To be honest, she read very few famous novels that didn't have a "2D" vibe.
If she had really read it, she would have at least some recollection of it.
Yukima Azuma heard this and just gave a helpless smile.
He sat down on the edge of the bed.
Yukima Azuma flipped the cover of the book.
"So you've forgotten? It was at my place when Sayuri oba-san said she couldn't pick up Eriri that day."
"So Eriri came over to my place for a while, and in my room, we read this book together."
"I remember, Eriri even said it was the first time she came to a boy's room."
"Forgetting a first like this Could it be that Eriri's actually lying to me?"
Yukima Azuma's words acted like a key unlocking Pandora's box.
Eriri's memories quickly came flooding back.
"I didn't lie to you! That really was my first time!"
She immediately retorted without thinking.
How could she forget that?
That afternoon, her mother had suddenly texted her, saying there were guests visiting at home and she couldn't pick her up.
After Yukima Azuma found out, he invited her to his house for a bit.
What kind of mood was Eriri in when she came here?
Anyway, at that time, Eriri had taken on the role of "Kashiwagi Eri-sensei."
Her mind was full of hentai thoughts.
After all, being invited to a boy's house with no one else around...
In a situation like that, no matter how you looked at it... it was bound to lead to that.
So, with all these non-child-friendly images filling her head, Eriri couldn't focus on reading the book at all.
"So, at that time, was Eriri too busy thinking about dirty things to read the book?"
"Ecchi~"
Yukima Azuma smiled and lightly shook the novel in his hand.
"I'm not a pervert!!!"
"Isn't it your fault, Azuma? You suddenly invited me into your room and even said the bed was very soft."
Eriri's embarrassment erupted, and she decided to speak out without holding back.
"By saying things like that, didn't you mean to do something to me?"
"You pulled me to sit on the bed, wasn't that supposed to lead to that kind of situation?"
Eriri lowered her head, letting out small, embarrassed noises, her golden hair gently swaying.
But after saying all of this...
After a long pause, she didn't hear any response.
Eriri cautiously lifted her head.
She saw Yukima Azuma wearing an awkward smile.
This was the first time Eriri had seen such an expression on him.
"To be honest, I did think about it. Even saying the bed was very soft, I realize now that was embarrassing."
"The weather was nice, the place was perfect, I had everything prepared, but in the end, I didn't dare to go further."
Yukima Azuma's words left Eriri wide-eyed.
"Huh... Huh!?" She gasped, her mouth open in shock, revealing her small canines.
The images of that day suddenly flashed in her mind.
Eriri didn't think and let the words slip out of her mouth:
"So why didn't you do it? I had made up my mind before I even stepped into Azuma's room!"
"Because at that time, you were so stiff, your caution was practically written all over your face. I had to think about your feelings."
"Huh? That was just because I was nervous! How could I not be nervous? That was the place I was going to leave a memory of my life! I had already prepared myself!"
Eriri jumped up, her emotions rushing out as she grabbed the hem of Yukima Azuma's shirt.
"I was ready to create that memory! And in the end, nothing happened!"
"After I went home, I cried to my mom so hard, I started doubting myself!"
"Then, until I met you again, I kept thinking: Am I not attractive enough? Not enough to make Azuma react?"
Yukima Azuma looked at the girl in front of him, who had completely thrown away her pride.
A pause filled his mind.
At that time, Azuma had only experienced one relationship, so his understanding of girls' psychology was still limited.
This inevitably led to some misunderstandings.
Although he had gained more experience later...
Things that became memories often made people reluctant to delve deeper.
Memories would slowly shape the beliefs that remained in the heart.
There was no doubt about it: Yukima Azuma liked Eriri.
But he rarely took the initiative, and most of the time, he was the one being pushed and pulled by her.
He wanted Eriri to be a little more proactive.
And this wasn't without reason, stemming from what happened back then.
As a result, it seemed like a misunderstanding had occurred.
Take a deep breath.
Yukima Azuma smiled his usual smile.
"Ara~, so Eriri has come here today, and you've already prepared yourself, right~?"
