Chapter 281

"Hmm... Are you still upset about me taking your first kiss?"

Unfortunately, it wasn't her first kiss.

Never mind, I won't discourage you.

"That matter is fine no matter what... By the way, what were you trying to say earlier?"

He steered the conversation back to the main topic.

"Ah, that's it,"

Ouka Mai shyly crossed her fingers. "Won't we be unable to see each other for a while afterward? We didn't see each other much in the past week either, so I wanted to see you more often these next few days."

"In short?"

"... I want to go on a date with you."

After half a minute of silence, Ouka Mai looked at him pitifully. "No?"

"It's not impossible... but I'm very busy. Tomorrow is not an option, and the weekend is also not an option, because I already have reservations."

"It's okay! As long as you agree, I'll make time for it!"

She instantly broke into a smile and couldn't help but throw herself at him, "Thank you!"

"Hey hey hey hey!! Don't rub against me like that! Where are you rubbing against?! You pervert! Don't touch me like that!"

A few minutes later, Sakurakoji Talent, his face flushed, sat up and was tightly embraced by her.

The more he looked at her, the more she resembled a clingy golden retriever. He gazed at Ouka Mai, who exuded an aura of intimacy, and felt as if she was wagging her "tail and ears" all the time.

"But is this really a good idea?"

What do you mean?

"My life is complicated and uncertain, and it may not be the life you want. Is it really okay for you to make such a hasty decision?"

Ouka Mai looked up, puzzled, her soft, light blue eyes asking, "You haven't even experienced it yet, how can you be so sure I wouldn't like it?"

Is there even a question?

Sakurakoji Talent asked calmly, "So, what are your thoughts on my going to Satsuki's house the night before last?"

Click!

He thought he heard the sound of something shattering.

"What?!"

Ouka Mai gripped his shoulders, trembling all over. Her lips quivered, her eyes were filled with confusion, and fine beads of sweat covered her smooth, fair face.

"How could someone like you exist! Are you the kind of bad man who would have an affair with his wife's best friend, Jiu Ling?!"

Ouka Mai stood up angrily and glared at him.

"I just went to her house for a visit and happened to run into her mother. Did you really have to make such a fuss about it...?"

"You've even met each other's parents?! Have things progressed to this point?!"

She looked like the sky had fallen.

"No! Your misunderstanding and prejudice are way too great! Besides, going to a friend's house to play is perfectly normal, isn't it?!"

"Then why didn't you tell me beforehand!"

"I don't need to tell you this! We're not lovers! Even if we were, we wouldn't need to report our schedules all the time, would we?"

"Oh, right! Then I want to go to other super handsome boys' houses to play in the future!"

"..."

After saying that, Ouka Mai collapsed to the ground as if all her strength had been drained, her expression dejected. "No, I won't, I was just joking, I'm sorry."

"I almost lost my self-respect because I was so angry. I am Ouka Mai!"

"Oh oh."

Sakurakoji Talent looked down at her with a somewhat embarrassed expression.

"So you can be honest with me... This, this is fake, right? Going to Satsuki's house was also a joke, right?"

"I'll pretend I didn't hear that, so please tell me this is fake, right?"

"Unfortunately, it's true."

As expected, he looked away.

"How could someone like you exist?!"

Her expression was one of shock, and her voice cracked.

Here we go again...

Sakurakoji Talent leaned back on the sofa with a lifeless look in his eyes, his ears muted.

So, if you can't even handle going to Koto Satsuki's house, you're incapable of accepting anything more exciting.

Break up, break up... Wait, he hasn't even started dating her yet... So what is this?

That's right! He's just dating and making friends legitimately! There's absolutely nothing to be condemned about him!

His eyes brightened slightly, and he sat up without any moral burden.

Chapter 321 The Maid Who Tipped Off

After an hour of physical and verbal sparring, he finally got rid of the troublesome woman.

It was an even deeper night than when he returned. In the costume studio on the top floor, he continued sewing the unfinished Cosplay Costume.

His fingers moved nimbly and quickly, each stitch perfectly placed, the yarn flying as if he knew exactly where it should land without even looking.

In the completed sections, there isn't a single messy thread mark. The rows of stitches look as if they were printed on electronically, perfectly parallel to the edge fabric, with no error even a millimeter.

The dark purple fabric, paired with dark-colored thread, makes it almost impossible to see any stitching unless you look closely.

