People in Tokyo, the world is clear

"...Oh."

I just remembered that after the book signing event, Ms. Ri Ya will return to her loyal suburban Kobayashi home.

This also means——

"Hmm~"

An hour later, in the bedroom of his own apartment, he had to put on the familiar blindfold prop, accept the hug from behind by another soft girl, and accept a different kind of interrogation and examination by her.

Answering her questions:

"...No."

"Really?" Miss Ito behind him seemed to tilt her head. "I thought that Senior would be really upset during my absence. In the end, nothing happened?"

"Really not. But... I did fall in love and realized what was going on between us. The reason why I didn't... was because we weren't ready for each other like we were out there before."

"That's it."

"I won't hide anything from you. If you're unhappy about what I told you, you can punish me in any way you want..."

"Hmm~"

"Xiguo, I..."

There were strange and complicated feelings in my heart. After all, being so frank with my girlfriend, of course I was worried about her feelings.

But all his thoughts turned into another more passionate emotion when his neck was gently bitten.

"Regardless, Senior has been honest with me. I'm happy about that."

The lazy and gentle voice brought back the longing hidden in my mind for the past two days.

But unexpectedly, the highlight was not this simple tenderness.

Because, when the darkness in front of me was revealed, I turned around and looked back, but I found a scene that made my heart beat suddenly faster.

In the field of vision, the interrogator raised her hand and put on the blindfold she had taken off her boyfriend.

It was just this simple prop, and a faint yet very tempting smile on the corner of his mouth——

"These past two days have been very tiring."

"..."

"I've been missing you, Senpai. So, as a reward for your honesty, please be kind to me today... Ugh!"

Lin Sen has always been a gentleman who respects girls' wishes.

Focus on one thing and all your requests will be fulfilled.

Chapter 99 Future Planning

Obviously, Miss Ito failed to get up and make breakfast the next morning.

However, when the girl in slippers rubbed her eyes, swayed like a little penguin and threw herself into the arms of her boyfriend who had put down the phone at the table, asking for a good morning kiss, and by the way returned to this position where she felt extremely safe to continue catching up on her sleep, she heard a strange term in her half-asleep state.

"...Christmas?"

The sleepy girl glanced at the calendar on the wall and confirmed that she had only slept for half the early morning.

The confusion deepened:

"It's only July, how come we're talking so long into the future..."

"You haven't woken up yet."

Lin Sen, who was busy interacting with his girlfriend, freed his hands to pinch her cheeks. "All I was saying was, it's so hard to book a hotel around Christmas time."

"Hmm...so how did it get to December?"

"I'm thinking of going to Sapporo for a good time, inviting everyone together, and staying for ten days or so."

"Hmm~"

The short-haired girl leaned on his arms, breathing heavily with her eyes closed, and it was unclear whether she heard anything or not.

But Lin Sen continued:

"As a result, I called several hotels, and the front desk told me that all the rooms around late December were booked."

"Whoo~"

"The scarier part is yet to come. Several hotels actually asked me seriously if I wanted to book for next year. They said the rooms are almost fully booked for next Christmas..."

"..."

Life sharing did not receive timely feedback.

But he still calmed down, sat on the chair, and helped comb the hair of his girlfriend who then lay in his arms.

After a while, I finally got her reply, her thoughts slowed down due to fatigue:

"It's quite normal. When I was in college a couple of years ago, my classmates were already doing this. From what they've heard, even guys without girlfriends would book rooms well in advance for Christmas. That way, there would be opportunities for those one-night stands. And along with all this, there's also a French restaurant... the more expensive it is, the harder it is to get a spot."

"Ah this."

Is there such a thing?

I suddenly gained a lot of knowledge.

After all, as far as I can remember in this life, I dropped out of college halfway through.

Naturally, I don't know much about this trend that only emerges among students who are about to graduate and are doing internships, or even have received interview fees from some companies.

Ms. Ito, who has had the full experience, answered:

"Alternatively, those who are more interested in novelty will rent a luxury car after dinner, drive around the streets first, then go to a disco for some drinks and dancing, and then have a blast..."

The girl reached down and seemed to be grabbing something while saying this. "It should be some real drama."

"So that's how it is." Lin Sen said he was amazed.

"But I've never really liked this kind of activity. Back then, I was worried about getting some strange invitations during those times, and I thought of a lot of ways to avoid or refuse them in advance."

At this point, Ms. Ito smiled foolishly:

"As it turned out, my worries were unnecessary. The entire class didn't even remember me, a silent, invisible person. It seemed like they couldn't even find me during the big group activity before graduation."

A low sense of presence can sometimes be distressing, but in certain circumstances, it can unexpectedly become a very reliable means of self-protection.

At least, Xiao Xiguo is quite satisfied with her college life.

"But, listening to you talk about this... I always feel surprised and fortunate."

After listening to it, he couldn't help but reach out and pick up the light-footed girl, making her sit astride him. "My dear is surprisingly not affected by some open-minded trends."

"Because I didn't really like that kind of life to begin with. After getting a little exposure to it, I became even more resistant to it." Ms. Ito pouted and reached out to cup her face. "But if you want to be thankful, I do feel a little. After all, if I had chosen to pursue that kind of life, I certainly wouldn't have met my senior. Now that I think about it, I was really smart back then."

