Angry Saki

Riki walked over to Toyokawa Sakiko and asked, "Did you talk to Su Shi about anything before I came?"

It wasn't that he was overthinking it; putting the names Toyokawa Sakiko and Nagasaki Sose together, no one would believe that nothing would happen without some kind of chemical reaction.

Toyokawa Sakiko gently shook her head. "Su-Shi told me some things about your trip to Nagoya. She said you performed very well on stage."

Why are you praising me?

Are you two fighting for custody of me?

Nagasaki Sose, accompanied by Wakaba Mutsuki was wearing Wooden Clogs, walked over with a smile and said, "Well, since Mutsuki-chan is here, let's start exploring the festival."

She smiled, her eyes constantly scanning Toyokawa Sakiko.

Now that Mu has arrived, it's time for her to take action. During this festival, she wants to let Sakiko know that Riki is not hers, but someone who might be taken away from her.

There were many people at the festival: a beautiful girl with a mask hanging on the side of her head, an uncle running a shooting stall, and a small pond for scooping goldfish.

Like Summer Rhapsody.

Passersby also looked at Riki and her group in surprise. The three beautiful girls were all different kinds of beautiful, which made some young people stunned. The girls looked at Riki, who was quite tall and handsome.

I don't know which of these three is his girlfriend.

Looking at the dazzling array of goods, Riki was unsure where to start.

"There are shooting ranges over there, let's go check them out first," Nagasaki Sose.

"Takoyaki looks pretty good, let's try it," said Toyokawa Sakiko.

The two spoke at the same time, glanced at each other unexpectedly, and then smiled at Riki.

What do you think, Riki?

"..."

Riki broke out in a cold sweat.

Why can the male protagonist of an ecchi anime easily manage a dozen or so harem members, while he feels sweating profusely with only two?

Chapter 100 Angry Sakiko

"Please wait a moment, both of you. Mu is the one who's most looking forward to going out today. Shouldn't we ask for her opinion first?"

Riki said slowly.

With Mumu around, he speaks with more confidence; that's the confidence Mutsuki-chan gives him.

Otherwise, if you force him to choose between the two, it might offend the other one, which would be bad.

"That's true. Mutsumi, is there anything you'd like to play?" Toyokawa Sakiko nodded slightly and asked Wakaba Mutsuki.

Seeing that everyone's attention had shifted to Wakaba Mutsuki, Riki clenched her fist.

<Riki's Art of Speaking>, a prestigious serialized book!

Wakaba Mutsuki thought for a moment, then suddenly took out a folded 1000 yen bill from her pocket, unfolded it, and showed it to Riki, saying, "I want to treat Riki to a smoothie."

This was something she had planned yesterday.

I can finally use it today.

This made her very happy.

"Okay, we happen to have some vouchers too, so buying four to share is no problem," Riki said. "But why smoothies?"

"Sometimes my dad won't let me go out, so I watch movies on the computer. Boys seem to like eating this at festivals," said Wakaba Mutsuki.

I really like it.

Wakaba's father's intentions were bad, but Mutsuki-chan carried them out well.

"Please give me four different flavored smoothies," Riki said as she walked up to the stall. Inside was a young woman of college age with her hair tied in a ponytail, while the stall owner sat in the back.

"Okay." The Japanese girl nodded and glanced at the girls next to Riki.

"I want strawberry flavor," Riki said.

The Japanese girl shook her head and said, "Mango flavor is delicious, I'll make you mango flavor."

"?" Riki.

So, the shopkeepers are king here, right?

When customers come in, they all have to help you out.

I'm going to call 12345 to file a complaint.

The Japanese girl, worried that Riki wouldn't believe her, said earnestly, "The mango flavor is really delicious."

Okay, I believe you.

There's no need to take it so seriously.

"I added extra mango for you, it's really delicious." The Japanese girl handed the mango smoothie to Riki.

Riki noticed the Keio University badge on her clothes inside her apron.

That's enough for college students.

Can't you do more productive work like I do?

The Japanese girl nudged Riki and pointed to the path ahead, saying, "If you're here to have fun, you can go ahead and participate in the tower-climbing competition. If you win..."

"If we win?"

"You'll be very happy," said the Japanese-speaking shop assistant.

In other words, there is no reward.

"But legend has it that if you win, you can be with the girl you like for life," the Japanese-speaking shop assistant added.

Now I have no choice but to participate.

Riki nodded, took a couple of bites of the shaved ice, and found the mango flavor rich and delicious, with the crushed ice smooth and sweet.

"Riki, try this flavor."

Toyokawa Sakiko held the spoon to Riki's mouth and smiled gently.

Riki glanced at Nagasaki Sose, who seemed to be looking at the crowd in the distance, or perhaps she was deliberately looking elsewhere.

Riki opened her mouth and took the spoon that Toyokawa Sakiko had just used. The spoon in her hand was grape flavored, slightly sour, but still delicious.

