Chapter 330

Does Falcon like cream?

She was already cutting the cream with a knife and fork when she spoke.

Ishikawa Hayato glanced around, whispered something in her ear, Hitori's face suddenly turned bright red. Instead of continuing to cut out the cream, she looked at it and then ate it herself.

On her other side, Nijika smiled and said to Seika.

"Sister, is it delicious?"

"Hmm, not bad."

Seika, with cream still on her lips, said this after eating all the little figures on top of the cake and almost all of the remaining cake.

Finally, it's time to give birthday gifts.

At this point, Hiroi Kikuri, who had already been informed that it was Seika's birthday, still had a dazed expression, as if she had no idea.

She snapped out of her daze, patted her pockets, glanced at the few hundred-yuan bills and shopping receipts, then turned away with an embarrassed smile.

"Senior, it's a bit cold today, so I'll give you a scarf."

As she spoke, she turned around and handed the scarf she had brought to Seika.

"Wrap it up yourself!" Seika said expressionlessly, pushing it back.

The others were much more normal. Iwashita Shima gave a bracelet, Nijika gave a lumbar massager, Hitori gave a box of ship model kits, and Ryo gave Seika the half-eaten cake that Ishikawa Hayato had just given her.

The most terrifying thing was that Seika actually accepted it, which prompted Hiroi Kikuri to collect her own leftover cake crumbs and hand them to Seika with a smile.

Seika naturally wouldn't accept it.

The band SIDEROS sent perfume, incense, a humidifier, and a book called a cooking encyclopedia.

Finally Seika looked at Ishikawa Hayato.

She wasn't particularly interested in Ishikawa Hayato's gift, but she was quite curious about what he would give Ishikawa Hayato.

After noticing Seika's gaze, Ishikawa Hayato reached into his pocket and took out a scroll.

"It's a 10% discount coupon for a hot spring inn; you can relax there afterwards."

After he finished speaking, Nijika and Hitori blinked in astonishment.

Seika's expression also became a bit strange. After taking the coupon, she looked at it and asked...

"Is it the same hotel as yours?"

"No." Ishikawa Hayato waved his hand with a helpless smile. How could he possibly invite someone to be a third wheel?

"This is a hotel in a town next to ours, but the hot springs there are quite nice. I know people there who recommended it to me."

"Oh."

Seika accepted it.

However, problems soon followed.

"Are you guys going on a hot spring trip?" Hiroi Kikuri asked in surprise.

Ishikawa Hayato suddenly had a bad feeling, and he took a sip of his drink before speaking.

"Yes, everyone has worked so hard this year, so it's a good time to relax and perhaps write some songs at a hot spring inn."

Liang raised her hand. "No, I don't want to, I just want to soak in the hot spring."

Nijika looked at her with disdain. "Didn't you say you wanted to experience what it's like to be a famous composer, composing music in a luxurious hot spring hotel?"

Liang: "It's too cold in winter, I don't have the energy to write."

Ishikawa Hayato chuckled twice. He didn't really care about writing music. For him, going out to have fun was fine, and he could go out again if he needed to write music.

"That's nice. Where are you going?" Hasegawa Manami asked.

"Kyushu."

Ishikawa Hayato's cursory answer made Nijika look at him with a puzzled expression.

Hiroi Kikuri continued, "Beppu?"

Ishikawa Hayato reluctantly replied, "Yes."

It's not surprising that Hiroi Kikuri could guess right away; if you ask which hot spring resorts in Kyushu, Japan are the best, Beppu is the first one that comes to mind.

Furthermore, since Ishikawa Hayato is giving away such generous coupons, he definitely has the money to go for something better.

"I've never been there before...and drinking in a hot spring must be wonderful," Hiroi Kikuri said enviously, then turned to Iwashita Shima and suggested, "Shima, let's go too."

"Okay." Iwashita Shima said very readily, but at the same time she stretched out her hand, palm up.

Hiroi Kikuri looked at her hand with a puzzled expression.

"Going to a hot spring inn requires funding," Iwashita Shima said calmly.

"Ah." Hiroi Kikuri chuckled awkwardly and scratched the back of her head. "Um, Shima..."

"I'll only pay for fuel at most," Iwashita Shima stated her bottom line directly.

Hiroi Kikuri closed her eyes in despair.

Ishikawa Hayato looked away with relief.

At this point, Otsuki Yuyuko delivered the finishing blow.

"It's peak season for hot springs now, so the prices will be much higher than usual. You can't afford it, Hiroi-nee."

"Ugh!" Hiroi Kikuri collapsed.

Ignoring Hiroi Kikuri's commotion, Seika quietly looked at the coupons, as if deep in thought.

It was quite late when the group finally prepared to leave the izakaya.

When Nijika returned after paying the bill, Ishikawa Hayato asked her if she wanted to sleep at his place tonight.

After Nijika noticed Seika's expression and shook her head, the group walked out of the izakaya.

