Jiang Jian Yue stuck out her tongue like a puppy, white mist constantly puffing out.
Her tongue was bleeding where Yuki Asahi’s teeth had bitten it.
Yuki Asahi hurried out of the bathroom, holding a damp towel, bending down to wipe the blood from Jiang Jian Yue’s chin and yukata.
“Sorry… I—”
Yuki Asahi’s eyes brimmed with tears, apologizing with a hint of grievance.
Jiang Jian Yue shook her head gently.
She should be the one apologizing.
A lingering flush remained on her face, and her gaze unconsciously lingered on Yuki Asahi’s lower body—like a female delinquent.
Was she too rough?
Just now, Yuki Asahi’s face had turned pale.
As someone who was once male, Jiang Jian Yue knew exactly how painful an attack there could be.
Her gaze slowly moved upward, meeting those Golden Eyes filled with apology and unshed tears.
Jiang Jian Yue felt her heart soften.
“You… Is your tongue okay?”
“Mm, it’s fine… Because senpai was the one who took the initiative later, after all.”
Yuki Asahi said softly.
Eh? Was I?
Jiang Jian Yue hadn’t noticed herself—though this kind of thing was quickly glossed over by her guilty conscience.
Bang!
A sudden burst of orange-red light pierced the quiet night of Lake Toya outside the window, followed by a deep, distant explosion.
Then, fragments of golden light rained down like willow branches in the deep blue night, reflected on the gray-blue lake surface before being shattered by rippling waves.
“Fireworks?”
Jiang Jian Yue’s attention was diverted.
She looked toward the suddenly illuminated night sky outside the floor-to-ceiling window, a trace of confusion in her eyes.
This season, there shouldn’t be fireworks.
Yuki Asahi was stunned too, but quickly realized—this was probably one of Koji Hattori’s “little tricks”.
“Senpai.”
His eyes blazed with intensity, voice calm.
“There are fireworks outside… Should we go to the terrace and see?”
It wasn’t a question, but a declaration of the next step.
He reached out, this time not hesitating but with undeniable strength, grabbing Jiang Jian Yue’s cool wrist.
Jiang Jian Yue’s body tensed, instinctively wanting to break free.
But Yuki Asahi’s grip was firm, almost half pulling, half forcing her toward the glass door leading to the terrace.
The shock from the bathroom stare and the kiss on the bed hadn’t yet faded.
At this moment, the intense “aggressive” male aura from the other person made her even more confused.
She pressed her lips together, letting him open the door.
A blast of cold air, tinged with fine snow and the faint scent of gunpowder, rushed in instantly.
The terrace was small, the railing covered in snow.
On Lake Toya, a Fireworks Boat sped across the surface, fireworks continuously rising and bursting.
Red, gold, and silver-white… One after another, briefly illuminating the tranquil outline of the lake.
And lighting up the two people standing very close on the terrace.
The cold air made Jiang Jian Yue shiver slightly, the chill seeping through the collar of her yukata.
Yuki Asahi noticed immediately.
He turned, spreading his arms without hesitation, encircling her entirely and shielding her from the cold wind with his body.
“…”
Jiang Jian Yue’s breath caught instantly.
The embrace was tight and assertive, carrying the heat of youth and wrapping her completely.
The vibration of his chest transmitted through the thin yukata, his heartbeat astonishingly fast.
A senpai in a yukata… also looks beautiful.
Jiang Jian Yue looked up slightly, her gaze crashing into the boy’s as he looked down—those Golden Eyes shone fiercely in the flickering fireworks, emotions raging inside, along with a trace of resolve.
“Senpai…”
His voice was soft, almost drowned by the sound of exploding fireworks, yet struck her heart with clarity.
“Just now… wasn’t the end.”
Before Jiang Jian Yue could react or refuse, his lips descended again.
This time, it wasn’t the previous probing, impulsive collision.
As if he’d learned his lesson, his actions were focused, repressed, and even more aggressive.
One hand held her waist tightly, making escape impossible.
The other cupped her cheek, his thumb pressing with undeniable strength, forcing her lips to part.
Dominant, greedy, with a tenacious grip that wouldn’t let go.
Fireworks boomed and shattered overhead, their brilliant lights flowing and shifting across their tightly shut eyelids.
The urge to resist gradually crumbled.
Deep inside her, a strange, surging feeling she’d been suppressing…
Too underhanded…
Her fingers, which had been pushing against the front of his yukata, slowly curled and gripped unconsciously.
Her breath was completely stolen.
Her consciousness blurred in the intertwining of oxygen deprivation and that strange sensation.
Just as she felt she was about to melt in this overwhelming heat and embrace—
The firework display seemed to reach its climax.
The last few giant orbs soared into the sky, roaring thunderously before bursting into a sky of brilliant fire, then slowly fading away.
The night returned to silent blue, only fine snow drifting quietly down.
Their lips gradually parted.
Ragged breathing sounded especially clear on the quiet terrace.
Jiang Jian Yue felt weak all over, almost entirely leaning into Yuki Asahi’s arms.
Her cheeks were flushed, red pupils misted with confusion and a trace of lingering panic.
Yuki Asahi looked down at this never-before-seen expression of his senpai, his heart pounding wildly.
