"Sorry for the sudden visit and for disturbing everyone."
The beautiful girl, as delicate as fine snow, sat on the sofa, both hands placed on her knees, her back habitually kept straight like a rod.
If this pose were done by Bocchi, it would probably be quite a magnificent sight, inevitably making people think of Mount Fuji upside-down in a lake.
But Miss Yukino... only made people think of the flat Kanto Plain.
"Yukinoshita?", Miura Yumiko cleared her throat and also brought out the aura of a top-tier normie, "It really has been a while."
The relationship between her and Yukino was somewhat complicated.
Though they were acquaintances from long ago, they couldn't be considered friends.
If one had to describe it, their relationship was something close to "rivals," perhaps?
Both had long hair, both had delicate facial features, both were super beautiful girls. In high school, Yukinoshita had the nickname "Ice Queen" and kept people at a distance.
In contrast, Miura Yumiko was called the "Flame Queen." In terms of social interaction, she and Yukinoshita were like two ends of a scale. She had so many friends they could circle the school field.
Due to a teenage girl's natural competitive instincts, their relationship wasn't harmonious, and they had a few small clashes.
Of course, Yumiko's record was, total defeat.
Although she didn't want to admit it, she had indeed never once beaten Yukinoshita.
Before the venom-tongued "Snow Woman," even the blazing "Flame Queen" couldn't escape being frozen.
But those were all things of the past.
Yumiko wasn't petty enough to hold grudges over such minor things even now. In truth, there was no real deep hatred between her and Yukinoshita. It's not like someone had stolen her boyfriend.
Compared to that, she was more curious about the purpose of Yukinoshita's visit today.
Yumiko wasn't narcissistic enough to think that this aloof and cold Snow Woman would just drop by for small talk.
As for Bocchi, she had even less of a connection with her.
In other words...
'Yukinoshita's target is probably still our dear president, right?'
"To express my gratitude."
Facing the probing gaze of the blonde girl, Miss Yukino slightly lowered her eyes. Her long lashes were like a fine brush, hiding the thoughts in her eyes.
"It was thanks to Kaito-kun's help that my sister was saved from danger. That's a favor I must not forget."
"So, please give me a chance to repay it."
Kaito thought for a moment but didn't take this opportunity to demand compensation.
"Yukinoshita-san, you're being too polite. My relationship with Miss Haruno is purely transactional, there's no need to worry about it."
"Even so," Yukino gently shook her head, "But a little money and a life-saving favor are not equivalent."
Money can buy many things in this world, but not one's life.
Even a powerful conglomerate head, wealthy beyond imagination, if afflicted by an incurable disease, could only await death, at most, a more peaceful one.
If you encounter an evil spirit and offer it a lot of money, would it really spare your life?
Moreover, this wasn't even the first time Kaito had helped her.
Back when she was being eroded by Kirara's demonic energy, it was also Kaito who happened to intervene and saved her in time.
A life-saving favor for herself, and now one for her sister, double the favors, so naturally, it must be double the repayment.
"In that case…"
Looking at the beautiful girl before him, as dignified as ice and snow, wearing an expression of "I cannot live unless I repay this debt," Kaito thought for a bit and asked, "Can you make desserts?"
Yukino froze, but soon nodded, "Of course."
Unlike the kitchen-challenged secretary Sakiko, Miss Yukino was essentially a master of housework.
Cooking was a breeze for her. From traditional Japanese dishes to Western desserts, she even dabbled in Chinese cuisine.
"In that case, just casually make me a dessert."
Kaito said, "Cookies, apple pie, macarons, mousse cake… anything is fine. That will be the thank-you gift I want."
"But…", Yukino couldn't help furrowing her beautiful brows.
Such a request, in her view, was far from enough to repay a life-saving grace.
Unless she helped make desserts for a lifetime, maybe that would be closer.
"If Yukinoshita-san wants to repay me, then of course you must follow the wishes of the one you're repaying, right?"
Kaito smiled, "Or is it that this so-called repayment is just an excuse, and your real intention is to satisfy your own feelings?"
Yukino was silent for a moment.
She, who was usually sharp-tongued toward others, was experiencing venom from the opposite sex for the first time.
There were few people in the world who could get the better of her. Besides her sister, only her mother.
And now, this list had to add one more name.
But she didn't intend to argue. After a long pause, she finally nodded.
"I understand. If this is what Kaito-kun wants, I'll do my best."
Having completed today's objective, Yukino was preparing to take her leave.
She had no choice. If she stayed any longer and continued to look at that face, as if sculpted by a Greek artisan, it would not be good for her heart.
But just as she turned, the girl suddenly paused, was silent for a moment, and then hesitantly asked, "...Can I ask, has Kirara been doing well lately?"
'That fat cat?'
Eats, drinks, jumps, and plays just fine. Always jumps into Kaito's arms when he's gaming. That fluffy tail is constantly misbehaving, either scratching his arm or licking his cheek. It had already forgotten about Yukino, tossing its first master out of its mind.
Thinking this, he still nodded slightly, "Very well. If you're worried, you can drop by another day and check on it yourself."
"Then I'll trouble you, Kaito-kun."
Yukino let out a breath of relief and asked again, "I'll visit this Saturday, is that convenient?"
Immediately wanting to confirm the visit time, it was obvious that, after going so long without cuddling the cat, Miss Yukino's self-restraint had reached its limit.
Kaito nodded again, "Of course."
———
Yukinoshita left.
Once the girl's figure disappeared completely down the corridor, Yumiko, no longer able to hold back, pounced, wrapping her arms around the president's neck in a very unladylike manner and putting on a serious face.
"Confess now for leniency, resist and face harshness. Spit it out! You and that cold snow girl, when exactly did you start hooking up?"
To this, Kaito's response was—
Whack!
A merciless flick to the forehead, causing the blonde girl to hold her head with a pitiful look.
"Just happened to help Yukinoshita twice, that's all."
Unfortunately, this Kaito had a heart of stone, unmoved, "There's nothing between us."
'Nothing?'
Yumiko scoffed in her mind. She believed the president had a clear conscience, but as for whether Yukinoshita had feelings in that direction…
Even Bocchi nearby shook her head.
But this was human nature. To meet the president and not feel something, it meant you were one of two kinds of people.
One: blind.
Two: blind and deaf.
Yumiko wasn't someone who'd get jealous just because other girls had their eyes on her boyfriend.
She was just curious. If one day, even that aloof and cold Snow Woman were captured by the monster called "love," then at the moment of her greatest joy, just what kind of expression…
Would she show?
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