Yukima Azuma's words made Eriri, who had just given up everything, suddenly regain the shy feeling of a girl.
She tightly grasped the hem of Yukima Azuma's shirt.
Lowering her head, after a long while, she let out a small "Mm."
Perhaps it was because of the collapse that led to the recovery, anyway, Eriri had seized this opportunity.
After receiving Eriri's affirmative response, Yukima Azuma took her soft hand.
He pulled her forcefully towards him.
Her bright golden hair naturally fell into his embrace.
Her body remained stiff, unable to handle the situation.
Yukima Azuma raised his hand and gently lifted Eriri's delicate chin.
Then he lowered his head.
The breathing grew deeper.
Eriri's body, which had been stiff due to tension, gradually softened, like it was melting.
Yukima Azuma shook his head and smiled helplessly.
This matter was now settled.
His clever fingers rested on the button of her blouse.
Once unbuttoned, nothing stood in the way.
From this, one could see how much determination Eriri must have had to gather the courage to come here.
Well, taking lessons from previous times.
If I wrote any more, I fear the appearance of the legendary "censorship beast."
But if it's stopped here, and still "killed," it would truly make one want to vomit blood.
At this point, let's look out at the night sky in the distance, the meadows under the starlight, and the melodious call of the night bird.
By the way, sharing a poem with everyone:
"Hold hands, gently pulling into the curtain, shyly smiling, the light dims slightly."
"Gold needles pierce the peach blossom's stamen, not daring to speak loudly, silently frowning."
Alright, today's sharing ends here.
(Note: No seggs for you and me.) ()
....
The next morning.
Kato Megumi approached Eriri and gently sniffed with her small nose.
Then she exclaimed:
"Eriri smells really nice, like a ripe pear."
"Eh? Really? Oh, right, I just switched to a new shampoo, it smells like pear."
Eriri's eyes flickered slightly.
This fragrance! The scent of a lie! Sawamura Spencer Eriri!
"Is that so? Sounds nice," Kato Megumi nodded thoughtfully.
At the door of the villa, Kasumigaoka Utaha waved:
"What's taking so long? We need to catch the flight today."
They all carried the luggage they'd prepared and set off for home.
This trip to Hokkaido, though there were obstacles, could still be called a perfect ending.
Before leaving, the three girls all turned back to look at the villa one last time.
Especially Eriri, who stared at one particular room, lost in thought for a moment.
However, when leaving, there was no sadness as imagined.
After all, this was just a comma.
Whether it was Toyogasaki's future school break trip or the camping trips during the semester.
There would be many more opportunities for the whole group to travel together.
So, it was completely unnecessary to cling to a moment and not let go.
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Chapter 133: Yukinoshita Yukino: Am I being seduced by a handsome man plan!?
Chapter 133: Yukinoshita Yukino: Am I being seduced by a handsome man plan!?
Tokyo.
July.
Laplace Corporation.
July at Laplace Corporation was as busy as the sweltering heat of the weather.
Laplace Bunko was putting all its efforts into promoting the second volume of the light novel series "Youth."
At the same time, they were pushing forward with the project to make a movie version of the anime.
Typically, from scheduling the shoot to the official release in theaters, a movie would take one to two years.
But Laplace Corporation wanted everything done in one month.
Unfavorable voices from the outside had started to grow louder.
The related keywords had appeared on the hot search more than once.
The head of the business department had asked Yukinoshita Yukino several times whether they needed to spend money to remove those hot searches.
But she simply replied: "No need."
Beyond the publisher Laplace, the most important part of Laplace Corporation's actual business had also stepped into the spotlight.
Currently, the company was working to resolve relationships, register various patents and trademarks.
"Haizz." Yukinoshita Yukino sighed softly.
Yukima Azuma placed a souvenir from Hokkaido on her desk and casually asked:
"What's wrong?"
Yukino hugged the gift box in front of her.
Then her entire body collapsed onto the box, looking like a young girl who was disappointed after trying her best but getting a terrible result.
