Chapter 245

"Who knew that 9 phosphorus-containing skirts would be so strange and unpredictable?"

He looked towards the courtyard and, seeing no sign of the teacher coming to arrest him, assumed he was still relatively safe.

This song is background music from a game that hasn't been released yet, so of course the other party couldn't find it.

"I should probably leave too. What about Aine-chan?"

"Ah~ I was planning to go straight home, but isn't Asahi in class?"

"Since I'm not going to get Perfect Attendance anyway, I might as well go straight home. Besides, I've already accomplished my goal this morning."

Haha~ I see.

Ogura Asahi flicked her white eyelashes and glanced at her. Clearly, she believed her purpose was to play music there.

He wasn't going to wait for Takamatsu Akari any longer, and he didn't know if she would come out again.

"Well then, see you next week after school starts."

He put the guitar into its case, picked up the backpack on the other side, glanced back at her, and said meaningfully.

"Ah, um! Goodbye!"

Chihaya Aine smiled and waved her hand.

After the other person disappeared, Chihaya Aine leaned on the railing, surveying the entire campus in the gentle breeze.

"Oh, I forgot to ask her which class she was in."

She suddenly realized this, "And they didn't even ask for my contact information..."

"Well, the other person is so eye-catching, I bet a lot of people recognize them~"

A moment later, she saw Ogura Asahi walk out of the teaching building and wave to her.

Hehehe~

She grinned wickedly and waved her hands vigorously.

Watching the other person walk out of the school gate, she hesitated for a moment, then walked towards the rooftop entrance. "Since I don't have anything to do today, I might as well take a walk around the school first."

"I need to hurry up and put away the shoes I left in the shoe cabinet."

After returning to the apartment.

After changing his clothes, Sakurakoji Talent leisurely waited until noon, where he encountered Aoyama Nanami, who was returning to her apartment from Filia for practice.

"Ah, Young Master."

Upon seeing him, Aoyama Nanami greeted him, then immediately questioned him with a hint of resentment, "Young Master! What exactly happened to that blanket from yesterday!"

What do you mean?

He pretended to be stupid on the spot.

"Don't even think about brushing this off!"

Aoyama Nanami strode forward, bending down to approach his forehead with an imposing air, her expression displeased.

Too close, too close. Sakurakoji Talent leaned back and looked away.

"Yesterday, there was a square hole in the blanket on your bed for no apparent reason. Young Master, do you dare to say that you didn't do it?"

Aoyama Nanami accused him of his crimes.

"..."

"If even a small part is damaged, you have to replace the whole set? Those sheets are very expensive! Even if you're rich, Young Master, you can't just waste money like that!"

"..."

"You're not a child anymore. You wouldn't be happy doing such childish pranks, would you?"

Aoyama Nanami began lecturing him with dissatisfaction.

"..."

It's certainly not childish, but you probably don't want to hear the reason, Sakurakoji Talent wistfully, staring at the ceiling.

Nanami, you have no idea, in the short span of time you weren't paying attention, your Young Master lost something very important...

"In short, as your Personal Maid, I hope you won't do this again next time, please!"

Aoyama Nanami stood there and sighed deeply.

The fact that expensive, comfortable high-end bedding could be so easily destroyed was simply unacceptable to her, given her frugal nature.

Even though she has recently witnessed so many aspects of high society, she is still essentially just a hardworking and ordinary person.

This kind of extravagant lifestyle goes against her values, and she doesn't want Sakurakoji Talent to end up like that.

"I've put away the used fabric. I'll see if it can be used for other things later, like sewing clothes for you, Young Master."

She then explained it to him.

To simply throw it away was, in her opinion, an even greater sin.

Sakurakoji Talent turned his gaze back to her. It wasn't lunchtime, and she didn't bother changing back into her Maid Outfit, still wearing her off-white Filia spring school uniform.

They probably came over now to take advantage of the free time to clean up the area and see if anything needed to be added.

The youthful and vibrant school uniform allowed her, who usually appeared mature due to her overly serious demeanor, to rediscover the liveliness that should be present in someone her age.

Her consistent choice of a high ponytail for work and activities adds a touch of heroic spirit rarely seen in the JK (high school girl) community, to her already charming and cute appearance.

Even he admires her, so she must be quite popular among Filia's classmates.

Hmm, JK is good, JK is nice, Filia's school uniform, it really has a different style from Maid Outfit... He nodded repeatedly in his heart.

"Young Master? Are you listening?"

Staring at him lost in thought, Aoyama Nanami puffed up her pretty face.

"Mmm~ I'm listening, I'm listening."

Sakurakoji Talent nodded, smiling as she met her gaze, "I'll be more careful in the future, and try my best to prevent this from happening again."

"Nanami, you can do whatever you want with the rest of the fabric. You can alter it and keep it for yourself; it's quite comfortable to sleep on."

