Chapter 79 Reluctant to Part, So Clingy, Risa
As dusk deepened outside the window, the setting sun cast its slanting rays onto the bed, bathing the intertwined figures in a soft glow.
When Risa opened her eyes, her vision was blurry.
The room was unfamiliar and utterly empty, yet somehow familiar. I couldn't tell if I was in the film set's dressing room, or somewhere else entirely.
Until she tilted her head slightly—
The boy's peaceful sleeping face was so close to hers. One of his hands was loosely resting on her waist, while her other arm was under her neck.
Risa's eyes widened.
shock.
Immediately following was a blush.
Within hours of confirming their relationship, they were sleeping in each other's bed and even cuddling.
Isn't this progressing a little too fast?!
Risa didn't understand.
After all, he was single from birth before reincarnation, and he's still single from birth after reincarnation.
but--
She secretly watched the boy sleeping and couldn't help but smile.
I don't need to follow any dating rules or procedures.
Carefully, she propped herself up with one hand.
The setting sun slanted in, illuminating the boy's sleeping face like that of an angel. His soft hair was spread out on the pillow, his skin was translucent white, and his eyelashes were thick and long, each one distinct, trembling gently with his breath.
Pure and beautiful.
Risa couldn't help but hold her breath.
Did I save the galaxy in my past life? How could I have gotten such a beautiful person to fall for me?
She had no illustrious family background, no complete family, and even her appearance and figure paled in comparison to his.
Could it be...?
She suddenly had a flash of inspiration: was he actually into older men?
But then he remembered that when he first confessed his feelings, he probably didn't know that he was a reincarnated person.
So why is that...?
Risa was engrossed in her romantic deduction and didn't notice the slight upturn of the corners of the "sleeping" angel's mouth beside her.
(Could this be a special "love luck" buff for reincarnated people from another world?)
Her eyes lit up. She clenched her little fists excitedly.
As a reincarnated person, is she finally going to live a good life?
"Have you deduced the correct answer?" A hoarse voice, characteristic of someone just waking up, suddenly rang out.
"Whoa!" Risa was so startled that she leaned back. "W-when did you wake up?"
"Hmm~" Yukimura lazily rested his chin on his hand, "From when someone was staring at me counting my eyelashes?"
When he smiled, there was a mischievous and seductive glint in the corners of his eyes. "I was actually hoping someone would steal a kiss..."
The afterglow cast a soft-focus filter on him, leaving Risa momentarily stunned.
Those violet-blue eyes were crystal clear, beautiful as glass, and filled with a gentle vortex that seemed to draw people in.
“Ashi’s eyes…” She couldn’t help but reach out and touch the corner of his eye. “So beautiful.”
Yukimura's breath hitched slightly. He gently grasped her wrist and pressed her palm against his cheek.
"Narisa should look closely, especially into those eyes..."
"There will always only be you."
The unexpected sweet words struck Risa's heart.
A jolt ran through her body, and even her fingertips felt tingly. Her eyelashes fluttered and trembled, her gaze unsure of where to settle, finally landing on his thin lips so close to hers.
Her lips were a pale cherry color, with a beautiful, slightly upturned lip line.
(Such an alluring curve...)
(I really want to...)
Thump...
Faint chimes could be heard in the distance.
This startled me from my beautiful dream.
"I...I should go back!"
Risa hurriedly sat up, her long, black hair cascading down like a waterfall, covering her burning cheeks.
Suddenly my waist tightened.
"Wait five more minutes..."
Yukimura wrapped his arms around her from behind, resting his chin on the crook of her neck. His clear, gentle voice, accompanied by warm breath, was like a cat playfully patting its paws.
“But…” Risa nervously twisted her fingers, “What if your family suddenly comes back…”
"Don't worry." He casually twirled the end of her hair with his fingertips. "I told them I was hosting my tennis teammates today, and specifically told them not to come back before eight o'clock."
"Huh?" Risa's almond-shaped eyes widened suddenly, like a startled cat. "How could you do this? When did you say that?"
"When a kitten is asleep."
"You...you're so mean."
