Teitan rooftop during lunch break.
A gentle breeze blows, neither too fast nor too slow, bringing a touch of coolness.
Sonoko and Ran sat affectionately on either side of Hanyu Nanasu, with their respective bento boxes laid out in front of them, as well as a deluxe bento box left by Ooka Momiji.
Although Sonoko kept muttering "I don't want the enemy's food," her chopsticks never stopped moving, constantly darting through the bento box.
"This tamagoyaki is amazing..." Sonoko mumbled between bites, "Kyoto people really know how to make sweets."
Xiaolan nodded in agreement, picked up a piece of salmon sushi, and savored it carefully. "It's not just the taste, it looks great too."
Yuzuru looked at the two of them with amusement and teased, "Are you praising the enemy?"
"No way!" Sonoko retorted immediately, her cheeks puffed out. "This is just an objective evaluation of the food!"
Although the two girls had some reservations about the aristocratic young lady, Ooka Momiji's, assertive style, they were surprisingly rational when it came to matters of the heart.
They might get angry at Momiji's arrogance, but they wouldn't interfere with Yuzuru's romantic choices.
Like a luxurious bento box left behind by autumn leaves.
The two girls said they didn't want it, but they didn't ask Yuzuru to throw it away.
They reprimanded Hongye because they wanted to protect their own emotional territory; as for Hongye liking Nan, they felt it was a manifestation of Nan's charm and a matter for Nan, so they chose to respect it and not interfere easily.
After all, it's only natural that their boyfriends, who are so outstanding, would be pursued by so many girls.
The phone notification sounds kept ringing.
The two girls ate their bento boxes while huddled together, heads close, exchanging information with Kazuha, who was far away in Osaka, on their phones.
The three even created a small group called "Anti-Maple Leaf Alliance," where they enthusiastically discussed strategies for dealing with Ooka Maple Leaf.
Yuzuru leaned closer curiously: "Let me see the battle plan too?"
"Hey!" The two said in unison, their movements perfectly synchronized as they hid their phones behind their backs, like two squirrels guarding their food.
Xiaolan raised her index finger and shook it gently, but couldn't help but smile. She said mysteriously, "This is confidential information among girls."
“Exactly, exactly,” Sonoko quickly chimed in, then suddenly, as if struck by a mischievous idea, added with a wicked grin, “Unless Nan is willing to join us in women’s clothing~”
Yuzuru imagined the scene and couldn't help but shudder: "Then forget it."
He has his pride, though... he might consider it if they really insist?
No, absolutely not!
There are only two kinds of cross-dressing: zero times and countless times.
If he dares to agree to this today, given the personalities of the girls in his family, they will definitely treat him like a rag doll in the future, dressing him up in all sorts of different ways.
A gentle breeze swept across the rooftop, ruffling the hair of the three people.
Yuzuru's ears twitched slightly. He casually leaned back, propping himself up on his arms, and as he glanced at the rooftop water tank, a hint of amusement flashed in his eyes.
"Sonoko, don't forget our promise from last night~"
"Ah!" Sonoko, who was typing halfway through, suddenly froze. After realizing what she was doing, she immediately wilted and pitifully raised her head. "Um... can I apply for probation?"
"Of course." Yuzuru nodded readily.
He turned to Xiaolan and said, "Yuanzi wants to break the contract."
Ran, who was texting Kazuha, narrowed her eyes, radiating a dangerous aura. "Hmm? Sonoko, what did you say?"
"I said I would atone for my sins!"
Sonoko shuddered and immediately raised her hands in surrender.
Without mentioning anything about regretting it, she reached into Yuzuru Nan's lunchbox and took out a soufflé "Ziru" made by the Gourmet Cell Baking Oven. She took a big bite with a look of grim determination, as if she were making a heroic sacrifice.
Xiaolan watched her best friend wolf down her food with satisfaction and added, "We agreed on a week, and that means a week. This is your own way of atoneing."
"I know I was wrong..." Sonoko mumbled, her Adam's apple bobbing. As she swallowed the last bite, her body visibly trembled, and her hands involuntarily clutched her chest. "It's...it's coming..."
Yuzuru thoughtfully helped her unbutton her school uniform jacket.
This was the "deal" the two had agreed upon yesterday.
He can help calm Xiaolan down, but the price is that the breakfast milk for this week will have to be collected from a different place and in a different way. The location will change from home to school, and the method...
"Gently, gently..."
Sonoko muttered softly, her eyelashes trembling slightly with nervousness.
With a smile on his lips, Yuzuru bent down, his movements gentle yet irresistible, savoring the "special drink" as if it were the most precious delicacy in the world.
Looking at her best friend leaning on her shoulder, her beautiful eyes slightly closed, biting her lip, trying her best not to make any strange noises like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, Xiaolan blinked and instantly understood what the secret the two of them had talked about last night was.
What the heck... Sonoko is so cunning!
Her face flushed red instantly, and she quickly turned her gaze away, trying her best to avoid looking at the erotic scene before her.
The occasional sucking sounds and kitten-like whimpers still stirred the little angel's heart, making her starry eyes become hazy and her blush deepen.
...
...
After quite some time, the punishment finally ended.
"Kusun... that's enough..." Sonoko gently nudged Hanyu Kusunoki's shoulder, her voice trembling with tears, "There really isn't any more..."
Yuzuru raised his head with lingering enjoyment, wiping the milk stains from the corner of his mouth: "It tastes even sweeter today, did Sonoko secretly eat something?"
"No, no!"
Sonoko hurriedly fastened her buttons, too embarrassed to look up.
Xiaolan, her face flushed, handed over a handkerchief: "Wipe your face."
The three continued to eat lunch together intimately on the rooftop.
Before the lunch break bell rang, the two girls went downstairs to the restroom hand in hand, while Yuzuru stayed behind to clean the lunch mat.
As Ran and Sonoko's footsteps faded into the distance, the rooftop returned to silence, and Yuzuru continued to slowly tidy up the placemats.
However, in this seemingly peaceful atmosphere, he suddenly spoke to the empty rooftop: "Have you seen enough, Hongye?"
The sound wasn't loud, but it echoed clearly across the rooftop.
After a few seconds of silence.
A gentle breeze swept by, and Ooka Momiji emerged from behind the water tank. Her brown curly hair swayed gently in the wind. There was no embarrassment at being caught peeking; instead, she wore an elegant smile.
"As expected of my husband, you noticed me a long time ago, didn't you?" Ooka Momiji walked over gracefully, her school uniform skirt swaying gently with her steps. "I just wanted to know more about my husband... I didn't expect to see such an interesting scene."
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