"While I am very grateful, I see absolutely no sign of you reflecting on your actions..."

Aoyama Nanami frowned, his tone helpless.

"After all, I didn't want it to be like that, but... oh well, it's all in the past."

He changed the subject, "Speaking of which, how's Mashiro doing?"

"After finishing her meal, she said she was a little sleepy and fell asleep on the sofa in the top-floor cafeteria. Miss Ashiri said she would wake her up before class..."

"Really? She's still the same as always."

"Hi..."

Aoyama Nanami was also a little embarrassed. "This was supposed to be my job, but Miss Ashiri said I could do whatever I wanted—it really caused her a lot of trouble."

Sakurakoji Talent chuckled, "It's alright. Ashiri probably did it on her own initiative. Maybe Mashiro is cute to her, and she couldn't help but want to get close to her and take care of her."

Aoyama Nanami's expression softened slightly, and she smiled and nodded, "That's probably true. She and Rumin both said that Mashiro's lifestyle is like that of a cute little kitten."

"If anyone else did this, Rumin would probably be very impatient, but because Mashiro has extraordinary talent and a very innocent personality, she seems to have interpreted it as a genius trait."

At this point, her expression was full of envy. Being a genius is so great; she wanted to be like that, but unfortunately, she couldn't.

"It's alright. In my eyes, Nanami is far superior to those geniuses."

Seeing through her thoughts, he gently comforted her and patted the seat next to him.

"..."

Cherry blossoms dotted the surface of the Aoyama Nanami. I walked over with my head down and sat down awkwardly.

Sakurakoji Talent gently patted her head and whispered, "I love Nanami the most—she's so cute, capable, hardworking, earnest, frugal, and diligent..."

"Like?!!"

Aoyama Nanami's brain was like a kettle boiling over, steaming.

"Yes, Nanami will definitely become an excellent wife, mother, and housekeeper in the future!"

"Yes, really? Thank you very much..."

His hand moved down a bit, touching her smooth, delicate shoulder. His other hand lifted her face, and their eyes met. "By the way, Nanami and Mashiro are so cute, have any boys confessed to you recently?"

"Confessing your feelings?! That kind of thing..."

"No?"

Aoyama Nanami hesitated slightly, her rosy cheeks tinged with hesitation. She glanced away, afraid of upsetting him, and murmured softly, "Yes, there are, but I don't have time to think about that right now. I've turned them all down. I want to focus on practicing..."

"Many people want to talk to Mashiro, but she rarely speaks. She's more popular with the girls, and she's with me during lunch break and after school..."

"I see. After all, you're all very cute, so it's not surprising."

"Cute?!"

Her delicate body trembled again, her soft skin gently brushing against his.

Staring at her moist and delicate area, he resisted the urge to taste it and continued, "Yeah, don't you think you're adorable?"

"Mashiro is very cute, I'm probably... not as good as her, and I'm probably not as good as Rumin and the others either..."

"That's not true, you're just different types of cute! Be more confident!"

His nose was still warm from her scent. He released her; if this continued, he might not be able to resist.

It's all Ouka Mai and Kawaragi Momoka's fault for breaking the taboo. Now it seems even easier for him to work hard than before.

"It's almost time, afternoon classes are about to start, right? Go ahead."

Aoyama Nanami glanced at his phone with a hint of disappointment and regret, then hurriedly stood up and said, "Okay! Then I'll take my leave, Young Master!"

After saying this, she bowed to him and then hurriedly turned and left.

After turning her back, she touched her burning cheeks with her hand and shyly bit her red lips.

He chuckled mischievously, pleased with his successful prank, picked up his phone from the side, and sent a message to his best friend, Miyako Shizuka.

The weather's nice today. Are you free tonight? Please do something fun and enjoyable.

Chapter 296 Song Title: <KASUMIKAGE>!

The time when school ends in Tsukinomori.

Carrying a guitar, Ogura Asahi walked confidently into the century-old school for young ladies, wearing a mask and going against the flow of the scattered crowd of young women.

I promised Wakaba Mū a few days ago that I would give her a gift, and several days have flown by; it's already Friday. If I don't come over today, I'll have to wait until next week.

Arriving at the grove near the Horticulture Club, he put down his guitar and began to wait.

She'll probably be doing club activities on Friday, right?

After class, Wakaba Mū walked briskly towards her plantation.

She was happy that she hadn't been captured by Sōse today. Her peaceful life, as always, filled her with contentment.

Apart from that somewhat suspicious person a few days ago, things have been relatively peaceful overall lately.

"..."

Was it all a lie that person said they'd give me a gift?

Wakaba Mū slightly clenched her fist, shook her head, and shook off the idea.

Never mind, none of that matters.

Even without a gift, she still...

As she passed a path that led from the teaching building to the plantation, she suddenly stopped.

A light and quiet sound, accompanied by the soft rustling of leaves, flowed into her ears.

It's a guitar...