Chapter 87 Hot Chocolate
"Hey? Why are you back, Toshio? Aren't you going on a business trip to Sendai?" Tomoko Kosaka heard the noise at the door and came out of the bedroom wearing a shawl. She was a little surprised to see Toshio Hasegawa standing at the entrance.
Hasegawa scratched the back of his head numbly, trying to pick out some parts of what he had seen and heard tonight that he could share with his girlfriend. He quickly recalled it and found it even more difficult.
The boss's wife got drunk at a work party and was sent home by a colleague. This colleague was none other than the boss's "rival" San, who had just had a fight... The standoff between the three of them at the entrance made Hasegawa particularly awkward. He didn't know who to look at. The boss's expression was not good, and the "rival" San's expression was as sour as ever. In the midst of the awkwardness, he instinctively turned his gaze to Miss Suginohara, which only made him even more flustered.
Ms. Suginohara, her cheeks flushed with intoxication, embraced Yuzuru Hanyu and leaned against his shoulder, acting coquettishly. Her movements caused her outer cape to fall off, dangling from her shoulders and arms, revealing that she was wearing a fitted, halter-strap dress underneath.
This scene is really indecent and should not be viewed.
Thinking back, Hasegawa helplessly held his forehead, feeling only the pang of admiration for the beauty of a hero. Even Yuzuru Hanyu, whose heart was solely focused on figure skating, would have resorted to extreme maneuvering and altered his schedule at a time like this.
"Hengxiong?"
"Ah... uh... the boss has something urgent to do, so we won't drive there ourselves. Let's take the earliest Shinkansen tomorrow morning." He bent down to take off his shoes and put them away, then went into the house.
"Ah? What could happen so late at night? The schedule changes at any time. The boss is really willful." Tomoko Kosaka followed Hasegawa and complained about the boss on his behalf.
What could it be? There are so many things...
Hasegawa thought so in his mind, but it was not appropriate to discuss anything too much with his girlfriend. He just agreed with her for a few words and went to wash up.
The situation on Yuzuru Hanyu's side is very similar to Hasegawa's guess.
Before Hasegawa closed the door and left, Le stood beside him, waving at the approaching gate. If it weren't for the obvious weight she was leaning on him, she wouldn't have looked drunk and unsteady. Only after the door closed did she completely relax, turning around and hugging Hanyu Yuzuru's waist, completely hanging on him.
"How much have you drunk?" Yuzuru Hanyu carried her to the sofa nimbly and asked with a serious look.
"Well, not much..." She raised her hands and counted, "Ten? Fifteen? I can't remember..." She thought and leaned back on the sofa. Her bun was a bit in the way, and she impatiently wanted to take off the hairpin.
Why--
Yuzuru Hanyu sighed, put his hand on the back of her neck, and leaned over to help her remove the hairpin.
"Yuzuru~" Le's voice was soft.
"Hmm?" Yuzuru Hanyu was still struggling with the hairpin hidden in his hair, being very careful not to hurt her, and he didn't notice how close the two of them were in their current position.
“The strawberries in the champagne are so sweet~”
The warmth of Le's voice lingered on the skin of his neck, and Hanyu Yuzuru was now aware of the distance. Fortunately, he had finally untied her bun, letting her loose hair curl slightly, cascading over her shoulders. Her skin, against the backdrop of her royal blue halter dress, was whiter than snow. He gathered his composure before raising his hand to scratch Le's nose.
"So you ate a lot in one go?"
"Well, no, I drank a lot of champagne because I was happy~" She looked at him sweetly, "A lot of people congratulated me on my successful performance today~"
Something is wrong...
Yuzuru Hanyu frowned.
Today's performance was indeed a success, but as a gala performance lasting less than 5 minutes, there was so much champagne that she got drunk...
"Le, at the banquet..."
Before he could finish his question, she pressed her finger to her lips, interrupting him.
"Yuzuru, I'm very happy, hug me~" She smiled with her eyes curved, "It's rare that you changed your business trip schedule, so don't waste it, hug me well~"
"good."
The temperature in the bathroom gradually grew. Yuzuru Hanyu squatted beside the tub, preparing the water. The water gurgled into the tub, echoing in the room. He reached out to test the temperature, finding it just right against his fingertips. Satisfied, he put on the thermal blanket, wiping his hands dry on his pants as he hurried out of the bathroom.
A single floor lamp lit the living room, casting a partial, warm glow onto the sofa. The room was bathed in a fuzzy, warm filter, enveloping Le on the couch like a tranquil painting. The royal blue dress on the carpet was the brightest contrast, bringing the scene to life. Le, draped obediently in a thin blanket, lazily leaned against the sofa, quiet and still. It was unclear if she was asleep.
As Hanyu Yuzuru approached, he realized she was looking at her feet draped over the sofa. These feet, unlike the tranquil scene, alternately curled and straightened, twisting their ankles. Le tilted his head, observing them, and for a moment, he was reminded of the mermaid who had just gained two feet through magic.
