Chapter 130

"Ah!!! Why did you start eating first, Kazusa!"

After washing up and getting ready, Touma Yoko returned to the living room and was shocked to see her daughter had already opened a dessert and started eating it before she could.

She strode over to Touma Kazusa, and scolded her harshly, "You haven't washed up yet, have you? And this was brought to me by the White-Haired Boy. Didn't you know to ask your mother before eating it? You really are a...!"

"Stop lying. What do you mean, 'brought for you'? This is clearly for me, okay? He doesn't even know if you're here today."

She didn't stop moving, but she still frowned, staring directly into the other person's eyes, confronting her mother head-on.

Even so, it's mine since it was my turn to take it, so it's mine!

There's a limit to being unreasonable and argumentative!

"I don't care! I want it!"

"Here are a few for you, go, go eat over there!" Touma Kazusa waved her long, jade-like hand dismissively.

"Ahhh~ I received delicious snacks! Lucky!" Touma Yoko wasn't angry at all; instead, she was thrilled to have received the treats and happily walked to the side, away from the area where the two of them were.

She opened the lid, picked up a spoon, and started eating, her expression and Touma Kazusa's.

"Oh, I see!!"

This short skit, which unfolded so naturally, started abruptly, and ended so quickly, left Sakurakoji Talent completely bewildered. You two, mother and daughter, are truly fascinating.

Perhaps realizing she had overreacted in front of others, Touma Yoko smiled and said to him, "White-Haired Boy, are you stunned?"

"Guomai, my daughter is so disobedient and rude, she always gives me a headache."

"Don't talk like you've put so much effort into education," Touma Kazusa retorted calmly, savoring the aroma of cream with her eyes closed.

"Oh, no, not at all." He put down his teacup. "Although your relationship is a bit unusual compared to ordinary families, it's pretty much the same in my family."

"A while ago, before I returned to Japan, my father and I had a disagreement for some reason, and we often communicated intimately with each other through body language."

Recalling the situation at the time, he smiled wickedly, "Although, he was the one passively accepting it all."

"I-Is that so..." Touma Yoko, who had been joking with herself, froze, her eyes slightly widening, speechless.

"Although my family isn't exactly normal either, it seems like things are going pretty extreme on your end, White-Haired Boy..."

"Eh, that's too extreme! Extremely extreme!" Recalling the past, Sakurakoji Talent exhaled heavily, without denying it.

"Well, well! Let's not talk about that, let's change the subject!"

Sensing the awkward atmosphere, the socially adept woman quickly changed the subject.

"Speaking of which! What brings you here today, White-Haired Boy?"

"You mentioned in German earlier that you came on someone's behalf, right?"

Hearing something she'd never heard before, Touma Kazusa's attention shifted from the sweets, and she looked at the man beside her. "Hmm? You speak German?"

"Didn't I say that?" he asked, looking surprised.

"Hmph, not bad at all." She turned back.

"Thank you for the compliment." He accepted it without any modesty, and then answered Touma Yoko's question, "Well, a friend of Touma's at school noticed that she hadn't been to class for two days in a row, so she asked me to come and check on her."

"I see, thank you so much." Touma Yoko rested her chin on her hand, looking at her daughter helplessly. "I don't know when this child started to become a delinquent, she even skips school, it's really worrying you all."

"Hmph." Touma Kazusa seemed to want to say something, but swallowed it back. With Sakurakoji Talent present, she didn't want to argue with her about teaching methods.

However, her meaning was accurately conveyed to the ears of the two people on the field.

"Yesterday was the same; they didn't even go to school on the second day of the new semester. It's really unbelievable."

"That's because you came back suddenly this morning without even saying goodbye!"

"Oh, is that so? But I remember that when I got home, school should have already started."

"..." After finishing the second dessert, Touma Kazusa tried to open the third one, her ears silently turning pink.

Sakurakoji Talent stopped her outstretched hand, preventing her from doing so. "Aren't you planning to have lunch later?"

Touma Kazusa frowned and stared into his eyes, and he glared back without backing down.

