Yuzuru readily complied and readily took off the shirt that Ran had wet, revealing his smooth-lined upper body, which seemed to be coated with an ambiguous color under the soft light.

Xiaolan and Qingzi were instantly captivated, staring blankly, speechless, their cheeks flushed red, only their soft, tense breathing remaining.

"Keep going, keep going!" Yuzuru smiled as he shuffled the cards again, his movements fluid and his mood soaring.

The ensuing card game completely turned into a special event: "Hanyu's welfare giveaway and the gradual reduction of girls' clothing."

Yuzuru Hanyu's "luck" was on and off; he lost a few games at just the right time, and his jacket, shoes, socks... were gradually being depleted.

Xiaolan and Qingzi were not spared from the "poison" of the new rules either. Their coats, cute hair ties, and socks gradually came off, and their fair skin and slender ankles were faintly visible under the light. The air was filled with a faint sweet scent of fruit juice, the fragrance of young girls, and an increasingly strong, heart-pounding ambiguous atmosphere.

Shimabukuro Kimie sat quietly to the side, her cheeks slightly flushed, but her eyes remained clear.

She quietly straightened the wine glasses that the girls had kicked over, and gently covered their smooth legs with the thin blankets that had slipped off, dutifully playing the role of a gentle guardian, even though those she was protecting seemed to be quite happy to be "bullied"...

It's late at night.

After making a scene and laughing until we were exhausted, the effects of the alcohol and the feeling of drowsiness surged up together.

After this thorough and unrestrained outburst of silliness and venting, the frustration, grievances, and bitterness that had been building up in Qingzi's heart seemed to have truly evaporated with the sweat, laughter, and those few "tears."

The white figure that always angered and disappointed her gradually blurred and faded in her mind, becoming more and more unreal. In its place was the handsome face in front of her with a lazy smile, and the bizarre, absurd, yet incredibly enjoyable memories of tonight.

She and Xiaolan, one on each side, were like two koalas who had found their most comfortable habitat. They hugged their "shared" warm and strong boyfriend tightly, resting their heads on his reassuring shoulders, breathing evenly and sweetly, and fell into a deep sleep.

They all had a satisfied, sweet smile on their lips.

Yu Shengnan looked down at the two peaceful sleeping faces in his arms. Xiao Lan was as unguarded as a child, while Qingzi seemed to have unloaded all her burdens. He smiled helplessly, carefully adjusted his position to make them more comfortable, and pulled the thin blanket over their exposed shoulders.

Then he looked up, reached out his hand to Shimabukuro Kimie who had been quietly waiting, his eyes gentle.

The shrine maiden was slightly taken aback, then a gentle and joyful smile bloomed on her face. She leaned against him, resting on his other side, feeling the reassuring aura emanating from him.

Moonlight streamed through the window, gently bathing the four people sleeping in each other's arms on the tatami mat, creating a tranquil, warm, and subtly enchanting scene.

Outside the window, the singing of Kogoro Mouri and Juro Tetsuken had long been replaced by deafening, rhythmic snoring.

Tonight, some are lying in the hospital, some are falling from the rooftop, some are attempting seppuku (unsuccessfully), and some... are surrounded by beautiful women, sleeping soundly through the night.

The lives of winners in life are often simple, unpretentious, and even boring.