Outside the izakaya, they were greeted by snow falling like flower petals.

The snow fell and gradually accumulated on the ground, covering the ground, vending machines, and eaves with a layer of shredded snow.

I don't know how such beautiful white flowers fell from this dark sky.

The group looked around but weren't too surprised; snow in Tokyo isn't uncommon, and the weather forecast had even predicted a possible snowfall today.

The members of the bands SICK HACK and SIDEROS ahead marveled at the freshly fallen snow and went outside.

Behind them, Nijika looked past the group and then shifted her gaze to Ishikawa Hayato.

"A white Christmas."

"It's not even the New Year yet, so this is already a good omen."

As Ishikawa Hayato spoke leisurely, he stepped past her, opened his umbrella, and walked outside to look at Nijika.

Nijika hesitated, but Seika beside her and Liang and Hitori did not move.

Just a moment later, she revealed an incredibly bright smile.

"It's not good to agree and then suddenly go back on your word."

"Yes, indeed." Ishikawa Hayato nodded with a smile.

The plan is already very good; there's nothing to change.

Hiroi Kikuri's voice came from not far ahead.

"Are you guys planning a second round of drinks? Bring me along again!"

The sound gradually faded into the distance, and without turning around, one could tell it was Iwashita Shima leading her good teammate away.

Seika then opened her umbrella and said, "Let's go."

Nijika walked under the umbrella, and at the same time, Hitori and Ryo also walked to Ishikawa Hayato's side.

The five people split into two groups and temporarily moved in two different directions.

"Unfortunately, we still couldn't turn around."

Even though it was Ishikawa Hayato who failed, Ryo seemed quite disappointed.

As I stepped on the scattered, thin snowflakes, I could almost hear the sound of the snow being flattened underfoot.

Ishikawa Hayato glanced at the two people beside him.

"Didn't two of you come with me?"

"You really know how to say nice things." Liang's calm voice made it hard to tell if it was a sarcastic remark or a compliment.

"I will always follow Falcon."

Hitori comforted her.

Ishikawa Hayato smiled.

At home, the three of them gathered by the window to admire the snow, waiting for the bathtub to be filled with water before entering it together.

After emerging from the bath, the three of them, still burning with desire, eagerly crawled into bed, kissing and touching each other's cleansed skin.

A burning heart and a burning body tumble and merge in the snowy night.

229. New Scene

December 26th, the day after Christmas.

The air in Ishikawa Hayato's room was slightly stuffy, with a faint sliver of white light, indistinct by time, peeking through the corner of the curtains.

Ishikawa Hayato gradually opened his eyes on the bed, groped around, and finally found his phone next to the pillow with his hair disheveled.

He picked it up and checked the time: 7:10.

It's still early, I can go for a morning run. I've been neglecting exercise lately.

Thinking this, he lowered his voice and crawled out from between the two delicate bodies, emerging from under the covers.

However, Ryo, who was standing next to me, didn't open her eyes. When she noticed the movement, she reached out and grabbed at the bed. She was very lucky and managed to grab the only piece of clothing on Ishikawa Hayato's body.

She could still hear the commotion from where she was caught, and realizing her partner was leaving, she made two soft "uh-huh" sounds.

"Cool..." Ishikawa Hayato said with a hint of helplessness.

However, the cold hand pulled even harder.

He had no choice but to turn around, climb back in, and lie on the cool blankets, whispering in her ear.

"You know what will happen if you don't let me go for my morning run, right?"

She slept soundly in the cool blankets all night, the temperature stable and comfortable, her half-asleep, half-awake face dazed yet at peace.

She reached out from under the covers and wrapped her arms around Ishikawa Hayato's neck. The blanket slipped down, revealing her fair, slender arms, shoulders, and collarbone.

The vast expanse of white and the graceful curves are captivating.

She said lazily.

"Mmm... be gentle."

Ishikawa Hayato kissed her cheek and brushed her messy bangs aside. "We can only be gentle at first."

Liang half-opened her eyes, her still-drowsy gaze alluring and seductive.

"Um..."

Ishikawa Hayato crawled back into bed, and in the perfectly warm blankets, he embraced her slender, shapely body, his touch against her delicate, smooth skin.

After a few seconds of leisurely sleep, Liang suddenly gasped for breath, blinked, and opened his eyes. His eyes, now much clearer, glanced helplessly at Ishikawa Hayato. Seeing his mischievous grin, he turned to look to the side.

Beside him, Hitori suddenly closed his eyes.

Hitori lay on her side, pretending to be asleep, with a deep cleavage between her arms, her eyes tightly closed, and her pink lips slightly pursed.

However, the way she held it with her bare arm seemed excessive, as if she was deliberately emphasizing something.

Ishikawa Hayato already knew that Hitori had woken up.

After looking Hitori, he suddenly felt his waist being locked by a pair of long, beautiful legs. He then looked away and turned to Liang.