother, a bathing suit."
"Bathing suit … seems a little perverted."
"How is it perverted? It's clearly just an ordinary gift. "
"Normally, it would be, but you're a boy, and you're giving such a gift to a beautiful mother and daughter. Objectively speaking, it's obvious that you're up to no good!" Chiaki acted as if she saw through the truth.
"Up to no good, my ass!" Seiji retorted.
"By the way, even though Mrs. Uehara's daughter is already all grown up, she's still quite beautiful, and she's maintained her figure quite well. Beautiful widow landlord … this name sounds quite appropriate, doesn't it?"
"Indeed … no, no! What do you want me to agree to!? "
"'Beautiful widow landlord's daily life.' What do you think of when you hear this?"
"Think of porn … no, nothing at all!"
"What about 'Sharing a room with the beautiful widow landlord?'"
"'Mrs., I like you' … Stop! Stop talking about it!! "
"'Beautiful widow landlord's secrets of privacy …'"
"Shut up!"
The two of them had a heated argument.
When they were about to arrive at Uehara's apartment, Seiji looked at Chiaki and wanted to ask her something, but he swallowed his words and retracted his gaze.
Something flashed in Chiaki's eyes as she looked at him.
"Actually, I'm really fine. It's just … that bastard of a father stood me up," she told him in a soft voice.
"We agreed to have dinner together on the Winter Snow Festival, but he suddenly said that he wouldn't be coming back …
"I've already expected this, but … I'm still shocked."
I felt that it was quite embarrassing to be shocked by something that I already expected … that's why I didn't want to say it. "
Chiaki did her best to sound relaxed, but her tone still revealed a hint of weakness.
She hated that she was shocked by something like this and became depressed. However, she was unable to control her emotions. She was just like a child throwing a tantrum.
Seiji looked at her.
He realized that she didn't want to comfort him, but rather …
"Come to my place for the holidays," he told her calmly.
"… Is that alright?"
"Don't ask such a foolish question."
Something flashed in Chiaki's eyes.
"I want to drink alcohol. Is that alright?"
"No, I only have tea and fruit juice."
"I want to stay here. Is that alright?"
"Go stay at Mika's place."
"I'm tired of sleeping on her bed. I want to sleep on your bed."
"There's no bed anymore. There's only tatami mats."
"Tatami mats are fine too ~"
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