Despite saying that, a smile uncontrollably spread from her eyes, curving her almond-shaped eyes into two crescent moons.
Who would have thought that the "son of God" who dominates the basketball court is actually such a cunning and affectionate boy in private?
She is gentle yet assertive, domineering yet clingy.
This little-known side of her is probably something only she has had the privilege of witnessing.
-
Yukimura escorted Risa all the way to the Kirihara family's door.
In the twilight, the shadow of the iron fence stretched long and long on the ground.
"See you tomorrow."
As he handed over the photo album and tote bag, their fingertips briefly touched.
Risa looked up at those violet-blue eyes that had captivated her countless times. She was the one who had said she would come back, and now she was the one who couldn't bear to part with them.
"Go in quickly." Yukimura ruffled her hair. "I'll watch you go in and then leave."
"Um......"
Risa slowly pushed open the gate, but stopped after only a few steps. She turned around and ran back to Yukimura, looking at him like a cat seeing its owner.
"What's wrong?" Yukimura tilted his head.
"Don't go yet. Wait for me! Just a little while!" Risa emphasized, raising her index finger, and then rushed into the villa.
Less than three minutes later, she came running back, panting, and handed him a small, diamond-blue box tied with a bow.
"I saw it at the market next to the film studio..." she said, twisting her fingers. "I bought it on a whim, it's nothing expensive."
Inside the box was a green headband, almost identical to his usual style, even in size.
His fingertips paused slightly, and a ripple appeared in his eyes.
In other words, she was thinking about him during the month they were apart.
This realization was like a sprinkle of popping candy on his heart, making him even sweeter and happier than receiving the gift itself.
Yukimura looked up at her, a smile unconsciously spreading across his lips, his voice low and soft: "How did Risa know my hairband size?"
Risa looked away and muttered softly, "It was just a coincidence, I didn't do it on purpose..."
Before she could finish speaking, she was pulled into a warm embrace.
Yukimura rested his chin on the top of her head, his voice brimming with undisguised amusement: "Yeah, I know." His arms tightened silently. "It was bought 'casually'."
He deliberately emphasized the word "casually," playing this unspoken game with her.
As the setting sun casts its rays, two intertwined silhouettes appear on the ivy-covered fence.
"The neighbors will see us..."
She rubbed her cheek against his chest, but her arms around his waist didn't loosen; instead, they tightened around him.
"You're so clingy, Risa," Yukimura teased her.
In the end, he was the one who let go first.
If he continued to hug her, he was afraid he wouldn't be able to resist taking her to a secluded corner and doing something even more inappropriate.
He tucked a stray strand of her hair behind her ear and lingered, pinching her burning earlobe. "Go inside."
Risa stood still, her wet eyes looking at him, hesitant to speak.
"What is it now?" Yukimura tilted his head slightly.
“You…lower your head a little,” she said.
Yukimura obediently leaned down, but froze the next second—a kiss as light as a feather landed on his cheek, carrying the sweet scent of gardenias from the girl's hair.
When he came to his senses, he only saw the girl's hurried retreating figure, which eventually disappeared behind the villa door.
“It’s just like the festival again…” Yukimura murmured softly.
Her hand unconsciously touched the cheek that had been kissed, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.
But he knew that this time was different from the last.
-
September 1
The start of the second semester.
After the school bell rang, Risa packed her schoolbag.
Yuzuki leaned closer, waving her notebook: "Shall we go to the club office to discuss booth ideas for the Umihara Festival? I've come up with a few ideas—"
Before he finished speaking, the light at the classroom door suddenly went out.
Yagyu Hiroshi stood backlit, a cold glint in his glasses. He had one hand in his pocket and the other lightly pushed up his glasses: "Matsuno, come with me to the student council."
Risa felt a chill run down her back.
—Why is it that line again?!
The last time Yagyu used such a businesslike tone to "invite" her to the student council was after the campus image ambassador competition, when the battle between talent agencies was making waves throughout the school.
Her sixth sense told her that this time it was definitely not going to be good either.
