Hmm… and the main point…
That is, when she goes back, she will demand double and triple of everything Little Yuan did to Tsuna.
"Oh… wait."
"Wait…"
Teacher Yoshinaga and Little Yuan simultaneously stopped the two who were about to leave. One raised her hand to block them, while the other quickly hugged Tsuna's leg.
"…" Someone was a little speechless.
"Little Yuan's parents are on their way, driving. They want to thank you in person. They should be here in a few minutes."
"No, no, it's what we should do."
As he said that, Tsuna shifted his leg, but it had no effect. Little Yuan clung to him like an octopus, her limbs wrapped tightly around him.
Tsuna gave Teacher Yoshinaga a look, glancing back and forth between her and Little Yuan.
Teacher Yoshinaga smiled and separated the two. Little Yuan, in her arms, still tried to break free but failed.
Shouko took Tsuna's hand. Thinking about Little Yuan's parents thanking them personally later, her social anxiety flared up. She pulled Tsuna, who was still talking, and ran out.
"…"
Teacher Yoshinaga watched the retreating figures disappear, a smile spreading in her eyes.
How many years had passed, and their feelings were still the same. The next time they met, would it be when she received their wedding invitation?
As for not being able to stop them, she would just explain it when Little Yuan's parents asked. It wasn't like she didn't know Tsuna and their home address.
Only Little Yuan, in her arms, quietly leaned against her. Her damp eyes followed the gradually shrinking figures, her small hand unconsciously clutching Teacher Yoshinaga's clothes.
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The three-day school festival was drawing to a close, with most class activities having only been held for two days.
"Clap, clap…!"
"Clap, clap, clap…!"
Amid the enthusiastic applause from the audience, the actors on stage bowed deeply as the red curtains on both sides slowly closed in the middle.
"Hoo…" Takagi-san, who had just retreated to the backstage lounge, exhaled deeply. She took the tissue handed to her by Shouko, who was resting on a chair. "It's finally over."
"Hard—"
"Shouko-chan, go on, what happened after you found that child?"
Just as Shouko was about to speak, she was anxiously interrupted by Ajitani, who was sitting next to her. This left Takagi-san, who had just returned, bewildered and unsure of what they were talking about.
"What were you guys talking about while I was gone?" Takagi-san asked directly, a puzzled look on her face.
"It's just… mm… mm…"
Shouko had only managed to utter a few words when her mouth was covered by Ajitani's small hand. Immediately after, Ajitani hurriedly explained the situation in a flurry of words.
The whole process was so fast that Takagi-san, sitting beside them, didn't fully react.
"Ah…?"
"It's just like Ajitani-chan said." Shouko broke free from the mischievous hand and nodded, meeting Takagi-san's confused gaze.
"…And then what?"
"And then? And then, Takagi-chan, you need to quickly change out of this princess dress," Ajitani said, pointing at Takagi-san's clothes. "It needs to be returned soon."
Before her words even fell, Tsuna approached, carrying a black backpack, and sat down on the chair opposite the three of them.
"Photos."
"You worked hard, Miyamura." Ajitani smiled, her eyes curving, as she took the backpack he handed her. "As for compensation, just let Shouko-chan reimburse you later."
"Slap!"
A soft sound rang out as Shouko's palm landed squarely on Ajitani's fair arm. Ajitani just rubbed it with a silly smile and continued unzipping the backpack.
"…"
Tsuna didn't respond to her comment. After confirming that there was nothing unusual with the photos in the bag, he nodded to Shouko and said, "I'm going to find Nishikata."
He picked up the backpack and stood up, heading toward Nishikata, who was chatting with a group not far away.
"After this ends, do you want to go to the maid cafe hosted by the second-year Class 4 seniors?"
"I heard that if you're lucky, you can even eat omurice served by the legendary 'Nibu-ya Senior' in a maid outfit."
"The legendary Nibu-ya Senior!?"
Tsuna hadn't even reached them when he heard the boys' excited chatter.
Nishikata, who had been silently listening, shifted his gaze slightly and noticed Tsuna approaching out of the corner of his eye.
Stopping his steps, Tsuna stood there, shook the backpack in his hand, and waved to Nishikata.
Nishikata's eyes flashed with confusion, but he didn't hesitate. He immediately strode toward him.
"What's wrong?" Nishikata asked, puzzled, reaching out to take the bag.
His hand was slapped away by Tsuna, who reacted quickly.
Tsuna looked at him with a half-smile. "You're quite bold, kid." As he spoke, he unzipped the backpack.
Nishikata, already confused, grew even more so. He replayed the events of the past few days in his mind but couldn't figure out what Tsuna meant by "bold."
"Here, you don't need to pay me extra."
Ignoring his expression, Tsuna rummaged through a hidden compartment in the bag, pulled out a photo, and handed it to him.
"Huh?"
Nishikata took it with a puzzled look. The moment he saw it clearly, Tsuna distinctly witnessed a rush of red flood Nishikata's face, his neck and earlobes instantly turning crimson.
"This… this, this, this…"
The photo captured the moment of a group picture taken a few days ago. Nishikata had clearly been struck by sudden inspiration, or rather, a mischievous impulse.
While no one was paying attention, his left hand had sneakily made two "bunny ears" above Takagi-san's head. Setting everything else aside, his hand gesture was quite standard.
Tsuna was still lost in thought when Nishikata's flustered "Miyamura, this…" rang out.
Before the latter half of the sentence could escape his throat, Tsuna deftly raised his hand to stop him, his tone calm. "I know what you want to say. Don't panic, there's only one negative."
"Oh…"
Nishikata let out a long breath, visibly relieved. However, when he saw Tsuna reach into the bag again, his heart instantly leapt to his throat.
"That one doesn't cost money, but this next one does."
As he spoke, Tsuna had just pulled out the photo when a dark blur flashed past his eyes. In the blink of an eye, the photo was already in Nishikata's hand.
"This… this, this, this, this, this…"
"Can't you use a different word? It's always this one." Tsuna complained, speechless.
The reason for Nishikata's renewed shock was simple. This time, the photo showed Takagi-san copying his earlier action, making bunny ears above his head.
The key point was that he hadn't noticed it at all at the time, yet Misae-nee had captured both moments perfectly.
"How much is this photo?" Nishikata asked, his ears still burning red.
"Friend's price, 100 yen." Tsuna smiled and raised a single finger. He hadn't intended to charge much.
However, when he went to Misae to collect the photos, the price she set was different. It was as if she had expected this.
After handing over all the photos, she revealed these "few" special ones and charged extra for them.