【I came back before 12 o'clock, was I on time? 】
The words Le Gang said when she threw herself into his arms when she got home suddenly rang in his ears, and an inexplicable sourness suddenly rose in his heart.
"What are you thinking about?" Yuzuru Hanyu went over and lifted her shoulders, then sat on the sofa and let her lean into his arms, stroking her hair.
"Am I waiting for you obediently~" She looked up at Yuzuru Hanyu. The scar on his chin was so faint that it was almost invisible. She stretched out her fingertips and touched it gently, only then did she feel its presence. "This scar is almost healed..."
"It's all right now." He smiled softly, lowering his head to comb her hair with his fingertips, not irritated by her lack of response. Drunk people were like that, their words were incoherent, and he, a sober person, had to respond along with her lead.
Although she might not be that drunk anymore. Let's just say that.
"I've recovered a long time ago! Look!" She kicked her right foot high up, hugged her calf with her hands, and pointed at her little toe. "The toe I broke that year has also healed a long time ago. I spent a lot of effort on taking care of my foot back then!" As she spoke, she moved her toes to prove that what she said was true.
"Yeah, that's why you danced so well on stage today~" Le in his arms was so well-behaved and playful that Yuzuru Hanyu couldn't help but coax her into a child-like tone, but every word he spoke was sincere. Her performance today was truly outstanding, making him feel incredibly proud as he sat in the audience.
"It was yesterday!" She sat up, turned around and faced him, and corrected him seriously, "Today I have to sit back downstairs again. The stool in front of the mirror, that seat is mine..." As she spoke, her eyes became more dejected, but suddenly she perked up and looked at Yuzuru Hanyu with a smile on her face, "Don't be so cautious about that seat. I walked from the edge of the stage, step by step. It's not easy!"
"I just feel so sorry for my feet..." She placed her feet on Yuzuru Hanyu's legs. "When I was little, my teachers always praised my beautiful feet, my nice insteps, and my strong ankles, saying I was born for ballet. But now, no one pays attention to them anymore... Everyone only cares about the quality of my choreography, the mood of the music, and the visuals..."
She kept talking on and on, talking about the regret and sadness that she had hidden deep in her heart and had never revealed. Relying on her reputation of being "drunk", she would laugh and shake her head as she talked, but there were no tears.
"Yuzuru, why are you crying..." She finally noticed the big tears rolling down his cheeks, leaned over and caught them with her fingers, "Does it remind you of your injury? It's okay, it's all over~" She comforted him in return and patted his head.
"Yuzuru is amazing. He was able to return to the ice rink even after being injured. He never gave up figure skating no matter what he encountered. He is really amazing. So don't cry."
As soon as she finished speaking, she was hugged tightly by Yuzuru Hanyu.
"Yuzuru?"
"Le is amazing too." His voice was thick with tears. "He has been working hard for the stage he loves. Even if his body was injured and his heart was broken, he has always worked hard for the stage and never let up for a single day. I see it... No matter where you are on the stage, in the center, on the side, or in the audience, I can see it, I see it all... Our Le is super amazing, much more amazing than me."
"I'm very good, then why are you crying..." Le was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, "I didn't even cry."
"Because happiness doesn't make you cry, that's why I cry."
His words made Le stunned for two seconds, and her nose felt sore. She took a breath and patted the back of his head. "Hey, Yuzuru, do you really think I was great on stage today?"
"Yes! Really!" He answered with great force, fearing that she would not believe him.
"Then I want hot chocolate..."
Her sudden change of words made Yuzuru Hanyu choke on his sobs. He let go of her in confusion, held her shoulders and looked at her. After a moment of hesitation, he suddenly remembered the source of the hot chocolate.
[My mom didn't come with me this time, but since I won the gold medal, I'll reward myself with a cup of hot chocolate~]
It was recorded in her yearbook, the first time she won the gold medal in a solo competition. In the photo, she was clinking her mug with a look of satisfaction, just like she was holding the mug now.
"What are you looking at me for? Do you want some too?" The hot chocolate had dispelled much of her drunkenness. She held the cup to Hanyu Yuzuru's lips.
But he pushed the cup away and put it on the table.
"This is your reward for a successful performance. I can't take it away. But I'll give it a try." He reached out and gently hooked her chin, kissing her lips. The aroma of chocolate still lingered on her lips, and he savored it slowly. After a while, he let her go and gently rubbed the corner of her lips with his fingertips. "Thank you, Miss Suginohara, for sharing. It's very sweet."
"Oh..." She felt a little embarrassed by his sincere look and looked away.
“Next time, let me share more.”
"Hmm?" She was a bit confused for a moment, and looked into his eyes again, blinking innocently, as if trying to understand what he meant. Now, it was Yuzuru Hanyu's turn to feel embarrassed.
"You're drunk." Without discussing with her any further, Yuzuru Hanyu picked her up and carried her to the bathroom.
"I'm not drunk anymore, what are you talking about?" Who is talking incoherently today?
"You'll understand what I said tomorrow when you wake up." He kissed her forehead gently. "You've worked hard today. Go take a shower first, dear."
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