Jimihen obediently followed him home.
Partly because it was tempted by premium dried meat treats.
And partly because it knew that Yukima Azuma was not someone to mess with.
After pressing the doorbell
In no time, Gotoh Mama opened the front door.
"Why are you back so early... Ara~, it's Yukima-kun."
( ` )
At first, she thought it was just her youngest daughter returning from the walk.
But the moment she saw Yukima Azuma, a pleasantly surprised smile appeared on her face.
"Hello, oba-san. I came to visit. Here's a small giftI hope you'll accept it."
Yukima Azuma presented the gift he had prepared in advance.
A box of premium fruits and tea.
These were things the Yukima household always kept on hand.
Occasionally, they were taken out as gifts.
As for the tea, Yukima Azuma himself often drank it.
"Yukima-kun, you're too polite. Come in, come in!"
"Futari, you're clinging to Yukima-kun again."
Mrs. Gotoh accepted the gift.
Every time Yukima Azuma visited, he always brought something. At first, she felt a little uneasy about it.
But by now, it had become a habit.
Though she did feel it was a bit extravagant.
Still, it was Yukima Azuma's thoughtfulness, and she couldn't just refuse it.
Besides, in the eyes of the Gotoh couple, Yukima Azuma was already close to a perfect son-in-law.
The kind of person they could entrust their daughter to at any moment with peace of mind.
Gotoh Futari was scolded by her mother, but she didn't care in the slightest.
Clinging to Yukima Azuma would definitely be beneficial.
No one understood that better than she did.
Sure enough, Yukima Azuma took a small cake from the gift box and handed it to her.
Gotoh Futari squealed with joy and ran off with the cake.
"Azuma onii-chan, Banzai! Daisuki!"
(o)
Watching her disappear,
Both Yukima Azuma and Mrs. Gotoh let out helpless chuckles.
"Oh, oba-san, what about Hitori?"
"She's in her room. Go right in."
"Then I'll excuse myself."
"No need to be so formal. Just treat this as your home. Go on."
Mrs. Gotoh gave him a light pat on the back and nodded encouragingly.
It wasn't easy for her eldest daughter to find a boyfriend.
For a girl with severe social anxiety to have a relationshipit was a miracle.
As Bocchi's mother, she just wanted the two of them to get married as soon as possible.
Otherwise, she feared her daughter would end up dying alone in her closet in old age.
Yukima Azuma switched into indoor slippers
Smoothly passed through the living room, went upstairs, and arrived at Gotoh Hitori's bedroom door.
Standing before the door, Yukima Azuma raised his hand and knocked lightly.
"W-what What is it?"
A doubtful voice from Gotoh Hitori came from inside.
Normally, unless necessary, her parents wouldn't enter her room
Yukima Azuma said nothing; he simply knocked on the door again.
Gotoh Hitori's room was completely dark, with the curtains tightly drawn.
The only sources of light came from the desk lamp and the computer screen inside her closet.
Gotoh Hitori lay sprawled on the floor, limp as a noodle, looking utterly drained.
Even after getting up, she still seemed devoid of energy.
Dragging her feet, she trudged toward the door.
The moment it cracked open just a little
"Wha" She had barely uttered a sound before her eyes widened.
( ®®) !!
The young man standing outside smiled at her.
"Azuma-kun! Wait! That! I!"
Overwhelmed by excitement and nerves, Gotoh Hitori immediately started stammering.
At the same time, she opened the door a little wider but then froze.
The moment she saw Yukima Azuma, joy surged through her so intensely that she wanted nothing more than to leap into his arms.
Buther room was a mess, an absolute disaster.
Not to mention, she hadn't showered all day.
She had been holed up in her closet for hours, and she feared she might smell musty.
Compared to a year ago, Gotoh Hitori had improved a lot.
Whenever she went out with Yukima Azuma, she always dressed up in cute dresses.
Sometimes, she even asked her mom to curl her hair for her.
But deep down, all of these things were just ways to boost her confidence.
Bocchi was still the same shy and slightly insecure girl as before.
"Not jumping in?"
Yukima Azuma spread his arms widehis message couldn't be clearer.
"I I haven't showered"
(><)
Gotoh Hitori whispered softly.
"Opportunities like this only come once," Yukima Azuma murmured.
Like a devil tempting a maiden into sin.
