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It doesn't matter anymore, does it? She knows why she can't get the duck leg.
As for my sister, who cares? She can eat at home all the time anyway.
Just as Kitahara Hakuba was about to make a move against Inayuka, Kitahara Ai suddenly remembered something and said:
"Tan! You can stay here overnight after you finish eating. All your suitcases are here. I have a super fun Monopoly game, and now that there are so many of us, we can play it!"
Her words immediately earned her mother's approval:
"Yes, yes, Qingxiang hasn't come back to stay either. There's a spare room on the second floor. I'll go tidy it up in a bit. There's plenty of room."
Just as Kitahara Hakuba thought the suggestion was boring, unrealistic, and would soon be politely rejected, he noticed that the three people were silent.
His gaze unconsciously drifted to the extremely polite and well-mannered Nagase Tsukiyo.
But she seemed busy, sipping the duck soup repeatedly, unable to free her mouth.
Moonlit Mulberry?
Let's not drink the duck soup yet, let's talk first, Moonlit Sang?
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The air seemed to have been sucked out, leaving only a suffocating silence, broken only by the sound of spoons hitting bowls, urging them to make a decision.
Kitahara Hakuba naturally didn't mind if they stayed overnight, as it would actually make tomorrow's meeting easier.
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Nagase Tsukiyo sipped the duck soup slowly, the rich aroma spreading across her tongue, but her mind was elsewhere.
His fingers unconsciously traced the edge of the bowl, his eyes occasionally glancing at Kitahara Hakuba beside him.
Her palms were slightly sweaty. She absolutely couldn't speak first. She had already missed too many opportunities. If she continued to be polite this time, but the girl's expression was awkward and unskilled, clearly expressing the emotion of "I heard you, but I don't want to speak first."
Saito Haruka, chopsticks in hand, pursed her lips and said in a pretentious tone:
Nagase Tsukiyo raised her beautiful eyebrows slightly, a hint of dissatisfaction and barely perceptible wariness flashing across her face.
She put down the bowl in her hand. Because Kitahara's parents and younger sister were present, the girl didn't show any impatience. She smiled at Kitahara's mother and said:
"Wouldn't this be too much trouble for you? I'm really sorry to be eating and staying here."
“It’s alright, what’s the big deal? I love having lots of people around,” Kitahara’s mother said.
“There are enough rooms, don’t worry.” Kitahara’s father added, as if to dispel their concerns. Nagase Tsukiyo’s face showed a respectful smile, and his gaze was on Eri, who was eating in silence. The only sound could be the sound of her blowing on the duck soup.
No, I can't be like Haruno and shift the blame onto Eri.
“I remember your family owns many houses in Tokyo, right?” Saito Harutori’s face was full of smiles. “After all, you’re a young lady from a wealthy family.”
Nagase Tsukiyo frowned:
"Huh? Young lady?" Kitahara Ai exclaimed, her eyes wide. "Is she one of those rich young ladies on TV?"
She had sensed something was off long ago. Every time, this woman with the beautiful legs would add the interjection "dropping her stockings," which sounded really awkward to an ordinary person like her.
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"That's right, the Yueye family is practically the richest family in our area, their house is huge!"
Saito Harutori introduced Nagase to the Kitahara family with a beaming smile.
"How many square meters is the moonlit night? Six hundred? Or seven hundred?"
Nagase Tsukiyo's face darkened, a faint glint of anger appearing in her eyes, which held a questioning look, as if to say, "What are you trying to do by saying all this now?"
“Oh…” Kitahara’s mother’s lips moved, as if she wanted to say something, but hesitated.
Kitahara Hakuba knew what her mother was thinking. Knowing about Nagase Tsukiyo's family background, she began to worry that the girl would look down on living here.
After all, my home is only a little over 100 square meters, and the facilities are quite basic.
“Qingniao, that’s my parents’ house. You can say I have good living conditions, but you can’t say I’m living a life of luxury. As long as it’s habitable, I can accept it.”
Nagase Tsukiyo's tone was filled with a sense of pressure, as if to say, "If you want to come, I'll come with you."
Saito Harutori tilted her head and smiled:
"But you always want the best of everything, I'm worried you won't be able to sleep here."
"Because my own strength allows me to obtain the best, don't you think it's going too far to deliberately distort and twist this?" Nagase Tsukiyo retorted. *3~8 Read.com· ¨Free!^Reading¨
She was somewhat angry, her brows furrowed, and her chest rose and fell slightly beneath the thin fabric.
Kitahara Hakuba couldn't help but sigh, she was really easily provoked.
He stirred the duck soup with a spoon as if he were doing so, observing his parents' expressions.
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Saito Haruka's smile remained sweet, but the joy didn't reach her eyes at all.
