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The extended umbrella handle rested in Yukino's palm, while Su Qing held the other end, the umbrella fabric still damp with water.
Yukino instinctively gripped the umbrella handle, and she could vaguely feel the lingering warmth from Su Qing's grip all the way.
That... was Su Qing's temperature.
The two were separated by an umbrella, yet it felt as if they were from different worlds.
At the other end of the umbrella handle lies Yukino's world.
That world was warm. As warm as lingering warmth.
Beyond the umbrella lies Su Qing's world.
And this world is cold. As cold as rain.
Two completely different worlds are now intertwined by an umbrella.
Similarly, so too are warmth and cold.
"There's something I forgot to say."
"What?"
"The minister does indeed have to consider more than the members, because that's the minister's responsibility." Su Qing paused, his voice exceptionally clear in the rain, and then he smiled:
“But… when the minister upholds her principles and lends a helping hand to others, the members will also lend a helping hand to the minister.” “That… is also the responsibility of the members, isn’t it?”
The rain was still falling, splashing up sprays of water.
Su Qing looked at Yukino with a faint smile on her face.
Yukino's expression was complicated. She bit her lip gently, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't.
After a moment, she turned her head away and said softly:
"Glib tongue..."
However, her tone did not show anger or dissatisfaction; instead, it carried a subtle, almost imperceptible smile.
Then, she quickly added:
"But... thank you."
The sound was very soft, almost drowned out by the rain, but it was so clear in the rain.
Su Qing smiled and said nothing.
After saying goodbye, Su Qing finally embarked on her journey home.
His figure gradually blurred in Yukino's sight until he finally disappeared around the corner, as if swallowed up by the night and the rain, leaving only a series of footsteps echoing in the silent air, announcing his departure.
Yukino stood there, watching the direction Su Qing disappeared in, her heart filled with complex emotions. Only after that last figure had completely vanished did she slowly turn around and begin her journey home.
Everything proceeded as usual—swiping the card, pushing the door, stepping into the elevator lobby, pressing the elevator button, quietly waiting for the elevator to arrive, and then skillfully pressing the button for the floor where one was.
The only difference is probably the lingering warmth in my palm at this moment...
No, there should be something else.
……
"Wait... I think I haven't taken in the clothes I just hung out to dry yesterday?"
As Su Qing walked along the road with his umbrella, he felt the pressure of the continuous drizzle hitting the umbrella fabric, and only then did he suddenly remember this matter.
"Speaking of which, Mahiru should be home right now, right?"
But he quickly shook his head and muttered to himself:
"I feel bad troubling others to collect the laundry... and it should be soaked through by now."
"Never mind, there aren't many items, I'll just wash them again."
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Yes, what is Mahiru doing at Su Qing's house right now?
and many more……
Why emphasize that it is the Su Qing family?
……
PS: Next episode preview—Mahiru, what exactly have you been doing?!
Chapter 164 The True Day When Su Qing Is Away
Let's rewind to a few hours earlier.
Mahiru's family.
Today, due to the lack of club activities and overly deep interpersonal relationships, Mahiru returned home early as usual.
After finishing her homework and reviewing her lessons, Mahiru takes a short break, changes into yoga clothes, and begins her daily yoga practice to manage her figure.
This can be considered one of her few hobbies.
After finishing her yoga session, she would normally start preparing dinner.
But ever since she made a dinner pact with Su Qing, she has gradually developed the habit of taking a shower after doing yoga.
After all, she didn't want to see Su Qing covered in sweat.
Of course, at the very beginning, she simply maintained an attitude of respect for others.
Although Su Qing lived right across the street, and it was only a few steps from his doorstep, he was only going to his house to cook and have dinner together.
But Mahiru still felt that it wasn't good.
That is really impolite.
As for now?
Forget about manners and etiquette; they all go to hell in the face of a young girl's shyness!
Mahiru just wants to show her most beautiful and best side to the people she likes; this is a common human trait.
To be more precise, this is a common characteristic of young men and women in love.
In short, this is an undeniable and perfectly justifiable thing to do.
Of course, she doesn't practice yoga at this time every day.