"Tsk!" Ten seconds later, she uttered a sound of surrender, withdrawing her hand that had been covered by his warm palm.

I lay back on the soft sofa, hugging a cushion and doing nothing.

"Hmm~" Touma Yoko took in the scene, a fox-like smile appearing on her face.

How could her daughter, whom even she found difficult to persuade to yield, so easily give in and surrender in front of others?

"But Kazusa finally made friends at school? My daughter has finally grown up!"

"We're not friends, just acquaintances," someone sprawled on the sofa, making no attempt to maintain appearances, added.

"Mo, it's already rare enough that someone is willing to be your friend, and you still say things like that! Especially in front of the White-Haired Boy!" She frowned and scolded.

"He's not from the same school as me," Touma Kazusa explained helplessly as she stood up.

"Huh? Is that so?!" Touma Yoko blinked, quite surprised.

Because of her ingrained thinking, she still assumed that Sakurakoji Talent came from Houjou.

"Yes, that's right. Touma and I don't go to the same school. We met off-campus," Sakurakoji Talent confirmed, meeting her questioning gaze.

"I see..." Touma Yoko covered her sexy red lips with her hand, then hesitated and said, "But, is school closed today, White-Haired Boy? Isn't today a workday?"

"Yes, yes, don't just talk about me, let's also condemn this guy who also doesn't go to school!" Touma Kazusa nodded with great satisfaction.

"Quiet down!" Touma Yoko snapped.

"I have class, but I asked for leave." Sakurakoji Talent looked at Touma Kazusa with pity and told the truth, "After the first class, Yukina... Kazusa's friend called me and told me about it."

"Huh? Did he take leave specifically for her?!" Touma Yoko exclaimed.

Her expression was one of shock, but to Sakurakoji Talent, it seemed like half of her emotion was happiness. Was it just his imagination?

"More or less."

"This is too much trouble for you! If your parents find out, they'll scold us! Kazusa, quickly apologize to the White-Haired Boy!"

"Why is it that he's the one asking for leave and skipping class, but I'm the one apologizing?" Touma Kazusa frowned, unconvinced, and kept poking him with her finger. "Hey, just tell the truth. You just didn't want to go to class, and this was the perfect excuse, so you asked for leave, right?"

How did you know?! Sakurakoji Talent looked calmly at her cold and beautiful face.

Although your academic performance isn't great, you have a very good eye for people.

"Pretty much, I really don't want to go to class either, it's just too boring."

"See! I told you so!"

"Eh, is that so..." Touma Yoko looked at him suspiciously. Based on the information she had just obtained, he shouldn't be that kind of child.

Or did she see it wrong?

However, no matter what, this child is already excellent enough. Even if she's not very interested in this, like Kazusa, it's not a big deal.

"Don't get me wrong, Touma." Seeing her smugness, Sakurakoji Talent shook his slate-white fingers seriously. "I'm not like you."

"Heh, it's all skipping class, what's the difference?" Touma Kazusa scoffed, taking it as an excuse he was making up for himself.

"I'm quite interested, White-Haired Boy, why don't you tell me?"

Touma Yoko, who was watching the drama unfold and never missed an opportunity to stir things up, spoke up for her, prompting him to continue.

"Simply put, it's about results." He nodded to Yoko, then looked directly into Touma Kazusa's grey-blue eyes. "Everything needs results."

"Even if a highly accomplished Piano doesn't practice for a few days, no one will criticize them, like Ms. Yoko."

"But fledglings who haven't yet shown their true strength, let alone not practicing, if they don't work twice as hard, they might even be mercilessly mocked, wouldn't you agree?"

Touma Kazusa frowned in displeasure at his ill-intentioned example. "So what? What does it have to do with this?"

"Don't you understand yet?" Sakurakoji Talent shrugged and shook his head. "I mean, it's because I've achieved results in my studies, while you haven't, that's why we're different."

"What?!" She widened her eyes, retorting unwillingly, "You don't even know my usual grades, what makes you say that?"

"I'm first in the grade, what about you?"

"..."

"Could we be last?" he feigned surprise. "We're both first, so it seems we're really close... gulp!"

