Super Cute

My mind is just a little confused.

With a jumbled feeling, she opened the drawer, inside which were several exquisite gift boxes—snacks she intended to give to Yukino and Fushimi Makoto.

Each gift box has a delicate little red string strung at the top, clearly designed for easy carrying.

Her mind was still in a daze, and she absentmindedly grabbed a shopping bag and casually put all the gift boxes inside.

Because her mind was preoccupied with other things, she didn't notice that a certain Purple Mood, meant only to be taken out in the quiet of the night, had accidentally snagged on the red string of the gift box and was placed inside the black bag along with it.

She usually washes those things and puts them in a box.

She had only used it a few times recently. No one usually comes here, and even when her daughter came, she wouldn't dare to barge into her bedroom. So last time, she simply put it in the drawer.

When she came out of the bedroom, she saw Yukino just getting up, so she handed her the bag. "It's getting late, you should go back and get some rest."

"I can stay and keep you company a little longer," Yukino, taking the bag.

Mrs. Yukinoshita knew her daughter was concerned about her, and smiled, "I'm fine now."

"Good."

Yukino didn't say anything more. She understood her mother's personality, and since her mother had said so, she didn't need to worry anymore.

As the door closed outside, Mrs. Yukinoshita sat on the sofa for a few minutes, her beautiful eyes unconsciously glancing towards the bedroom.

That feeling was so wonderful.

Her joy was so great that it rekindled her emotions.

She thought for a moment, then got up and went to the bedroom, searching through all the drawers, but couldn't find what she was looking for.

Did I put it somewhere else last time?

She murmured in confusion.

On the other side.

After escorting Yukino downstairs, Fushimi Makoto said he wanted to go upstairs and sit for a while.

Yukino did not object.

She happened to have a question to ask the other person as well.

The two entered the living room, where Yukino first prepared tea and then sat down next to the gift box. "Didn't you feel that something was off about what happened just now?"

"What's wrong?" Fushimi Makoto had anticipated that she would care, and calmly picked up the teacup.

"You didn't notice?" Yukino seemed incredulous.

"If there's anything wrong with you, it's probably just you."

"I?"

"Yes, today is a special day. It's late at night and it's just the two of us here. Instead of telling me about fun things, you're asking me this."

"Something fun? I think you're going to do something stupid again, aren't you?"

Yukino a sarcastic remark without holding back.

However, Fushimi Makoto, she didn't bother to think about what had just happened and casually opened the bag beside her.

Fushimi Makoto took out his phone to see if there was a video of him rescuing someone.

Many of the onlookers were taking pictures with their phones.

"There are four boxes in total. Take two boxes back with you later... Hmm? What's this?"

Yukino was inspecting the confectionery gift box when she suddenly focused her gaze and took something out with a puzzled look on her face.

After holding it in her hand, her expression became even more astonished.

She had never seen this before.

Long and oddly shaped, it doesn't look like a proper item at all.

Etc!

This shape?

Yukino blushed and froze.

Fushimi Makoto, who was watching videos, casually looked up when he heard Yukino's voice.

That was all I saw.

He was even more confused than Yukino.

I'm awesome!

Purple Mood!

Moreover, it was being held in Yukino's hand and raised to her chest.

What kind of suffocating operation is this?

Fushimi Makoto's CPU burned out.

His current mood is exactly like that meme.

What haven't I seen? (crossed out)

Damn, I've never seen anything like this before.

"What are you looking at?"

Yukino realized what was happening, her face flushed red, and she hurriedly threw away what she was holding.

Although she had never seen this thing before, she could roughly guess its purpose based on her own judgment.

Fushimi Makoto couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Yukino ashamed and angry, especially since she was the one who had taken it out and held it up herself.

She really couldn't bring herself to take her anger out on the other person.

"Okay, okay, stop glaring at me, I won't laugh anymore... But speaking of which, where did you get that thing from?"

Fushimi Makoto a laugh; his thirst for knowledge was written all over his face.

He knew that given Yukino's personality, she definitely wouldn't buy that.

Perhaps this thing isn't even in the girl's knowledge base.

If that's the case, then it can only belong to someone else.

"I have no idea."

Yukino said, her face flushed.

She suddenly remembered something and stood up abruptly.

Then, without looking back, she rushed into the bathroom.

My hands are dirty!

She rubbed her little hands vigorously in front of the sink, her eyes practically overflowing with disgust.

Fushimi Makoto laughed as he bent down and picked up the thing from the ground.

But just as he picked it up, his eyes caught sight of the gift box and bag on the sofa.

His body suddenly stopped.

He then glanced down at the "Holy Sword of Physics" in his hand, and then at the bag.

The truth has come to light.

"The bag was given by my aunt, and the gift box was also given by my aunt, so the only possible owner of these things is..."

The moment Fushimi Makoto learns the truth, his CPU is about to overheat again.

He couldn't understand why the beautiful woman would give Yukino this thing.

To say the other person didn't see it and accidentally put it in the bag?

How is that possible? Just looking at its length and shape, you'd have to be blind to see it.

When Yukino came out after washing her hands, she saw this scene: Fushimi Makoto was holding the thing with a strange expression, as if he was thinking about something he shouldn't be thinking. Finally, he took a breath and put the thing on the table without expression.

Yukino stopped abruptly, blushing and angrily saying, "Don't put it on the table!"

"Oh."

Fushimi Makoto obediently put the items back into the bag.

This is Auntie's holy sword of physics...

And the lockdown has already been lifted.

The signs of use are obvious.

Chapter 198 Super Cute

After taking out all the gift boxes containing the snacks, Yukino immediately picked up the bag with a sullen face and went into the bedroom.

Clearly, she didn't want to see that Purple Mood anymore.

But as she returned to the living room, her previously stern face revealed a thoughtful expression.

Fushimi Makoto guessed what she was thinking and deliberately asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Yukino paused for a moment, then calmly sat down. "It's nothing."

"You're wondering where that thing came from, right?"

"..."

Yukino silent instead of answering.

She knew she couldn't hide her thoughts from Fushimi Makoto, but the problem was that the bag had been given to her by her mother.

Following this clue, the origin of the object became immediately clear.

Those are Mother's things!

Yukino, of course, would never say those words aloud.

"I've been thinking about that too," Fushimi Makoto's voice rang out.

Yukino's expression remained unchanged.

"If I'm not mistaken, the person who delivered the snacks to Auntie probably forgot it in the bag because they were too careless."

"Um?"

Yukino slightly taken aback.

She truly hadn't expected Fushimi Makoto to come to this conclusion.

But after a moment's thought, she quickly understood what the other person meant.

Knowing that she cared deeply about the origin of the item but was unwilling to admit it belonged to her mother, Fushimi Makoto decided to give them a way out and skip the topic.

Although Yukino also thought it was a good idea, but...

"You should remember, right?" Yukino straightened her back, looking serious. "Mother said before that those sweets were brought back from abroad by Aunt Sawamura."

"I remember, so what?" Fushimi Makoto seemed to know nothing.

Yukino remained silent.

If I follow his conclusion, wouldn't that mean that the true owner of the Purple Mood is Sawamura Sayuri?

This would save her mother from embarrassment, but Yukino's personality made it impossible for her to make a hasty decision.

Moreover, in her heart, she felt that the thing most likely belonged to her mother, rather than to Sawamura Sayuri.

However, Fushimi Makoto had already offered her a way out, she simply went along with it, saying, "Let's skip this topic."

"Good."

The two sat in the living room for a while when the doorbell suddenly rang.