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Instead of that, let's hurry up and find this fake drunkard a real room to sleep in.

Naruzawa Kaede's goal is to stay in a short-stay room in Shimokitazawa, an apartment half an hour's walk away... and to wander among the stars that are so close at hand.

At this time, Fanxing was not yet open for business, but Xingge was in the store.

Naruzawa Kaede also has a key.

Ijichi Seika sat at the bar, looking at her laptop, acting as both the boss and the accountant.

Ijichi Hoshika was furious. At that moment, she hadn't even touched up her half-smudged lipstick. She'd kissed him and run away; the Okamoto tore open before she even had a chance to use it—was she going to use it to blow up balloons?

How could Ichi Hoshika possibly be happy?

When they saw Narusawa Kaede helping Hiroi Kikuri down, and even waving to her.

Ijichi Hoshika's face darkened, and she slammed her hand on the table, standing up and pointing at the stairs.

"Throw her out! Or I'll throw you out."

Hiroi Kiku, who was pretending to be unconscious on Naruzawa Kaede's back, was startled and curled up, not daring to speak.

【Aaaaaah, why did Feng bring me here? What do we do? What do we do? Senior Xingge will tear us apart!】

If Hiroi Kikuri were drunk, Narusawa Kaede wouldn't dare bring her here, but she's not drunk, is she?

After placing Hiroi Kikuri on a seat, Narusawa Kaede leisurely explained to Iji Tomo Hoshika that she had gotten drunk on the next street and was being temporarily left there. Just pretend she didn't exist.

"Tsk..."

Ijichi Seika loosened her arms, picked up the notebook on the table, and strode away.

Startled by the loud noise, Hiroi Kikuri instinctively slid under the table. She crouched down, covering her head, praying that the large notebook wouldn't fall on her.

How could Ichi Seika possibly throw a laptop at Hiroi Kikuri? That would be too much of a loss for her.

Ichi Seika's thought was, "If she won't leave, I will!"

Naruzawa Kaede tried to stop Iji Chisei, but Iji Chisei grabbed her wrist instead.

Ichika blinked and explained, "I'm not even here anymore, so what are you doing here?"

"This person can take care of himself even when drunk. Let's go together, let's go..."

[Let's finish what we were doing earlier...]

The shy Xingge seemed especially appealing.

Ijichi Hoshika clicked her tongue, too embarrassed to continue. Her rosy cheeks flushed slightly, and her eyes darted away in embarrassment. By sheer coincidence, she saw Hiroi Kikuri peering over the edge of the table.

Naruzawa Kaede looked in the direction she was looking, where Hiroi Kikuri awkwardly waved her hand, then chickened out and shrank back, not daring to utter a sound.

The feeling of the enemy falling down before even throwing a punch was really unpleasant for Ichiji Seika.

It wasn't until Mingze Feng had booked a room next door and ordered food that he went to take a shower.

Ijichi Seika sat on the bed, still feeling down because of Hiroi Kikuri's appearance.

If it weren't for Kikuri, we would already be...

Mingze Feng could see her movements at this moment. The one-way glass in the bathroom seemed to be facing the wrong direction, as one could see outside from inside the bathroom.

Normally, the person sitting on the bed should be able to see the girl showering in the bathroom. The girl being spied on blushed, covered herself up, and ran out of the bathroom screaming.

The water droplets that hadn't been wiped away naturally made the girl's body incredibly pink and delicate, presenting a natural, unadorned beauty. Her jade-like peaks were as if washed clean, stirring up thoughts all night long, with heavy dew.

Forget it, there's no need to worry about it so much.

As the washing was finished, Naruzawa Kaede came out and patted Ijichi Hoshika on the head. To her surprise, he tackled her to the ground.

"Huh, um! Sigh... ah..."

[A strong smell of alcohol]

【Wash off the odor from Hiroi Kikuri before coming in!】

Well, let's go in then.

The tide is calm, the banks are wide; the wind is fair, the sail is full; the sun sets...

A wisp of smoke rose straight up, the cigarette butt held between her fingers. Ichiji Hoshika's voice was hoarse and somewhat lost.

She didn't smoke it, she just lit it and watched quietly.

The cigarette butt on the table was burning slowly, like a stick of incense connecting heaven and earth.

Ichika Hoshika began, "Kaede, what do you think is the meaning of what we do every day..."

Mingze Feng: "Let's go to the dock and get some fries."

Yi Ji Xingge: "???"

Naruzawa Kaede playfully pressed down on Ijichi Hoshika's stomach and rubbed her belly clockwise.

"Is this more comfortable?"

Ijichi didn't say anything, but twisted her body to find a more comfortable position.

That's not what I meant... Sigh, you wouldn't understand even if I told you...

It's a girl's post-coital period. Nothing hard to understand.

"...French fries are okay to eat occasionally."

Ijichi Hoshika casually uttered incoherent words, then asked, "What if, I mean, what if..."

"Feng, what would life be like without each other...?"

"If Hiroi hadn't interfered, I really wanted to introduce you to Nijika... but now I'm so scared... the three of us... Nijika... my mind is a complete mess..."

"You're not allowed to kiss me like that again this time."

"I……"

Ichi Seika got up and stepped off the ground.

As her bare toes touched the ground, a chill ran up her legs, and Ijichi Hoshika trembled all over.

Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Road to the Harem is Long and Arduous; The Significance of Heisei Sixteen and a Brief Departure

I saw Ichika squatting on the ground picking up her clothes.

Naruzawa Kaede followed, draped a blanket over Ijichi Hoshika, and hugged her from behind. Being a size larger than Ijichi Hoshika, Naruzawa Kaede easily held the entire Ijichi Hoshika in his arms.

Iji Tomoka stared blankly at the object in her hand, motionless. Narusawa Kaede wanted to see what it was, but Iji Tomoka's head blocked Narusawa Kaede's view.

So, Naruzawa Kaede rested her chin on Iji Tomoka's shoulder.

Mingze Feng paused in his grip on Xingge's hand.

The thing that Ichichi Seika picked up from the ground was a personal identification card issued by the Japanese government in 2015.

You can give it a familiar name, like calling it an ID card.

The year of birth is clearly marked as Heisei 16.

Perhaps Ichi Seika will start to panic soon.

The one who's more panicked now is clearly Mingze Feng.

But if you stand by the river often enough, you're bound to get your shoes wet.

Mingze Feng hugged Xingge tightly. The incident happened so suddenly that reasoning with her wouldn't work. He needed to see what Xingge was thinking first.

[That year looks so familiar... Wait, wait... I was born in 1992 (Heisei 4), and twelve years later it's Heisei 16 (2004)!]

Most importantly, Ijichi Nijika was also born in this year.

Are Narusawa Kaede and Ijichi Nijika the same age? He's twelve years younger than her, a full cycle apart?

Ichiji Hoshika is twenty-seven this year, while Naruzawa Maple is sixteen.

Ijichi Hoshika's head buzzed. Looking at the name on the number card, she was speechless for a moment and fell silent.

The calm before the storm lingered in the room.

No, no, you must be joking. Aren't most kids this age still in middle school? Naruzawa Kaede's worldview is nowhere near that of a student. He can get Hiroi Kiku drunk, he's not shy on stage, and he's even... ]

What should a 16-year-old student in Japan be like?

Like Rainbow Summer, school, clubs, homework.

Like Xiangzi, his life revolves around school, part-time jobs, and hobbies.

Ah, I see. These are toy cards, right? They're actually quite realistic.

Ichika Hoshika made up a random excuse before finally letting out a sigh of relief.

"Xingge, what's wrong?"

Mingze Feng pretended nothing had happened, and although he still couldn't think of a way to remedy the situation, he was making some small moves behind the scenes.

The underwear she had just put on was crooked. In a daze, Ichiji Hoshika let Narusawa Kaede do as he pleased, since it had happened so many times before.

But then she realized she should ask what was going on.

Ijichi Seika suppressed a soft moan, gritting her teeth, "Kaede, this... ee-ya..."

"Stop first!"

Is this a prank? Ijichi Hoshika waved the card in her hand.

This could be a cruel joke of fate.

Mingze Feng seemed unaware of her question and replied, "Don't you like standing? Shall we go back to bed and continue? Come on, let me pick you up..."

You're probably just pretending to be stupid!

Ijichi Seika gritted her teeth and held up the card in her hand, "You, you're this year... Hey ahhh?!"

Naruzawa Kaede clasped his hands together, chanting "one, two," and pulled Ijichi Seika into his arms, supporting her thighs from below with both hands.

Thump...

Ichi Hoshika's heart pounded in fright. When she came to her senses, she realized that she was already wide open. She had only ever seen this shameful embrace in adult videos since she could remember.

"Put me down, put me down first! I'm so heavy, how will you carry me in a bit..."

Mingze Feng took two steps back to steady himself.

He is no longer the sickly, malnourished man he was a month ago. Moreover, after becoming familiar with Hachiman Kairin, that "wanderer" even gave him a physique enhancement.

"In a bit...it's going to fall..."

Noticing that Naruzawa Kaede was standing very steadily, Ichiji Hoshika's voice grew softer and softer. But now her body was powerless to do anything; she was already two sizes smaller than Naruzawa Kaede, and now, being held in this position, she could only lean her entire back backward.

As Naruzawa Kaede walked, he lifted Ijichi Hoshika lightly and whispered in her ear.

"Don't worry, it's not heavy at all."

Japanese girls are often petite, some even thin and light, leading one to wonder if they didn't eat well enough as children.

Ichi Hoshika was already quite used to the contact between the two, but this child-like posture was truly shameful. Moreover, the cold air blowing through the wide-open front door made the hairs on her body stand on end.

Eh...

"First, put me down..."

Shame and indignation replaced panic. Ijichi Hoshika subconsciously covered her face. If anyone saw her like this, she would be too ashamed to show her face.

But there seemed to be no one else in the room.

[Yeah, there's no one else in the room... Why is Naruzawa Kaede reacting so strongly this time?]

Naruzawa Kaede withdrew her gaze. Ijichi Hoshika suddenly became intelligent; perhaps this was the magic of the "wise man's time."

As Ichika Hoshika came to her senses, she pieced together the clues and made things clearer.

In other words, she has grasped the crux of the problem.

"How old are you this year? Tell me the truth."

"After the seventeenth day of the new year."

"Stop! Stop!"

Mingze Feng didn't stop, and continued walking towards the bed.