Such implicit love words spoken in a gentle tone were the most touching - and thus, some of the unfinished feelings from last night were slightly rekindled and continued.

For a moment, the only sounds in the room were breathing and the girl's soft humming.

After a while, there was a follow-up conversation:

"So, if Christmas isn't an option, when will we go to Sapporo again? We were a bit rushed last time."

"It's okay."

Xiao Xiguo has always been a go-with-the-flow person.

But, as if she suddenly remembered something, she woke up a little, blinked her eyes, and looked up.

"But... next time if I really want to go, I'll try to get everyone together, right?"

"Hmm...sort of. Let's see if we can get both Kurosawa and Niwa along."

"In that case, it doesn't really matter when we go to Sapporo... The most important thing is, who are you going to stay with at night, Senior?"

"this."

Ms. Ito's perspective on the issue is indeed very insightful.

The most troubling thing is the opening of the mouth.

Of course, you can pretend to be gentlemanly by saying something like "I'm eating alone", but that's too pretentious.

In the end, I can only honestly answer some repetitive questions that can only be decided when the time comes.

The girl in his arms narrowed her eyes and curled her lips, obviously she understood what her boyfriend meant.

After all, in a sense, not giving a direct answer is equivalent to giving an answer.

"Senior, you're very considerate and attentive. Have you started to consider that the quilt might not be warm enough for two people in winter?"

"I don't want to lie to you about this, but deep down I don't think it would be a good idea to tell you directly. I guess I can only play ostrich for now."

"From now on, it's better to keep these ambiguous words to yourself than to say them directly. If you're asked this question, just keep quiet and play dead. No matter who you're asking."

Ms. Ito pinched her boyfriend's nose and lectured her woman, "In this situation, these remarks are very unpleasant to hear."

"understood."

"I'm asking this question, Senior, not to get an answer. In fact, deep down, I already understand your attitude and accept it. I just want to vent my minor frustration with you. At this moment, anything I say would be wrong."

Ito Nishika chuckled:

"Even if you say something special to flatter people, it will be obvious that you are lying. Then, the seniors will be looked down upon and labeled as slick and smooth-talking."

"..."

"You learn pretty quickly." Miss Ito snorted, one hand on her waist and the other hand raised a finger to lift her boyfriend's chin. "You just realized something, and you're immediately using it against the teacher?"

"Not really. It's just that Xiguo's coquettish look was so adorable that I was too busy admiring her to speak for a moment."

"...Well!"

After a moment of stunned silence, a hint of vague shyness appeared in the girl's beautiful and clean eyes.

After all, he is essentially like a child, and deep down he still retains a mechanism for responding to praise with joy and excitement.

It will soon be used by some bad guy——

"To draw a parallel, since you don't want to hear my hypocritical and unpleasant words, then you probably want to hear some sincere words that will make you happy."

The next moment, the girl with blushing cheeks felt itchy on her waist from the sudden poking of the hand. She moaned and could no longer maintain the suppressed posture, and fell limply into her boyfriend's arms.

The whole person was almost wrapped in his arms, and in his ears was a charming male voice that almost made him faint.

"No matter what, I love you so much, Xiguo. I wish I could spend my afterlife with you like this."

"Meow~"

The girl let out a cry similar to a cat being petted, "Foul... I didn't teach you that."

"Excellent students will study extracurricular knowledge on their own. Sometimes, the extra problem-solving methods may be difficult for teachers to understand at first, which is normal."

"So cunning... Senior, is it true that you've never had a serious relationship before, as you said?"

"Really. You're my first love when it comes to giving my heart."

"Then how..."

"Maybe when you secretly kissed me last night when you thought I was asleep and whispered something in my ear that you thought no one could hear, I started to slowly think about the responses I just made."

"Ouch! You, you..."

When the girl made an extremely shameful sound, the cat sister Orange Juice lying in the corner of the room turned her head.

The cat's eyes, which had been erect during the day, glanced at the mistress who was almost fainting. After understanding the situation and showing some concern, it yawned lacking interest, stretched itself, and went to the food bowl to lie down while humming.

He munched on the cat food, providing an elegant accompaniment to the sounds that were gradually becoming more lively.

Lin Sen thought the discussion about Christmas would end here.

But I never expected that these things related to Christmas, hotels and reserved rooms would have another extension today -

"Imagine a sophisticated, long-planned murder. The killer hires a hotel receptionist a year in advance and arranges a specific room for the victim who calls to make a reservation. A year later, the police will have no way of suspecting the receptionist who handled the reservation, leaving the case shrouded in mystery..."

"You don't have to be so dedicated. I've come up with plans for four or five books along the way, Brother Dongye."

Lin Sen strolled along, a large watermelon in hand, glancing helplessly at a fellow young writer who was still expanding his imagination. "I understand your pressure, but forcing yourself to work at such a high speed can sometimes backfire."

“Reality seems to be forcing me to admit that I have no talent for creation.”

Dongye reached out and scratched his hair, sighing, "Could it be that winning the award was just luck..."