As the yacht sliced through the white waves, it gradually departed from the tourist island.
After breakfast, everyone boarded the Nakiri family's private yacht in preparation to return.
Standing at the railing, watching the island recede into the distance, the girls couldn't help but feel a bit sentintal.
After all, they had a great ti over the past three days, and so of the girls even fulfilled their wishes.
The weather today was excellent, and standing on the deck, they could feel the refreshing sea breeze blowing on their faces.
Hachiman stood at the bow of the ship, with Kotonoha naturally feeling a bit seasick by his side.
Taking her soft hand, Hachiman secretly infused so healing light to alleviate her seasickness.
Was it really because of Hachiman?
Having Hachiman by her side was truly wonderful.
Feeling the warmth from his palm, Kotonoha's face lit up with a happy smile.
However, seeing the two holding hands, Yumiko couldn't help but feel a bit jealous.
"Hmph, what are you doing tightly holding onto Kotonoha's hand? Are you being a pervert?"
Seeing the girl's jealous expression, Hachiman couldn't help but chuckle.
"I'm not taking advantage of Kotonoha, I'm just helping her with her seasickness."
"Hah, treating seasickness?" Yumiko naturally didn't believe Hachiman's words.
"Do you think I'm stupid? Holding soone's hand can't treat seasickness."
Kotonoha hurriedly explained, "It's true, Miura-san. Hachiman-kun really is helping with my seasickness, and I feel much better now."
Although her words were convincing, coupled with the blush on Kotonoha's face, it still seed suspicious, but Yumiko chose not to believe it.
At this mont, Hachiman also feigned a sigh, displaying a sorrowful expression.
"Oh, Yumiko, don't you trust ? Do you think I'm an incorrigible pervert deep down?"
Regrettably, Yumiko wasn't swayed by his pretense. She regarded him with a look that seed to ask, "Are you not a pervert and just unaware of it?"
Considering all the things Hachiman had done to her, how could he dare to claim he wasn't a pervert?!
Reflecting on Hachiman's actions, Yumiko blushed and then shot him a fierce glare.
Observing her reaction, Hachiman realized she didn't believe him at all. He shrugged and remarked, "Well, whether you believe it or not, I do possess so basic healing techniques. You've even experienced it firsthand before, haven't you?"
He was referring to the occasion when he used holy light to massage Yumiko's head.
Given the association of holy light with purification and treatnt, Hachiman wasn't rely making baseless assertions about his ability to heal.
Recalling the day when Hachiman used holy light to massage her head, Yumiko admitted that it was indeed very comforting. Furthermore, after the massage, the fatigue from her lack of sleep had vanished.
Could this guy truly possess healing abilities?
From light novels to culinary skills, kendo, tennis... and now healing too...
Is there anything this guy doesn't know?
Watching Hachiman gaze out at the sea, Yumiko's mind began to wander.
...
When the cruise ship docked, it was already past ten o'clock.
Erina and her friends rode back ho in the Nakiri family's car, while Hachiman and the others took the pre-arranged bus to return ho.
After about an hour, the two buses stopped near Hachiman's house.
Since it was nearly lunchti, Hachiman, being the host, naturally suggested extending their hospitality and invited the girls to have lunch together at his place.
After lunch, everyone went their separate ways.
Gabriel was eager to return to her apartnt. After all, these past few days at the beach without internet access ant she could only play offline gas. Now that she was back ho, she was excited to catch up on online gaming.
However, whether this plan would co to fruition remained to be seen.
Vignette followed behind Gabriel and arrived at her apartnt door as well.
Seeing Vignette trailing behind her, Gabriel felt puzzled.
"Vigne, are you coming over to my place as a guest?"
Vignette nodded at first, then shook her head. "Not exactly, Gab. You've been away for several days, right? Your place must be quite dusty, so I thought I'd help you clean up a bit."
Hearing Vignette's words, Gabriel's face lit up with a smile. "Huh? Vigne, are you going to help clean my room? That's so kind of you."
But Vignette's next words wiped the smile off her face.
"It's not just . Gab, you're going to help clean too."
"No way, cleaning is such a hassle," Gabriel refused without hesitation.
"This is your apartnt, Gab. Do you want , your guest, to clean it all by myself?" Vignette put her hands on her hips, her face showing an annoyed expression.
"I don't need to clean my apartnt," Gabriel said with an indifferent expression.
"I only need my gas."
Upon hearing this, a few '#' marks appeared on Vignette's forehead.
She was the one who knew her friend best.
The room was full of trash, discarded books scattered everywhere, leftover instant noodle boxes, and bento containers...
If it weren't for her occasional help with cleaning the apartnt, it probably wouldn't be livable.
"Don't just think about playing gas, you idiot Gab!"
"No matter what, you're cleaning the apartnt with today."
"I don't want to, I want to play gas."
...
As the two argued at the door, another person walked up the stairs to the second floor.
With cherry-colored long hair, bangs cut straight across, two braids on either side of her head, and a serious expression on her face, her vivid blue eyes glead with determination.
It was none other than Mafuyu Kirisu, who had just finished dinner with them.
She arrived at Gabriel's door, took out her key, and opened it.
Seeing this scene, Vignette was surprised. "Kirisu-sensei? You live here too?!"
Hearing the familiar voice, Mafuyu turned around and looked at Gabriel and Vignette not far away, showing the sa surprised expression.
"Huh? Vignette-san, what are you doing here? Do you live here too?"
She knew that when she first moved in, she visited her neighbor, Gabriel, who lived here, but she didn't know about Vignette.
"No, I live nearby. Today, I'm just here to help Gab clean up her apartnt," Vignette shook her head.
"Clean up the apartnt..."
Hearing this, Mafuyu also thought about her ssy apartnt, and a hint of panic flashed across her face.
No, she absolutely couldn't let Vignette and the others know how ssy her apartnt was, or else where would her dignity as a teacher go?
Thinking this, Mafuyu put on a calm expression and nodded.
"Well, thanks for your hard work, Vignette-san. I'll head back now."
With that, she quickly opened the door and went inside.
Seeing Mafuyu like this, Vignette felt puzzled, but she quickly pushed the question aside.
What she needed to do now was to get Gabriel to clean the apartnt with her.
"Gab, hurry up and open the door for ."
"I don't want to, Vigne. You can go back, I can handle it on my own."
"I don't know you that well, how could you possibly clean your room alone? Hurry up and open the door."
"I don't want to!!!"
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