Toyokawa Sakiko's beautiful eyes were filled with laughter, her blue hair swaying slightly. She was very happy to have been to a lively festival for so long.

Since the Toyokawa Family incident, she has hardly gone to crowded places, only thinking about how to make money. Now she feels happy and has temporarily put the heavy reality behind her.

It will be easy to reach an agreement with Chu Hua's agency soon.

Then, after Mujica was set up, it was able to pay back the money.

Toyokawa Sakiko's gaze was firm, and she exchanged a smile with Riki.

Riki was walking forward when he suddenly felt someone step on his heel, almost causing his foot to pop out of the shoe. He turned around and saw Nagasaki Sose looking at him with a gentle smile.

"Are you angry?" Riki asked with her eyes.

"You're not angry," Nagasaki Sose smiled.

It seems he really is angry.

Riki squatted down and put his shoes back on. He saw a pair of long, slender legs squatting in front of him. One hand held her skirt close to her thigh to avoid exposing herself to Lu Yi, while the other hand held a spoon with shaved ice to his lips.

"Eat," Nagasaki Sose, puffing out her cheeks.

"Excuse me, you didn't poison me, did you?" Riki asked hesitantly.

Nagasaki Sose's face darkened, and she loosened her grip on her skirt, almost revealing the absolute territory above her rounded thighs. Riki's eyes widened, and Nagasaki Sose immediately put a spoon in her mouth. She chuckled and quickly stood up and spun around, her skirt blooming like a flower, not letting Riki see any of her secrets.

Riki chewed on the milk shaved ice in her mouth and felt that Nagasaki Sose must be the secret mother.

So you're the goddess of the night, right?

Your promotion ceremony wasn't just a prank on me, was it?

Wakaba Mutsuki followed Toyokawa Sakiko, she noticed that Su Shi hadn't followed. She was slightly taken aback when she saw Su Shi put a spoon into Riki's mouth, and then looked down at her cucumber-flavored shaved ice.

"What's wrong, Mu?" Toyokawa Sakiko asked, puzzled.

Wakaba Mutsuki thought for a moment, then walked over and put her spoon directly into Riki's mouth. The movement wasn't fast, but none of the three people present expected Riki to do that.

"Eh, Mutsuki-chan?!" Nagasaki Sose exclaimed in surprise.

"Muto?!" Toyokawa Sakiko was also stunned.

Why would you do such a thing?

Riki was also shocked.

Mu, our mother-son relationship... no, our friendship doesn't support us being this close, does it?

Wakaba Mutsuki looked at the three of them strangely. "Isn't this how you share with friends?"

She saw that both Sakiko and Su Shi were doing the same thing.

I thought this was a natural part of sharing with friends.

So I imitated it.

Did she do something wrong?

Wakaba Mutsuki tensed up and looked at Riki in a panic.

"That's right, that's right, it's Riki who's wrong!" Nagasaki Sose quickly came over and waved her hand to explain.

"Muto is not wrong," Toyokawa Sakiko added.

Wakaba Mutsuki feel relieved, and looking at Riki asked, "Is the cucumber-flavored shaved ice delicious?"

"Not as good as..." Riki was about to say mango when she noticed Sakiko and Su Shi looking at her angrily at the same time, so she reluctantly changed it to. "Mango is not as good as cucumber."

The Japanese-sakura female staff at the nearby shaved ice shop stared at Riki in shock.

You fucking... betrayal, I felt betrayed!

Riki sighed.

Don't blame me, I'm already bound by Earth's gravity.

Fortunately, the constraints of gravity are not too great; it only applies to Sakiko and Su Shi, and at most, there is half a lamp that naturally emits the gravity of a black hole.

As for Rikki and the others, we are my dearest friends and family, how could they possibly use gravity to attack me?

"This voucher can be used at the goldfish pond stall in front; it'll be wasted if it expires."

Toyokawa Sakiko, holding the vouchers, said to Riki that after nearly a year of living in poverty, thrift and managing the household had become second nature to her.

"Let's give it a try, I've never caught goldfish before."

When Riki got the net, he realized it was no wonder the characters in the anime couldn't catch goldfish. He had initially thought they were just lowly fish, no match for him, a Silver-level expert.

But after seeing the paper-thin net in his hand dissolve in the water, he repented.

Sorry, I won't call you guys noobs anymore when I watch anime.

"Haha, I won!"

Why is there always someone next to me?

Riki turned her head and saw Toyokawa Sakiko looking happy. Oh, it's Sakiko-bao. It's alright then.

Toyokawa Sakiko noticed a waterproof note hanging from the goldfish's tail. It looked like a fortune teller's note or a cookie slip. She opened it and found it read, "Today is a good day for girls to confess their love."

Toyokawa Sakiko turned to look at Riki.

Riki looked down at the goldfish pond with a calm and detached expression, as if she hadn't seen anything at all.