Gotoh Hitori swallowed hard.
But still, I mean!
This temptation was just too much!
In the end, Gotoh Hitori couldn't resist.
Casting aside her self-consciousness, she dove straight into Yukima Azuma's arms.
Her soft body fell snugly into his embrace.
Yukima Azuma held her tight, effortlessly lifting her off the ground as he stepped into the room.
With a swift motion, he kicked the door shut behind them.
Darkness enveloped the space.
Yukima Azuma's gaze instinctively drifted toward the closet.
Inside, a large poster was plastered against the wall.
It was a picture of him.
Yukima Azuma had long forgotten when he had sent this particular photo to Gotoh Hitori during one of their chats.
It was probably just a random snapshot at the time.
But with his natural charm at 8 point, no matter how casually the photo was taken, it had apparently still become a deadly trap for a lovestruck girl.
However printing it out at such a massive size and sticking it in her room
Yukima Azuma turned to look at Gotoh Hitori.
Sasuga Bocchi! She never fails to impress!
At that moment, Gotoh Hitori followed Yukima Azuma's gaze and spotted her own masterpiece.
A deep crimson hue spread from her neck all the way up to her face.
(///// " )
She buried her head in his chest, covering her face with both hands.
"I-I couldn't help it!"
"It's just that you looked too handsome, and before I knew it, I had already printed it out"
"And since I already printed it, wouldn't it be a waste not to put it up?"
Listening to her feeble excuse
Yukima Azuma couldn't help but sigh.
It seemed Bocchi had the makings of an lustful fangirl after all
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Chapter 261: Bocchi is Hard to Please
Chapter 261: Bocchi is Hard to Please
Yukima Azuma held Gotoh Hitori in his arms as he sat down inside the closet.
With a casual motion, he pulled the door shut.
Gotoh Hitori was a little flustered.
Normally, she loved sitting inside her closet
The cramped and dark space gave her a strange sense of security.
But now, Yukima Azuma was in here with her.
Her mind was in turmoil.
She didn't want Yukima Azuma inside.
Not because she was uncomfortable with him invading her personal space.
But because Yukima Azuma simply didn't belong in a place like this.
He was like the sunradiant and dazzling.
How could someone like him sit inside a tiny, cramped closet?
"Azuma-kun..." she called out softly, intending to say something to get him to leave.
()
Because of the close distance, her voice was light and delicate.
It almost sounded like she was acting spoiled.
Yukima Azuma's heart skipped a beat.
Then, he immediately felt a little embarrassed.
Damn it, Bocchi charming me again.
He raised his hand and gave her a light smack on the butt.
A crisp pop echoed in the closet.
Gotoh Hitori looked up at him, her eyes filled with confusion.
She had no idea why she had just been hit.
Yukima Azuma chuckled and reached out to gently caress her cheek.
If Bocchi ever seriously tried to flirt with him
She would definitely freeze up completely, her awkward movements anything but seductive.
But the way she acted unconsciously
That was what truly made people's hearts race.
Inside the cramped closet
With both Yukima Azuma and Gotoh Hitori squeezed inside, there was barely any space left to move.
Yukima Azuma found the whole situation rather novel.
A fresh experience.
Judging by his expression
Gotoh Hitori knew that convincing him to leave wasn't going to be easy.
At least, not before he had his fun.
In this confined space, Yukima Azuma took the opportunity to try out a few kabedon moves.
Time passed quickly.
Two hours later.
The closet door finally opened.
Gotoh Hitori slumped to the floor, completely limp and powerless.
ЊЌ‹Ќ
Yukima Azuma bent down, scooped her up, and gently placed her on the bed.
Then, he turned back to the closet and rummaged through his belongings.
He pulled out a sheet of music.
"I heard you've been playing the flower fortune-telling game lately. So, what did you get, Bocchi?"
Yukima Azuma asked with a smile.
Upon hearing thatGotoh Hitori, who had just started to calm downimmediately blushed.
She had no idea how he found out about that.
She had clearly disposed of the flower petals in secret
Yukima Azuma bringing it up made her feel a little guilty.
A while ago, Yukima Azuma had suddenly started ignoring her.
It had made her deeply anxious.
But now, he had appeared before her again, just like that.
All her worries instantly vanished.
At the same time, she felt a twinge of guilt.
He obviously liked her so muchhow could she have doubted his feelings for her?
