Fifty meters from the Sawamura family's mansion on the mountaintop, Takashi saw a sign that read: [Private Residence, No Entry].
As the car pulled up to the gate, a servant immediately came over to open the door.
Takashi casually parked his bike by the entrance and looked around the yard. "Your yard is really big."
Unlike a traditional Japanese garden, Eriri's home had a Western-style courtyard.
Though whether it was Sayuri's aesthetic or her husband's, he couldn't tell.
Eriri led Takashi forward. "Then you've never seen the Yozakura family estate—it's ten times bigger than mine."
Takashi replied with a casual "Oh, really?" while silently pulling out his phone to text Miss Yozakura: [Is the Yozakura family's garden really that big?]
Hitomi quickly replied: [Tokyo, Osaka, Nagoya—which one are you talking about?]
Takashi: [The biggest one.]
Hitomi: [They're all about the same—around 7,000 square meters.]
Takashi: […Woof.]
Yae-zakura Hitomi: [Good boy~]
[At 7:21 PM on August 5th, your bank card received a deposit of ¥1,000,000. Current balance: ¥3,225,641.]
Takashi: "…"
What kind of poverty was I living in before!?
Why isn't Hitomi a romance option? Damn it!
Now this is what a real rich woman looks like!
"Eh? Aunt Yukio, what brings you here?"
When they entered the living room, they found a woman in a kimono sitting across from Sayuri.
She looked about the same age as Sayuri, but barely older than a college student—there was no trace of aging on her.
Clearly, she maintained herself well.
Her jet-black hair was elegantly tied up, each strand gleaming with shine—clearly well cared for.
Her slim, well-proportioned figure didn't look like that of a woman who had given birth to two children.
As for how Takashi knew she had two kids—of course, the girl sitting next to her told him.
Next to the kimono-clad woman sat a girl with long, straight black hair, wearing a sleeveless beige blouse and a knee-length sky-blue skirt.
Chiba isn't that big—how come I keep bumping into her everywhere?
Takashi noticed that Yukinoshita Yukino was like some wandering spirit around Chiba—you could find her anywhere.
Just like last time. And this time too.
Unbelievable.
[Ding. Target detected.]
[Target: Yukinoshita Yukio]
[Age: ? (How rude to ask a married lady's age!)]
[Intelligence: 7]
[Charm: 8]
[Stamina: 4]
[From: My Youth Romantic Comedy Is Wrong, As I Expected]
[Married. Can be dated.]
Takashi: "???"
Are you asking me to go after Yukinoshita Yukino's mother!?
"I ran into your mom at a charity dinner, and she dragged me along," Yukinoshita Yukio explained, nodding to Eriri.
"Hello, Sawamura."
"Yukino, good evening."
Yukino stood up from the sofa and greeted Eriri.
They were both from the same social circle—whether they wanted to or not, their parents would've introduced them.
Though they knew each other, Eriri and Yukino didn't have much of a relationship.
One was a tsundere, the other narcissistic—expecting them to be close like Nagisa and Maki was unrealistic.
Speaking of Maki and Nagisa, Takashi had the feeling the two besties had gotten into a fight lately.
He didn't know the reason, but he was certain it had nothing to do with him.
…
"My darling son, you're finally here—Mommy missed you sooo much!"
Sayuri looked like a cat spotting a mouse as she patted the empty seat beside her, signaling for him to sit.
Yukinoshita Yukio narrowed her eyes and examined Watanabe Takashi from head to toe.
Even Yukino curiously glanced at him a few times.
This old woman's doing it on purpose.
Takashi had planned to sit in a single-seat sofa nearby, but after Sayuri's shout, he obediently walked over.
However, instead of sitting next to Sayuri, he let Eriri take that spot and sat beside her.
"Why aren't you sitting next to Mommy? Not listening to me anymore?" Sayuri asked, pretending to be upset.
Takashi deliberately glanced at Eriri. "I'm afraid someone will get jealous."
Eriri shot him a glare, but didn't object.
"Oho~ So Eriri even gets jealous of Mommy? Just like me when I was young."
Sayuri didn't push him further and chuckled happily.
"Sayuri, who's this young man?" Yukinoshita Yukio asked, though she had more or less guessed already.
"Eriri, you introduce him."
Eriri looped her arm around Takashi's shoulder, her smile full of sweetness. "Aunt Yukio, this is my boyfriend, Watanabe Takashi."
After speaking, the girl's bright blue eyes fixed firmly on Watanabe Takashi.
"Aunt Yukio, Miss Yukino, good evening. I'm Watanabe Takashi," he said with a calm smile, nodding at the mother and daughter.
There was confidence in his smile, and his demeanor was gracious and composed.
He showed no nervousness even in this setting, which earned Yukinoshita Yukio's silent approval.
Yukino gave a barely noticeable nod in return—it counted as a greeting.
Yukinoshita Yukio whispered to Sayuri, half-gossiping, "So he's the confirmed future husband?"
Sayuri smiled cheerfully. "Eriri brought him home—how could I oppose?"
Yukinoshita Yukio covered her mouth in surprise. "When are they planning to marry?"
Sayuri thought for a moment. "After high school."
Yukinoshita Yukio was shocked. "At 18? Isn't that a bit early?"
"No choice. My baby is just too outstanding—plenty of women are eyeing him."
Her tone was full of subtle meaning.
Takashi's heart skipped a beat.
Was it just his imagination?
Why did it feel like Sayuri was implying something?
"Huh?"
A stunned look appeared on Eriri's face.
She leaned close to Takashi and whispered just loud enough for him to hear: "Takashi, are you popular at school?"
Now that she thought about it, Eriri realized Watanabe Takashi had never said much about school.
She only knew he studied at Aoba. Nothing more.
Takashi began to sweat. "It's… okay, I guess."
"Okay?"
Eriri narrowed her eyes and smiled without warmth. "Sounds like you're pretty popular, huh~"
"Next time you're free, take me to visit your school."
"I'd love to see just how popular our dear Watanabe really is."
We're done for.
We absolutely have to break up.
If she sees what it's like at school, I'm dead!
"Oh?"
As soon as Sayuri mentioned it, Yukinoshita Yukio's interest was piqued.
"Where does Watanabe study?"
"Aoba," Sayuri replied.
Is he at Aoba too?
Yukino looked at Watanabe Takashi in surprise.
She thought of the only connection she had at Aoba—the pretentious guy who liked dogs.
"Aoba?"
Yukinoshita Yukio was also startled.
"The private Aoba High School in Tokyo?"
"Yup! Amazing, right? My precious son."
Sawamura Sayuri wore a proud expression, as if Takashi were truly her son.
"Yeah, that's impressive."
Yukinoshita Yukio offered genuine praise.
Although Soubu High was also a top-tier academic school—ranked first in Chiba Prefecture—on a national level, it likely wouldn't even crack the top five.
To put it in levels, Yukinoshita Yukino's Soubu High was on the "Hua Five" tier, while Takashi's Aoba belonged to the "Qingbei" tier.
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