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She was even more mature than madam, her every move carried a lingering charm.

Threading the needle, pulling the thread.

The lighting in the room was very dim, and it was hard to imagine how the beautiful lady could complete her handicraft under such conditions.

"Auntie Akiyama, can you see clearly?"

Haruka Yuzan couldn't help but voice his concern.

"No problem....."

Mariko Akiyama revealed a smile that was warm and gentle:

"Practice makes perfect. After doing it for so long, you naturally know when to tighten and when to relax."

"Is that so?"

Haruka Yuzan felt that what the lady said made a lot of sense and decided not to pursue the matter further.

He continued to lazily lie by the wooden table, ready for a nap.

The other pretty girls all went back to their rooms.

As for himself?

Of course, he wouldn't admit to being chased out.

He just liked lying in the living room, watching the rain and sleeping.

As for Miss Oto?

She had been strongly against leaving Haruka Yuzan's side, but then, she was called away by her father in Tokyo, over the phone.

She went to another room..... to have a eting.

Thus, the pretty young girls planned to undress and take a nap in their rooms. Although he had seen each of their bodies before, the issue of face still mattered to everyone.

With hardly any dissent, he was forcefully excluded.

Alas.

What a pity, how nice it would have been to sleep under the sa blanket together.

Of course, not everyone was against it; a certain blonde Little She-Devil was quite willing to add Haruka Yuzan to the mix.

However, after she was thoroughly beaten up by a tomboy, she also ekly changed her vote.

"Why couldn't you hold on a bit longer?! Misaki, you truly disappoint ."

As Haruka Yuzan thought this, he slowly drifted into dreamland.

However, while the rain created an artistic atmosphere in the countryside, staying in the room felt hot and stuffy.

It wasn't long before Haruka Yuzan was woken up by the heat.

The damp and stuffy feeling was quite uncomfortable for him.

It was still raining outside; the courtyard was completely engulfed by the rain.

Turning his head, he saw that the beautiful woman nearby wasn't faring any better.

The collar of the lady's skirt was already dampened with sweat, clinging stickily to her skin as she sat by the coffee table, still working on her handicrafts.

"Hmm? What's the matter, Mr. Haruka?"

Seemingly noticing the young man's gaze, Mariko Akiyama asked curiously.

"It's nothing, just woke up."

"Is it too hot for you? I'll go get you a fan."

Almost inheriting the sa kind-hearted nature, Mariko Akiyama got up to fetch him a fan.

"No need, no need."

Haruka Yuzan quickly stopped her.

"Auntie Akiyama, there's no need to bother yourself, it's raining outside today, it's not hot at all."

"Really? Haruka, if you need anything, just tell , please don't be polite."

Mariko Akiyama hesitated for a mont before speaking softly.

"It's really not necessary, Auntie Akiyama, I've been under your care for this period, and I am very grateful for that."

Haruka Yuzan said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Mariko Akiyama shook her head:

"No, I should be the one thanking you. Thanks to you, Reiko could live in Tokyo... and had the chance to bring Rika over as well..."

"Sister Reiko is a very hardworking and gentle person, even without , she would have succeeded," Haruka Yuzan modestly replied.

But Mariko Akiyama clearly didn't believe him; she was no longer a young girl and understood that even with hard work, rewards aren't always guaranteed.

There might be results, but the quality of those results is not sothing most people can grasp.

So, even though Haruka Yuzan was modest, she still knew that the reason Reiko Onodera was able to have a stable job and life in Tokyo

Was eighty percent because of the young man before her.

"I really appreciate what you have done."

As a mother, Mariko Akiyama even stood up and deeply bowed to Haruka Yuzan.

Although he knew it was a custom of the Island Country, Haruka Yuzan still felt a bit awkward and quickly stood up to try to help the beautiful lady.

"It's really no trouble at all, Auntie Akiyama. Sister Reiko has been a big help in the villa as well."

With Sister Reiko, the villa felt like a ho, not just a cold building.

He rembered every single thing the lady had done.

Reminiscing, everything began from the ti he interviewed Reiko Onodera.

The first massage, the first ti buying a nightgown, the first ti cleaning, the first ti shopping, the first ti visiting the set at the supermarket, the first barbecue... (Ti flies so fast; for so reason I nearly cried just now, feeling as if I was the one who experienced it all...)

Between them, there were far too many "first tis".

The lady held an indelible place in Haruka Yuzan's heart.

"Auntie Akiyama, if it's possible, please co back to Tokyo with us the day after tomorrow."

"Hmm... Ah?"

If possible, he was determined to fulfill Sister Reiko's wish list.

It wasn't just a matter of responsibility to the lady, but also an affirmation of his past.

......

The rain continued to fall.

The damp climate today was perfect for eating sukiyaki.

At dinner ti, the group sat around the dining table, with steam bubbling from the copper pot.

A fragrance filled the living room.

The television was broadcasting the popular series... "The Quintessential Quintuplets".

However, Haruka Yuzan found it sowhat dull, as his own life was more exciting than Quintuplets.

"Shall we, have a drink?"

Suddenly, Arisugawa Hoshina asked.

"Drink?"

"Yes, because we're leaving the day after tomorrow, I thought we could have a little."

......

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