He was taken in by Hiratsuka Shizuka at the beginning and joined her chat group.

Yukino Yukinoshita nodded, looking at the two hands clasped together with envy.

Qin Yumo and Hiratsuka Shizuka left the Service Club, and the others exchanged glances and dispersed as well.

The service department quickly fell silent.

"Ahhh, I can finally enjoy Yu Mo's exquisite food again!"

"It feels like the Indian flag has come back to life!"

Back home, Hiratsuka Shizuka was like a little clown, completely unlike the teacher she was at school.

If she went out now and said she was thirty years old, probably no one would believe her.

Her skin was smooth and supple, with a rosy glow, and her overall condition was surprisingly good.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say she looks like a young, pretty girl.

"Jing is lovely."

Qin Yumo sat opposite him, clutching her chest, looking very heartbroken.

"I haven't seen him for several days, and when we met he gave me a 'fist of justice' or something. I'm so heartbroken."

"Who gave you the right to call me that in front of Yui-hama? I'm a teacher at the school, you brat!"

"Hiratsuka Shizuka said fiercely."

Her long, beautiful legs stretched out from under the table.

"hiss!"

Qin Yumo gasped. It was soft, bouncy, and slightly cool.

Hiratsuka Shizuka enjoyed her meal with a calm expression, though a blush appeared on her fair cheeks.

A hint of shyness appeared deep in her beautiful eyes.

I missed you terribly after not seeing you for a few days, and I punched you the first time we met.

She certainly needs to apologize properly and make amends to Qin Yumo.

That's what makes a good older sister, right?

巡.

The atmosphere tonight is unusually noisy.

Sawamura Sayuri stared at the wall with a resentful expression.

It feels like three autumns have passed since we last met, and we can't wait to start the battle as soon as we get back today.

The noise was so loud it felt like the walls were shaking.

"This is really torture for me."

The next morning.

As she had done in the past few days, Sayuri Sawamura hung the damp sheets out to dry on the balcony.

The battle next door resumed after a few days of silence.

Having finally settled into a deep sleep accompanied by the climax of battle, she discovered that the battle had vanished and the instigator was nowhere to be found.

And when she finally endured the torment and her heart returned to silence.

But then they discovered that the battle next door had broken out once again.

Perhaps it's because both sides had prepared their supplies and troops for a long time this time.

This match lasted an exceptionally long time.

"Sigh, I can't sleep at all."

Sawamura Sayuri reluctantly pushed open the cabinet door and took out the game controller that had been gathering dust for several days.

early morning.

The empty balcony was inevitably covered with bed sheets again.

next door.

On the balcony, which can be stepped over in one step.

Qin Yumo was shirtless, revealing her perfect figure.

A bath towel was wrapped around his waist, bulging high.

He took a nice hot shower after exercising early in the morning, and then washed and dried the two sets of wet sheets.

Sayuri Sawamura gazed wistfully at his perfect physique.

I finally fell asleep in the early hours of the morning, only to be woken up again early this morning.

The meaning behind the two sets of washed sheets is self-evident.

"She's so young! It's so good to be young. I'm so envious of Hiratsuka-sensei."

Sawamura Sayuri's eyes were deep and mysterious.

I've never experienced real-person battles before; I've only ever played against AI opponents.

This was torture for her, a self-proclaimed yaoi fangirl.

No, I should say that sometimes she doesn't even feel like a fujoshi anymore.

She, who had always longed for same-sex love, found that she sometimes dreamed about Qin Yumo.

Good morning, Mrs. Sawamura~

Qin Yumo greeted him with a smile.

I glanced at the sheets out of the corner of my eye; there were quite a few parts that had been washed.

Good morning, Yu Mo-kun~ Everyone says you can just call me Little Lily~

Sayuri Sawamura responded with a smile.

The next moment, she stared in astonishment into Qin Yumo's eyes.

"Eh? Yu Mo-jun, your eyes..."

Those beautiful eyes made her a little dazed.

With bright eyes and a radiant spirit, his already exceptionally high looks were instantly elevated to several levels.

"Good morning, Little Lily~" Qin Yumo greeted her again with a smile.

"This? It just recovered recently, and now I can see it."

"That's great!"

Sayuri Sawamura was genuinely happy for Qin Yumo.

"Okay, thank you." Qin Yumo smiled, then reminded her, "Little Lily, you should wear more clothes. Although I love watching you, you can easily catch a cold."

"And it wouldn't be good if other people saw it, I'd get a little jealous."

Qin Yumo offered her suggestion with a serious expression.

Countless invisible 527 magic threads were laid out all around, making it impossible for others to see the beautiful view from the balcony.

He has a very strong possessive streak.

"Eh?"

Sawamura Sayuri belatedly lowered her head, then exclaimed in surprise, tossed out a "Thanks for reminding me," and ran back to her room with a flushed face.

"Click."

As the balcony door closed, Sayuri Sawamura leaned against it, her heart pounding.

In a daze, she actually went to hang up the laundry wearing only a thin gauze nightgown.

The thin nightgown was semi-transparent, revealing everything underneath.

She's still wearing nothing underneath!

In the past, it wouldn't have been a problem, since other houses couldn't see their balconies.

Qin Yumo was blind and couldn't see herself at all.

But today his eyesight has returned! He can see everything now!

Sawamura Sayuri instantly transformed into a steam engine, her head practically steaming.

And what did Yu Mo Jun mean by those words? She likes to watch, gets jealous, and cares about me, worried that I might catch a cold.

Xiaobaihe instantly conjured up a whole host of scenarios in her mind.

She's the fujoshi Sayuri Sawamura, who can draw doujinshi with Eriri and even promote them at comic conventions.

The scenarios that exist in my mind are countless.

"No, I feel like I'm about to faint!"

"What an adorable reaction."

Qin Yumo smiled and turned to go into the living room.