Before he could finish speaking, Touma Kazusa's angry fist, stroking his side, successfully silenced him temporarily.

A minute later, he gently rubbed the organ that was so important to his Mirai partner and complained, "You're being completely unreasonable."

"Snort!"

It's easy to imagine that the other party wouldn't give him a friendly look at this moment.

Meanwhile, Touma Yoko was standing to the side, fell silent, only watching the two of them with a troubled expression.

Kazusa had a headache, Kazusa she wasn't sure if she realized it. The more outstanding that child was, the slimmer her hopes became.

No, rather, it's more accurate to say that the child probably doesn't even know what her own feelings are right now; you can tell just by looking at her behavior.

"Ugh, how did I end up with such a stupid daughter? Did I really not get the wrong baby back then?" She looked up, covered her eyes, and lamented inwardly.

Suddenly, she remembered something.

"Oh right, White-Haired Boy, speaking of which, I haven't asked you your name yet, have I?"

Because she usually likes to call people by their nicknames, she only noticed this now.

"What? You haven't introduced yourselves yet?" Touma Kazusa was genuinely dumbfounded, her eyes constantly shifting between the two, amazed that they could still keep talking under these circumstances.

"Come to think of it, that's true. I'm sorry, but since you seem to know me, I assumed Touma had already told you." He thought for a moment and then explained.

"Huh? Why would I introduce you to her?!" Touma Kazusa reacted strongly.

Sakurakoji Talent was also taken aback by her reaction. "Huh? Because when I came here just now, Aunt Yoko seemed to recognize me."

"Does Mom know you?" Touma Kazusa stiffly turned her neck to face her mother.

Touma Yoko smiled slightly, displaying an expression that said she understood everything.

"!!!" She only just remembered that she had talked to her about this a few nights ago.

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Although she didn't specify who it was, she described the target's characteristics very clearly, especially his long, straight white hair. Anyone who wasn't blind would know who she was talking about at first glance.

Although she didn't say what it was about at the time, it was clear that the "Akujo" had already started making assumptions.

The key point is that, at this moment, she can't very well argue or explain herself to Sakurakoji Talent in front of her!

She leaned back on the sofa, feeling a little dizzy; her body, which had been so energetic just moments before, was now completely exhausted.

"Alright, forget about her, you continue with yours, White-Haired Boy," Touma Yoko said with a gentle smile.

"Oh, okay." He glanced at the exhausted Touma Kazusa, feeling utterly bewildered.

I really don't understand! What exactly are you guys saying about me behind my back? It's like you know something but don't quite understand it at the same time.

"My name is Sakurakoji Talent. I lived with my parents in the America for a few months and only recently returned," he introduced himself.

"Your parents are both in America, so why did you want to come back? Were you not used to living there?" Touma Yoko started chatting casually, pressing for details with curiosity.

"Well, they probably got tired of staying there and wanted to come back for a visit, since we went there when I was a child."

"Oh, so you're coming back alone this time? Don't you find it tiring?"

"Not really, my younger sister is with me too, she just started high school this year." Sakurakoji Talent answered point by point in an organized manner, "It's not hard, we have many Relatives here, we have a lot of people we can rely on, so life is fine."

"That's good," Touma Yoko nodded slightly, then said with interest, "But you have a younger sister, White-Haired Boy Guy. I only have one daughter, Kazusa, so I wonder what it's like for me. She must be just as cute as you, right?"

"... I guess so." His face was conflicted and stiff. He didn't know why, but every time this topic came up, the other person always asked the same question in the same way.

"By the way! May I ask what your parents do for a living? Maybe I can get to know them when I go on tour in the America!" She clapped her hands lightly, a smile spreading across her face, which was as cool and beautiful as Touma Kazusa's.

Sakurakoji Talent looked at her intently, unsure whether her words were sincere or if they held any hidden meaning.

However, there's no point in hiding it.

"They work in the clothing industry, and they've recently started a brand and a company there."

"You run a clothing company? That's amazing!" Touma Yoko exclaimed with genuine admiration.