"If you can't write a love letter that's all love words, you can try writing a love poem; it feels pretty good too."

"Kuangyou will probably like it."

"I'll consider it."

After responding, Ai drank the little milk left in her glass in one gulp, got up somewhat hastily, took three empty glasses, and walked towards the kitchen.

Watching Ai's hurried figure disappear into the distance, and recalling what had just happened, Akemi couldn't help but chuckle softly again:

"Give yourself away as a gift."

"I never expected that Shiho would think of these things."

...

After taking a nice, relaxing shower, Guangyou changed into the clothes that Mingmei had prepared for him, tidied himself up a bit, and then walked out of the bathroom.

As soon as I stepped outside, I saw Ai carrying a glass of milk coming out of the kitchen.

Upon seeing Kōyū, Ai's face suddenly flushed red. She turned her head away, avoiding Kōyū's gaze, and quickly walked to the sofa without even glancing at him.

Standing in front of the bathroom, Guangyou was a little confused:

"What's wrong with this girl?"

"Why are you blushing again?"

"Am I not dressed properly?"

He glanced down at his pants, somewhat puzzled:

"You're dressed."

"I tidied up again before I left."

"What happened in the time it took me to take a bath?"

Filled with questions, Guangyou took another step and sat down on the sofa.

He frowned, his gaze shifting between Ai and Akemi.

But they found nothing.

He was puzzled, but did not ask any questions.

Since Ai reacted that way, it means she has something on her mind.

She didn't want him to know about this.

He figured he wouldn't get a reply if he asked, so he simply stopped asking.

Stopping thinking about why Ai blushed for no reason, Kōyū took a sip of warm milk, feeling warm and cozy from the inside out.

I put the cup on the table and leaned back on the sofa.

He exhaled a breath of warm, milky air with great satisfaction:

"A hot bath followed by a glass of warm milk feels so good!"

He had barely finished his sigh when Ai, without even taking a sip of her milk, got up from the sofa and walked towards Akemi's room, leaving behind only the words:

"You two talk."

Then, Kōyū saw her carrying a set of clothes as she walked from Akemi's room into the bathroom.

Once Ai's figure disappeared from sight, Kōyū turned to Akemi, frowned, and finally asked the question that had been bothering him:

"Sis, what happened to Ai?"

...