Sometimes, due to various reasons, I get back a little later; or the steps required to prepare dinner are more complicated, which takes more time.
In these situations, she would often choose to rest for a while after dinner and then do yoga when she returned home.
Speaking of dinner...
"I wonder what he wants to eat today?"
The "he" here naturally refers to Su Qing.
Mahiru had just stepped out of the warm bathroom, wearing a soft and comfortable nightgown typical of autumn. It was warm yet elegant, gently clinging to her delicate skin and outlining the youthful curves unique to a young girl.
A faint mist lingered around it, carrying an indescribable freshness and purity.
As for her beautiful flaxen hair, it was gently wrapped in a simple yet exquisite headscarf, embroidered with a few delicate little flowers, which complemented the color of her pajamas and added a touch of gentleness.
A few unruly strands of hair quietly fell onto her shoulders, glistening with the water droplets left in the bathroom.
Mahiru first took out the hairdryer from its usual spot, then untied her headscarf and muttered to herself while drying her hair.
To be honest, although Mahiru has been having dinner with Su Qing for over a month, she doesn't really know much about his eating habits.
It wasn't that Mahiru wasn't observant enough, or perhaps she simply never asked Su Qing what dietary restrictions she had.
Su Qing really does eat everything and loves to eat everything (especially Mahiru cuisine).
……
This happened on a certain day.
"Is there anything you'd like to eat tonight?" Mahiru asked.
“Me? I’m fine with anything.” Su Qing answered without hesitation.
"People who say 'whatever' are often the most troublesome..." Mahiru's voice was neither cold nor indifferent, but a hint of helplessness could be heard.
Sometimes, coming up with a menu is actually more difficult than actually cooking the dishes.
The former refers to the soul, while the latter refers to the body.
But for most people, the former is the most difficult.
because……
"Are you full?" and "Ugly Group" are starting!
……
Upon hearing this, Su Qing was taken aback at first, but after thinking about it carefully, he realized that what the other person said actually made a lot of sense.
So he started thinking about what he wanted to eat that night.
Finally, it was concluded that...
I don’t know.
"Your cooking is delicious no matter what, and I love it all, so just cook whatever you want." Since she really couldn't think of anything to eat, Su Qing decided to win back her sincerity with sincerity.
“…What is that?” Mahiru said coquettishly, but she wasn’t blaming Su Qing for being glib.
"I'm telling the truth. Every time you cook, I eat every last bite." Su Qing raised an eyebrow, her tone slightly displeased.
"...I understand. Since you say so, I'll have to develop some new dishes for you today."
That's right, developing new dishes is one of Mahiru's hobbies besides yoga.
However, what Mahiru just said was just a joke with Su Qing.
She wouldn't use the opportunity of having dinner with Su Qing to try out new dishes.
Unexpectedly, Su Qing's lips curled up slightly, and she chuckled softly:
"Really? That makes me really look forward to it."
The boy's tone was so sincere that Mahiru could only blush slightly, turn her head away, and mutter softly:
"Expecting something...Aren't you an idiot?"
……
Fortunately, after spending more than a month together, Su Qing's stomach gradually took on the shape of Mahiru Cuisine.
Although Su Qing couldn't suggest any new dishes, he could still make some choices from the dishes that Mahiru had already shown.
For example: tempura, hamburger patties, tamagoyaki, etc.
With her hair almost dry, Mahiru put down the hairdryer.
I glanced at my phone; it was almost time to prepare dinner.
Mahiru took the spare key to Su Qing's house and went to Su Qing's door.
He skillfully inserted the key, turned it, and opened the door, just like he was going home.
"I'm here," Mahiru greeted tentatively, but unfortunately, she received no response.
The absence of light from the living room at the end of the entryway further confirms that Su Qing is not at home at this time.
"Hasn't he come back yet?" Mahiru sighed softly, then went to the living room and turned on the lights.
You should know that at the very beginning, Su Qing also went straight home after school, just like her.
If I need to help the teacher with some things after school, it's usually the other teacher who goes home first.
All of this changed after the other party joined the club.
Although it made me quite happy to get a spare key to their house...
No, what am I happy about?
Feeling happy because you got someone else's spare key...
Isn't that a bit too strange?!