Suddenly she remembered something and said to Guangyou, "Then I'll have to wait another ten years or so to see my nephew?"
Guangyou almost spat out the milk tea he was drinking. He looked at Mingmei in astonishment, blinked, and said, "Mingmei-neechan, you've thought so far ahead."
"Otherwise what?" Akemi stared at Kōyū with a scrutinizing gaze, deliberately keeping a straight face, and asked, "What you just said wasn't just something you made up, was it?"
"No, it's just that whether we talk about this now depends on Ai's opinion."
Guangyou coughed a few times to cover up his embarrassment, but the wildly upturned curve of his lips betrayed his true feelings.
Mingmei shook her head and sighed, "Tsk, men, they never mean what they say."
To this, Guangyou could only manage a few awkward laughs.
Mingmei asked with concern, her face serious, "How is he?"
"Him? Who is he?"
Kōyū pretended not to know what Akemi was talking about, picked up his milk tea and took a leisurely sip.
"Really? Then I'll go talk to Shiho."
"Then forget it." Guangyou put down his cup and said, "Actually, it's nothing special. If nothing unexpected happens, he can come to see you after a while."
He thought about some of the major events that happened afterward, then nodded, confirming his statement.
Really?
When that person was mentioned, Akemi's emotions became somewhat turbulent.
Kōyū nodded again. Mentioning that person stirred something within him. He turned to look at Akemi's room, then back at Akemi, a strange feeling creeping into his heart.
Thinking of this, he let out a long sigh: "It's all that old thief's fault."
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Still feeling down, sigh...
I went to school, then went home to continue writing...
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