Seeing Gotoh Hitori lower her head in silence, Yukima Azuma cleared his throat, bringing her attention back to him.
He hadn't intended to make her reflect on herself.
He had only used it as an excuse to subtly change the topic.
As for what had happened with him in the tsunami
He had no intention of telling Gotoh Hitori about it.
Even though she had nothing to do with it,
Knowing her personality, if she found out that he had been in danger and she hadn't even realized it, she would blame herself to the point of breaking down.
Yukima Azuma looked at Gotoh Hitori and smiled as he asked:
"Bocchi, are you fortune-telling to see if you'll receive a Christmas gift?"
Gotoh Hitori turned to him, her eyes wavering slightly.
"So, Bocchi, did you get a Christmas gift?"
Hearing that, she blinked.
Should she just go along with his words and continue?
Or should she be honest and confess a little?
Yukima Azuma didn't give her much time to think.
"No one gave you a Christmas gift?"
Hearing that, Gotoh Hitori shook her head.
Actually, everyone in Kessoku Band had invited her out.
But at that time, she was emo because Yukima Azuma was ignoring her.
So she didn't go.
(ЇЇ;)
And besides her bandmates...
The only people around her were her parents, younger sister and her dog.
Gotoh Hitori was already a JK now.
Out of respect for their daughter's self-esteem, her parents no longer secretly placed gifts in her room at midnight.
Instead, they simply gave her a little extra allowance on Christmas Day.
As for her younger sister...
Um, better not talk about that.
Seeing her shake her head, Yukima Azuma was satisfied.
He placed the music sheet into Gotoh Hitori's hands.
Then, lifting her chin, he pressed a kiss onto her lips.
"Merry Christmas, this is your gift."
Gotoh Hitori was kissed into a daze.
( ( )!
After hearing his words, it took her a moment to react.
Her first response wasn't to check the gift in her hands...
But to blame herself.
She hadn't prepared a gift for Yukima Azuma.
"I'm sorry, Azuma-kun, I... I forgot to prepare a Christmas gift."
"Do you want anything? O-Or you can punish me! I-I'll do anything!"
Hearing Gotoh Hitori's words, Yukima Azuma initially intended to comfort her and say it was fine. But just as the words reached his mouth, he swallowed them down.
Some outfits flashed through his mind: Bunny girl, cat ears, and even a maid outfit.
With Gotoh Hitori's personality, she would clearly feel extremely uncomfortable wearing those.
However, if faced with guilt and embarrassment maybe it was worth a try.
Yukima Azuma smiled and nodded:
"Alright, then Bocchi's Christmas gift to me will be postponed for a bit, but I'll come to claim it later."
Seeing his smile, Gotoh Hitori instinctively pressed her legs together.
...
As her feelings of guilt faded, she slowly opened the music sheet.
The notes danced steadily before her eyes.
Reading the lyrics written by Yukima Azuma's hand, Gotoh Hitori felt as if something had touched her heart.
Another Me in the World.
This wasn't a musical piece that could go down in history.
It was just a simple pop song.
But the reason Yukima Azuma chose this song was simple.
Because it truly suited them.
"I can feel you, just like you can feel me. The other person in this world, is me."
Gotoh Hitori couldn't help but hum along to the lyrics.
She looked up, her gaze meeting Yukima Azuma's, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears.
So it wasn't just her who felt this way.
Even though Yukima Azuma's personality seemed vastly different from hers
Gotoh Hitori could still sense it sometimes.
The two of them seemed alike.
Like two sides of a mirror, like two leaves on the same tree.
Perhaps, because they had both been lonely.
And then, they were no longer alone.
Seeing Gotoh Hitori on the verge of tears, Yukima Azuma smiled and gently cupped her face.
"Well? Do you like it?"
Gotoh Hitori nodded vigorously.
"I love it! I love it so much! I really love it!"
( )
Even as she said it, she felt it still wasn't enough to express all her emotions.
So, she hugged the sheet music tightly to her chest.
Out of everything in this world, there was no gift more wonderful than this.
Seeing her like that, Yukima Azuma's lips curved slightly.
This was the scene he wanted to see.
Before Christmas arrived, Yukima Azuma had felt troubled.
On Christmas Day, he would have to be at home, meaning he definitely couldn't be with Gotoh Hitori.