Sakurakoji Talent's talent was evident as she forcefully pierced the high-end fabric with a needle, harboring resentment towards Ouka Mai.

This woman always tries to take advantage of me every time she comes over; it's outrageous!

Who do you think you are?!

Is she the kind of woman who would willingly offer her lips before even dating? (Is she a casual man?)

That's true.

"..."

It is indeed very soft and comfortable to hold, even more luxurious than the finest silk, and it smells wonderful and tastes sweet...

But at the very least, it should be something you take the initiative to do!

He even said this was punishment for him playing with other girls without permission, but I think it's just because he's sexually frustrated!

As he sewed with mixed feelings, the door to his workshop was opened.

"I, I'm here, Young Master."

Wearing a unique Maid Outfit, Koto Satsuki slowly walked in from behind the door and said somewhat awkwardly.

"Please sit down."

He continued working on the lines in his hands, unsurprised by her arrival—for he was the one who had sent her.

I casually mentioned last time that I would teach her some sewing skills, and since I need to work now, I asked her to come over.

Although it was late and she was due to go home after get off work, there was hardly anyone at her house at night, so she didn't have to go back.

Koto Satsuki sat down cautiously, appearing slightly uneasy where it was not obvious to others.

This wasn't the outside world, and their identities were still that of a maid and Young Master, which made her a little nervous.

"First of all, Satsuki, I want to apologize to you."

Sakurakoji Talent cut a thread and apologized.

"Hey? What's up?"

Koto Satsuki was surprised.

"Ouka Mai tonight, did you know?"

"I know, she came with me."

"Ah... I see, you are indeed going the same way."

He nodded knowingly, "But when I mentioned that I visited your house a couple of days ago, she got a little agitated."

"Ah..."

At this point, Koto Satsuki already understood, "That's just how she is. But was she excited? Was she unwilling, or regretful? I really want to see what her expression was back then."

She was no longer nervous; her cool voice revealed a playful emotion, and her smile turned wicked, as if she were overjoyed at Ouka Mai's defeat.

Although he didn't defeat her directly, he was very happy that he could make her feel resentful.

For her, liking someone is one thing, but even if you like them a lot, losing too many times will breed resentment—that's Ouka Mai.

"... Anyway, be careful when you go to school tomorrow; she might want to talk to you."

"Don't worry, she hasn't taken the initiative to criticize me yet."

"That's true."

After mentioning it briefly, he didn't say anything more. "Wait a moment, I'll teach you after I finish this. You can take a look at the fabric and samples next to me first."

Koto Satsuki's gaze was drawn to the strangely shaped clothes in his hand. Although she didn't know what kind of clothes they were, her eyelids twitched subconsciously.

"Young Master, that is..."

"The costume for cosplay was commissioned by someone and I made it."

"Cosplay?"

Koto Satsuki was startled and glanced away, feeling somewhat guilty.

"Um."

Sakurakoji Talent and heart, secretly chuckled, knowing what she was thinking.

Could the fact that she was dragged by Koyanagi Kaho to work part-time in Cosplay Costume be used to blackmail her?

"Are you interested in cosplay, Satsuki?"

"No, not at all! Why, why do you think that?"

Koto Satsuki's eyes darted nervously around.

"It's nothing, I just think you'd look good in this, Satsuki. Should I try wearing it sometime?"

He held up the nearly completed Cosplay Costume and looked at it. "Although I don't want to be on camera, it's okay since you can't tell it's the same person after the makeup is done."

And I can wear both men's and women's clothing, that's so cool!

"If Satsuki is interested, you can try them on with me next time. If there's any character outfit you like, I can make it for you when I have time."

"No, I just... Besides, I don't have the money to ask the Young Master for help."

"It's alright, I only charged for the materials of this garment... By the way, it's already after work hours, so you don't have to force yourself to call me 'Young Master'."

"Yes, is that so? I understand."

"That,"

He got up, sat down beside her, and began to guide her through her work for the day. "Let's start by trying to make a simple knitted sweater."

"Uh-huh."

Koto Satsuki swallowed a mouthful of sweet saliva, but quickly got into a serious state.

"Speaking of which, are you trying to sabotage your aunt? Do you know her measurements? If not, I'll tell you."

"I do know that, at least for now..."

Koto Satsuki's gaze turned cold as she stared indifferently at his profile. "But why do you know my mother's data?"

"A professional like me can tell just by looking at it."

Sakurakoji Talent gestured with his own hand in front of his eyes.