"So, are you planning to stay overnight, Moonlight?"
Nagase Tsukiyo's anger froze instantly. Her lips parted slightly, her fingers unconsciously clenched, and she stood up, giving a slight bow to Kitahara's parents. Her voice was soft yet dignified.
"Thank you very much for your generous hospitality. It is my honor to stay at your home."
Kitahara's father didn't know what to say, so he just nodded and ate.
"Then I'll stay too, so we don't have to meet up again tomorrow," Saito Harutori said with a smile.
Kitahara Ai asked, "Where's Kanzaki-nee?"
Eri Kanzaki, like a little hamster, focused intently on chewing her food, nodding and murmuring:
"Leave."
At this moment, Kitahara Hakuba finally stood up and changed the subject, saying:
"Dad, you've worked hard. Here's a duck leg for you."
"Mom, being a housewife is hard work too. Here, have a duck leg."
Okay, that's fine for the duck legs. If we don't eat the paddy field ducks soon, they'll cry.
"Neither your dad nor I like to eat leg meat, so we'll leave it for you guys."
Kitahara's mother picked up a duck leg, but realized she didn't know who to give it to, so she just stood there blankly in her bowl.
"No, last time I took them to Sapporo for dinner, they couldn't even finish a duck leg, it's such a waste."
Kitahara Hakuba advised, "Next time, remember to cut the duck legs into pieces next time, it will be easier to eat that way."
Actually, Kitahara Hakuba dislikes having the leg cut into pieces the most, because the whole leg is the most appetizing. Only in this way can you know that you are eating the leg.
Just like a beautiful girl's legs, touching one whole leg feels great, but touching both legs would be even better.
To hide her embarrassment, Kitahara's mother forced a dry laugh and said:
"We originally intended to save it for you, but it turned out that we two old men ate it."
Saito Harutori said with a smile:
"No, Auntie and Uncle are both very young, and Mr. Kitahara has been treating us to meals in Hokkaido all the time, so we really don't have big appetites."
"Help yourselves to whatever you want to eat, don't be shy," Kitahara Hakuba said.
"Delicious," Eri Kanzaki said contentedly.
Kitahara's mother was very happy and said to her, "Eri-chan, you're so thin, you should eat more. You'll look better if you're a little rounder."
"Thank you, but I can't eat anymore," said Eri Kanzaki, putting down her chopsticks. "Thank you for the meal."
Every word she spoke carried a gentle warmth, as soft as a whisper overflowing from the depths of her heart, making Kitahara's mother want to touch her face.
After dinner, Saito and Nagase wanted to help wash the dishes, but their parents and sister refused.
"I'm sorry, I only have one bathroom at home, you guys go ahead and shower."
Of course, if you want the three of you to shower together, that's fine too. Although the bathtub is small, you can squeeze in if you want. It's all up to you, Kitahara Hakuba thought.
Previously, the bathwater in the bathroom was reused.
Usually, the mother and younger sister would soak first, and then Kitahara Hakuba would soak last before the water was rinsed away.
My mother said there was no need to worry about hygiene, as the "essence" would be washed away during the shower, and there wouldn't be much "essence" left after a bath.
However, Kitahara Hakuba found it difficult to accept this as they grew up, and suggested that they change this habit.
After a while, Kitahara's mother came down from upstairs.
"I'm sorry, Haruka locked her door. Could the three of you please stay in the same room?"
Kitahara Hakuba retorted, "Locked up? What kind of shady stuff is in her room?"
"Three people per room?" Nagase Tsukiyo was stunned.
Let her live with Haruno and Eri?
However, her slight fear was interpreted by Kitahara's mother as dissatisfaction with the accommodation, and she quickly smiled and said:
"Then, Miss Moonlit Night, you can stay in White Horse's room. His rooms are always very well maintained."
"Huh?"
Nagase Tsukiyo's face flushed slightly. She subconsciously thought it meant sleeping with Kitahara-sensei, and said with a touch of shyness,
"It's okay, it's okay. Three people can sleep in the same room. We used to sleep together a lot when we were kids."
"Hmm! Speaking of which, when was the last time we slept together?" Saito Haruka said, looking thoughtful.
Eri Kanzaki spoke up:
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"The few days we spent at Lake Inawashiro during my junior high school graduation trip."
Nagase Tsukiyo's gaze softened, as if time had reversed, returning to that Mirror Lake, to that star-studded night, to the laughter and joy of the three of them huddled under the white blankets.
"So who should take a shower first?" Saito Harutori stroked her soft arm. "I sweated a lot on the way here, so I feel a bit sticky."
Nagase Tsukiyo's eyelids drooped slightly; the three of them used to even bathe together.
She remembered clearly that Haruno had a small black mole on her right breast, and that Huili's body was as white as jade, without any flaws.