Student Union Office
The moment the door was pushed open, Risa's pupils dilated in shock.
Unlike the empty meeting room last time, this one was filled with people sitting around the long table.
Renji Yanagi was recording data with his head down, while the rest of the students were all department heads from the student council. Even Sanada, the disciplinary committee member, was sitting in the corner with his arms crossed.
"Everyone's here." Yagyu pulled out the head chair. "Let's get straight to the point—the special project for this year's Kaihara Festival."
With a click, Liu Lian'er pressed the remote control, and the title lit up on the projection screen:
【Haiyuan Festival: Immersive Murder Mystery Game】
Risa clenched her fist, her fingertips digging into her palm.
As expected... nothing good ever comes of it!
-
The planning meeting for the Haihara Festival lasted for nearly an hour.
Risa returned to the doujinshi club office, stared at the Umihara Festival project proposal in her hand, and sighed for the nth time.
Rikkai University's Umihara Festival is held over three days.
Day 1 (Opening Ceremony & Preparation Phase)
• Class/Club Showcase: Tea Ceremony Club Experience, Kendo Club Martial Arts Demonstration, Manga Research Club Doujinshi Sales. Haunted House, Themed Cafe (Maid/Butler, Retro Style), Snack Stalls (Takoyaki, Yakisoba, Candied Apples).
• Light-weight activities: small concerts (wind instrumental section, light music section), play/film screenings (performances by dance club and drama club).
Day 2 (Core Activity Day)
1. Themed exhibitions and booths
• Class/Club Projects: Haunted House, Themed Cafe (Maid/Butler, Retro Style), Snack Stall (Takoyaki, Yakisoba, Candied Apples).
2. Special Events (Bold/Grand Finale/School Promotion)
The winner of the year's campus image ambassador competition served as the "creative consultant," responsible for planning and execution. Examples include beauty pageants, fashion shows, and puzzle solving.
Day 3 (Closing Ceremony & Climax)
1. Group activities
• Choir competition: Class/grade competition, singing popular songs or school songs.
• Band/Idol Performances: Students imitate famous groups or original performances.
2. Awards Ceremony and Summary
Awards will be given for best booth, best performance, and other categories.
Teachers and students cleaned the site together and took a group photo.
3. Nighttime activities
Bonfire Party
Logically, the Umihara Festival Executive Committee is composed of student council, class representatives, and club representatives, and should have no connection with Risa.
But by chance, she participated in the campus image ambassador competition last semester and won first place.
Two hundred thousand yen...
It's true that capitalists' money is stained with blood and tears!
This isn't some kind of reward for winning a campus image ambassador title; it's clearly a buyout of her for 200,000 yen.
Performance fees for four appearances
Part-time fee for the Haiyuan Festival special event planner
And now this damn "creative consultant" title!
A school-wide immersive murder mystery game event?!
She was just saying it casually; no normal person would take it seriously, right?
Risa lay on the table, wailing, and closed her eyes in despair.
She finally understood what it meant to "make trouble out of your own mouth."
Just as she was trying to escape reality, her phone suddenly vibrated.
"bite--"
Upon opening the email, Yagyu Hiroshi pulled her back to reality:
[Subject: Submission of the "Haiyuan Festival: Immersive Murder Mystery Game" Project Proposal]
The content is calm and brutal:
"The Executive Committee will meet this Friday. Please submit your complete proposal by the end of school on Thursday to coordinate with your classes and clubs. For detailed requirements, please refer to the attached 'Rikkai Umihara Festival Special Event Implementation Standards (Revised Edition)'."
Risa's fingers trembled as she clicked on the attachment, and then everything went black.
A full 28 pages of standard documentation!
Finally, an audio file was thoughtfully included; click to listen:
"If I were the school's spokesperson, I would turn the Haiyuan Festival into a large-scale immersive murder mystery game!"
A familiar female voice, full of lofty ambitions.
These are her exact words from her performance in the preliminary round.
Risa nearly crushed her phone, gritting her teeth in frustration.
Yagyu Hiroshi! You are such a vicious man.
That's like killing someone by breaking their spirit!
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