The thrill from the deep kiss and the faint responses from her filled him with unprecedented joy and hope.
His throat moved slightly, his voice trembling with excitement and nervousness, laced with a desperate longing.
“Senpai… please be my girlfriend!”
The words struck Jiang Jian Yue’s chaotic senses and confused heart like a bolt of cold lightning.
Girlfriend?!
She snapped out of the previously hazy, ambiguous atmosphere in an instant.
Almost instinctively, Jiang Jian Yue pushed Yuki Asahi away forcefully, stumbling back a step and bumping into the cold terrace railing.
“I…”
“Senpai!”
Yuki Asahi interrupted, recalling the words he’d spoken before.
“You said it, right? As long as… as long as you fall for me…”
“Isn’t this what liking someone means?”
Eh… Like…?
A trace of struggle and confusion appeared on Jiang Jian Yue’s face.
Rational analysis, rational analysis—this… this definitely isn’t liking!
Like… Like is…
Jiang Jian Yue pressed her lips tightly together, then lowered her head—she didn’t even know what “liking” was.
But… inside, there was a feeling she couldn’t comprehend at all.
That shouldn’t be “like”, right?
She just didn’t refuse.
Not refusing doesn’t mean liking!
So-called adults are a species who, after talking tough, still think they haven’t.
Yuki Asahi’s Golden Eyes quietly brightened, sensory threads extending outward.
He quickly sensed that the emotion resonating within Jiang Jian Yue, similar to his own, was being suppressed by fear and resistance.
“Yue. Can I call you that?”
Shyness squeezed out some of the fear, and the suppressed “emotion” became active again, wrapped in embarrassment.
“Whatever.”
“You should know my ability, right?”
“Mm…”
Jiang Jian Yue let out a faint whimper, sensing what he was about to say.
“I can feel it, Yue. Our feelings of ‘liking’ are the same.”
I like you. You like me.
“So, don’t lie to me anymore, Yue.”
Yuki Asahi’s words carried a strange magic, a hint of stubbornness and firmness.
Jiang Jian Yue pressed her lips tightly, her nose tingling, eyes growing moist as she whispered, “Idiot…”
“Can’t you… leave me… some… dignity?”
A teardrop finally rolled down, heavy with emotion.
At the instant it fell and splashed on the icy terrace floor—
The light in Yuki Asahi’s eyes went out, leaving only pain and helplessness.
This was never what he wanted to see.
“I’m sorry.”
His voice was low and hoarse, thick with regret.
“I’m sorry… Yue… I was… too impatient.”
Golden Eyes fixed on her lowered lashes, now wet with tears.
“I just… I wanted to make sure. Make sure it wasn’t my imagination. Make sure of Yue’s feelings. Even if it was just a little…”
Poof!
Then a fist landed in his abdomen.
Yuki Asahi bent slightly, looking at Jiang Jian Yue in confusion.
Why hit me?
Tears still on her face, Jiang Jian Yue’s expression gradually returned to normal—the normal icy facade.
“Come on, let’s fight.”
Jiang Jian Yue’s eyes burned with a kind of reckless abandon.
Yes, Jiang Jian Yue finally realized.
She really did like Yuki Asahi…
When did it start?
She couldn’t quite remember.
Maybe when Yuki Asahi was confessed to by Kaori Onishi and she felt strangely irritated and jealous?
Or when he started taking care of her?
Or maybe the time he absorbed her negative emotions?
Or… even earlier?
So I wasn’t incapable of liking someone…
I was just stubborn!
—This fact made her a little distressed.
But the lingering pride of adulthood and masculinity inside told her she couldn’t just accept Yuki Asahi so easily.
If she agreed easily, wouldn’t it seem too cheap?
Though she’d already acted pretty cheap.
“Eh, eh, eh?”
“Beat me and I’ll be your girlfriend… To be blunt, don’t you just want to get with me? Beat me, and you can do whatever you want, however long you want!”
Jiang Jian Yue completely abandoned any thought of careful wording, letting unfiltered words tumble from her mouth.
As mentioned before, once Jiang Jian Yue gave up on polite conversation, even she didn’t know what she’d say.
“Senpai? You?”
Yuki Asahi’s pupils shook.
Jiang Jian Yue’s current appearance was even more shocking than her previous embarrassment.
“This—this is what you said! Wait! Shouldn’t we change places first?!”
***
On the Fireworks Boat, Koji Hattori held binoculars, peering at a certain room on the Seventh Floor of the hotel.
“How is it?”
Saori Saiyonji stood beside him, speaking softly.
“With such romantic fireworks, they must have gotten together, right?”
“Yeah, they even kissed just now.”
Koji Hattori frowned.
“That’s great, they must be a couple now.”
“No.”
The smile on Saori Saiyonji’s face froze.
“No? What do you mean?”
“The mood is off.”
Koji Hattori gripped the binoculars tightly, then suddenly lowered them, rubbing his eyes.
He raised the binoculars again, then punched the side of the boat.
“It’s over! They’re fighting!”
“Hah?”
Saori Saiyonji was full of question marks.
Even if they failed, it shouldn’t end in a fight… right?
Good luck Yuki ☆*:.｡.o(≧▽≦)o.｡.:*☆
Fuck it’s so good
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