"Am I really fit for this position?"
The question seemed like Yukino was asking Yukima Azuma, but also like she was questioning herself.
This kind of low mood was nothing surprising.
Laplace Corporation was struggling with patent registrations and other business matters.
Let's mention it again:
In Japan, this is a society heavily influenced by hierarchy and personal relationships.
(Note: This is true for every country, not just Japan.)
Laplace Corporation had now grown too large.
It was inevitable that they would eventually be targeted by some people.
Those wanting a share of the profit pie, of course, were not few.
It was just that now they had found an opportunity.
Laplace Corporation was involved in a vast amount of work and labor positions, so violent measures could not be used.
If that happened, it would likely cause instability in society.
However, that did not mean there were no ways to exploit.
Currently, being rejected for a registration application was the most basic form of indirect exploitation.
If you don't have enough background or proper connections, the only choice is to spend money to get it through.
Otherwise, even the simplest application could be delayed for one or two years.
After all, those procedures would only be processed at the last time limit.
Anyway, those people always had time.
These things had almost become "unspoken words" in society.
Yukinoshita Yukino was now lying flat on the desk, her face full of exhaustion, as she understood these truths.
Yukino, who was always righteous, despised such things.
But she also did not have the ability to solve the problem in a fair and just manner.
If she persisted, it would only hinder the development of Laplace Corporation.
After graduation, Yukino had been "tortured" by society for a whole year, almost unable to survive in Tokyo, but she still didn't waver from her righteous principles.
But now, with Laplace Corporation on her shoulders, the young girl began to doubt herself.
Would continuing like this yield good results?
Maybe sometimes being too rigid makes you break; perhaps flexibility is needed at the right time?
These inner struggles, of course, Yukino couldn't share with anyone.
But the boy in front of her was an exception.
He might understand.
Yukima Azuma approached the desk and poked Yukino's cheek as she slumped on the desk.
When Yukima Azuma touched her cheek, Yukino's fair, snow-white skin quickly flushed a pale pink.
But after waiting for a while, no response came.
Moreover, the boy's finger seemed to be "advancing" more and more.
So, Yukino took a breath, lifted her cheek, and pushed Yukima Azuma's finger away.
"President! I'm being serious here!"
Her tone, like a concubine advising the emperor to focus on state affairs.
"Don't worry, I've already handled those things. Yukino doesn't need to doubt yourself, you haven't done anything wrong."
Yukima Azuma's words made Yukinoshita Yukino raise her head.
She blinked her jet-black eyes, which resembled precious stones.
"What did you do?" She asked curiously, her eyes filled with exploration.
If Yukima Azuma were planning to bribe someone, he would definitely not tell her.
Instead, the two would maintain a mutual, unspoken understanding.
But the fact that he was speaking now proved that this was not a solution based on the usual unspoken rules.
This piqued Yukino's curiosity.
"Hmm... just sell a little handsome?" Yukima Azuma murmured half-jokingly.
As a result, Yukino immediately jumped up.
She pulled Yukima Azuma, who was standing by the desk, closer, carefully checking him from top to bottom.
She flipped up his collar to check for any strange marks on his neck.
She even considered unbuttoning his shirt to check his physical condition.
As the young lady of the Yukinoshita family, Yukino understood the dark depravity of the upper class.
The wealthy ladies in Tokyo had tricks that were no different from torture.
Seeing the situation escalate in a strange direction, Yukima Azuma quickly reached out to hold Yukino, who was becoming agitated.
"I'm just kidding!" Yukima Azuma gently pressed her shoulder, forcing her to sit back down. "That kind of thing can't possibly happen, right?"
Not finding anything unusual on Yukima Azuma's body, Yukino slowly regained her composure.
With his personality, there was no way he would do something like that.
She had overreacted earlier.
Yukino widened her eyes, feeling frustrated that he could say such nonsense.
"In fact, I asked the mother of a friend. She holds a lot of power but is almost never involved in investments."
"I think Laplace Corporation could collaborate with her, working together to overcome difficulties as both investor and investee."
