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  [colpse]Merry Christmas

  Tsuki Akiyama rubbed her forehead, grittieeth as he said, “That guy’s iion is definitely aimed at my sister; he definitely means no good.”

  “Hmm…” Mrs. Akiyama tilted her head, blihen looked at her younger daughter and said casually, “Does An- like Chiba-kun? If she does, then it’s fine.”

  An Akiyama rubbed her reddened cheeks and shook her head bnkly, “I don’t know. I’m hungry and want to eat.”

  Mrs. Akiyama agreed, “That’s true. It’s already noo’s eat first.”

  Tsuki Akiyama felt a twit her temple and was truly despairing of the two of them. “...Doesn’t Mom worry about sis being bullied? How could Dad, such a smart person, have been ied in Mom? Wasn’t he not very popur at school?”

  Upon hearing her daughter’s ent, Mrs. Akiyama not only wasn’t upset but felt quite proud. She even touched her flushed fad reminisced, “Yes, a lot of girls were after him back then, but in the end, I was the one who won~”

  Tsuki Akiyama's mouth twitched at the ers of her lips and couldn’t help but ask, “How did you win?”

  Mrs. Akiyama’s face was full of pride as she replied, “Because I’m silly. Your dad was always worried and couldn’t rest easy, afraid that I might be deceived if he wasn’t around, so he e.”

  Tsuki Akiyama’s eyes widened in disbelief. That actually worked?

  “Wow, Mom, you’re amazing.” An Akiyama said with sparkling eyes.

  Mrs. Akiyama patted her younger daughter on the head and said, “An- will definitely be able to do it too~”

  Tsuki Akiyama sighed heavily, feelially exhausted. She then patted her face, trying to get herself together. “Fet about it. I’ll ha. Where is he now?”

  Mrs. Akiyama thought for a moment, her finger on her lips. “He should be out to eat. But the ma office is right door, so Chiba-kun should be back soon.”

  “I’ll go wait door. You two stay put and don’t wander off.” Tsuki Akiyama turned and walked away quickly, her steps showing a sense ency.

  Seeing this, Mrs. Akiyama smiled gently. “Tsuki- really is a worrywart, just like her father.”

  “Mom, did Dad ever trick you into his bedroom and do all sorts of weird things back then?” An Akiyama suddenly asked with curiosity.

  Mrs. Akiyama’s face lit up with excitement and nostalgia. “Yes, he did. I was really startled at the time. I didn’t expect him to have that kind of i.”

  “What kind of i? I’m really curious.” An Akiyama g to her mother’s arm, pressing for more details.

  “You ’t be told such things~” Mrs. Akiyama tapped An’s perky nose. “Let’s go eat first. Aren’t you hungry? I’ll bring some back for your sister ter.”

  …….

  After making the Yoshinoya manager feel thhly unfortable, Shuichi Chiba finally let him off the hook auro the ma office.

  As soon as he entered, he saw a girl with a high ponytail, a stern expression, and an outstanding appearaanding there with her arms crossed.

  Her features resembled An Akiyama’s to some extent, but with added sharpness and iy. Unlike An’s cultivated aloofness, this girl gave off a genuinely unapproachable vibe.

  Seeing the newer, Tsuki Akiyama gave him a thh once-over and slightly lifted her . “You must be Chiba?”

  “That’s quite an impolite way to address me, isn’t it, President?” Shuichi Chiba replied with a hint of pyful sarcasm.

  Tsuki Akiyama’s expression remained impassive. “ the tract be terminated?”

  “Of course not.” Shuichi Chiba immediately rejected the request.

  Are you kidding? This is a 300,000 yen monthly sary. And su outstanding manager who quickly develops a sense of belonging—where else you find one?

  If you enter someone like this, you have to hold on to them firmly.

  Tsuki Akiyama wasn’t particurly surprised by the response. She took a deep breath, as if she had already mentally prepared for this, and said resolutely, “I uand. How about I take my sister’s pce?”

  Shuichi Chiba looked puzzled, momentarily fetting about the previous discussion. “Take her p what?”

  Tsuki Akiyama snorted coldly, “Don't pretend as if you know nothing, weren't you just hitting on my sister's idea by giving this kind of favor? I'll fulfill your perverted desires for her, my looks aren't any worse than my sister's, right?”

  Shuichi Chiba hastily reached out to interrupt, “Wait, erverted desires? Speak iail.”

  Tsuki Akiyama gave him a sidelong gnce, “Why are you still pretending when it's e to this? Luring young girls, log them up in the bedroom, and doing all sorts of strahings, isn't that what you want? Bondage, S&M, role-pyic., am I right?”

  Shuichi Chiba’s face darkened with frustration. ‘What’s going on in your head? Did you like ryona? Does a normal person think of these things?’

  Tsuki Akiyama looked at him with a knowing expression. “Aren’t all men like this? Especially rich men like you. Feel free to use whatever methods you want; I won’t give in.”

  “Huh?” Shuichi Chiba uzzled. Not giving in and using whatever methods? Isn’t that a bit tradictory?

  But Tsuki Akiyama tinued as if she hadn’t said anything. “Stop hiding it. It’s useless against me. I kly what kind of person you are. e on, I’m ready. How far are you pnning to go on your first try?”

  Shuichi Chiba stared at her for two seds, then stepped clripping her pointed aing her gaze.

  “Do you think too highly of yourself? Holy, I have no i in disciplining you or anything like that.”

  He’d rather spend his time teasing the dy door…

  Feeling her being held, Tsuki Akiyama’s heart skipped a beat, and a glimmer of excitement fshed in her eyes, as if to say: This is exactly it.

  On the surface, Tsuki Akiyama lifted her slender, pale ned said with a cool, aloof tone,

  “Is this a ‘pua’ tactic? You’re trying to undermine me by belittling me, making me doubt myself, and the me to think I’m utterly worthless so that I’ll obey any of your ands, right?”

  Shuichi Chiba was pletely speechless and, ued in tinuing the versation, headed upstairs.

  Tsuki Akiyama, feeling a bit disappointed and unwilling to give up, followed him upstairs, tinuing her chatter from behind. “ging tactiow? Is this a ‘ py’?”

  Shuichi Chiba turned oairs and looked down at her with a sense of superiority, thinking to himself, 'Is this person crazy? Are both sisters a bit off?'

  While An Akiyama’s natural cluelessness was somewhat endearing, Tsuki Akiyama’s self-importance was a bit irritating…

  Wait a minute.

  Something seems off. Why is her face so flushed? And why does her gaze look like it’s a bit eager?

  Could it be…

  Shuichi Chiba’s mind was stirred, and a rather outndish thought crossed his mind. Could the student cil president, the cool and aloof goddess in everyone’s eyes, actually like ryona?

  He found himself momentarily lost in thought.

  Tsuki Akiyama, feeling his gaze fixed on her, pursed her rosy lips and said, “Is this a ‘gaze py’? It’s quite rare. You seem to know a lot about these things.”

  “No, not as much as you think.” Shuichi Chiba muttered, still absorbed in his ption.

  Shuichi Chiba mentally grumbled, 'Even with all my experience from two lifetimes, I might not know as much as you do.'

  Though the youthful energy of the girl was quite appealing, Shuichi Chiba felt that it could be a bit of a hassle.

  Married women uand how problematic marriage be and don't have excessive illusions or straints. They mutually fulfill each other's needs, provide fort, and bring joy to one another. Isn't that nice?

  But young girls are different…