At 8 AM, Haruko deliberately skipped breakfast, planning to head out early to school to find Ichiko, sneak into her dorm, and give her a surprise hug.
But what she didn't expect was...
Ichiko was even earlier than her.
Just as she arrived in the living room and took a sip of hot water, the doorbell rang.
Haruko didn't even need to open the door; Ichiko, who had recorded her fingerprint early on, opened the door and walked in herself.
"Haruko, I'm here."
Having agreed to a date on Saturday, she was more punctual than anyone.
Ichiko tapped the fine snow off her boots. Just as she was about to enter, she paused, "Yuna Ge?!"
Ichiko's voice was surprised and delighted. When she noticed Yuna's single arm, her heart couldn't help but tighten.
Yuna smiled faintly, "Had a little accident while working outside. It's nothing. It's been many years. Ritsuko, you've also become more and more beautiful."
A hint of shyness appeared on Ichiko's face, "Yuna Ge, don't tease me. How can I be considered beautiful? I'm just..."
Before she finished speaking, she saw Yuna nod in satisfaction again, "You're so pretty, and Little Sister is also adorable. You two look very compatible."
A young girl and a loli.
The picture is quite beautiful too.
So many things had happened these past few days that Ichiko had almost forgotten the question Yuna had sent last time asking.
Do you like my Little Sister?
What kind of brother tries to set up two sisters?!
But Ichiko knew Yuna was a super straight man, so maybe that's genuinely what he thought.
Her smile instantly became a bit awkward.
Yuna laughed heartily, "Haven't you two been like this since you were little? What's wrong with it? Alright, you two chat first. I have something to do, so I'm heading out."
Watching Yuna leave, Ichiko finally turned her gaze back to the living room, only to find that Haruko had somehow already arrived in front of her.
She was looking down, staring intently at the thick thermal tights on her legs.
Today, considering they were going out, she wore a light pink wool coat, with a simple white turtleneck sweater underneath, warm and comfortable.
For her lower body, she wore beige thermal tights paired with brown ankle boots, the smooth lines making her legs appear long and slender.
Eye contact confirmed, it's food grade.
Ichiko felt a bit uncomfortable under Haruko's gaze, "X-Haruko, what's wrong?"
Haruko slowly looked up at Ichiko, "You're going out like this?"
"Is... is there a problem?"
Although not very fashionable, this was a relatively normal outfit for the time.
Unexpectedly, Haruko pointed very seriously at the thighs covered in thick tights, "These, can't be shown to others!"
"Huh?"
Haruko took a step closer, almost pressing against Ichiko's body, "Above the neck, hands, and no short skirts. Outside, this is the absolute limit!"
Seeing those crimson eyes gradually become resentful, Ichiko swallowed and nodded gently.
This is the yandere's possessiveness!
It's also the yandere's illness.
The next second, Haruko displayed the yandere's cuteness.
Cupping her face with both hands, her earlobes slightly red, she said shyly, "Of... of course, if we're at home, Ichiko can wear anything, I... I'll like it all."
The huge difference before and after made her seem like a different person.
However, it was undeniable that the contrast of speaking fiercely in one second and then blushing shyly in the next was very cute.
The pressure dissipated, and a smile couldn't help but curl at Ichiko's lips.
Putting her hands on her hips, she pointed at Haruko, "Then what about you, Haruko? Aren't you dressed the same way?"
Today, Haruko wore a newly bought down coat, the hem reaching straight down to her calves, and she also had thick thermal tights on her legs.
Haruko looked up and giggled, "I'm wearing it for Ichiko to see. Do you like it?"
She lifted the hem of her coat and twirled around lightly, as if she wasn't wearing a coat, but a skirt.
Ichiko gently Hum, "Since you won't let me wear this out, I won't let you wear this out either!"
Haruko paused, then lifted her cute face, revealing her sharp little canine teeth, "Okay~ Ichiko is mine, and I am Ichiko's!"
The two looked at each other.
Neither could hold back, and they both laughed out lightly together.
Amidst the joy, one was extremely satisfied, while the other carried a hint of shyness.
This is just shopping, just pretending to be on a date with her.
Ichiko thought to herself, and changed into a pair of long pants with Haruko.
Her treasure-like legs were hidden away.
Ichiko turned her head and asked, "Where do you plan to go today, Haruko?"
"I'll listen to Ichiko~"
"I knew you'd say that." Ichiko took out her phone and looked at the plans and guide she had prepared last night.
Walking into the elevator with Haruko, she said at the same time, "You haven't had breakfast yet, right? Then let's go eat breakfast together first, and then sit at Inari's cafe for the morning. You can't not go there when you work there."
"What about after that?"
"The weather forecast says it will snow in the afternoon. How about going to a cat cafe in the afternoon? I feel like Haruko and cats match well. Then in the evening, we'll go shopping in the commercial district."
"Okay~"
Haruko naturally wouldn't mind Ichiko's arrangements. With a smile, she held Ichiko's hand and went outside.
On the street, she walked ahead, pointing her index finger at a certain snowy scene in front and talking about something.
Ichiko was half-dragged along behind her, occasionally nodding, with a look of indulgence and helplessness.
Haruko seemed to be constantly aware of what was behind her. Whenever Ichiko looked at her, she would turn around at just the right moment.
She would purse her lips into a smile.
Pure and healing.
As if ripples flowed through her eyes, Ichiko had a vision of scenes from her childhood.
Wasn't Haruko just like this now, preparing a gift, then holding her hand and taking her to various mysterious places, as if guiding her in the direction she should go?
In reality, those so-called gifts...
Might be a flower crown she wove, a little person she molded from mud, a lollipop she secretly bought, or sometimes, just a smile.
Being moved by the scene, it was like this.
In the blink of an eye.
It seemed like everything had changed, and yet nothing had changed.
She had grown up.
In her eyes, there was more liking and love.
"Steamed bun, want some?"
In a daze, Haruko held a bamboo skewer, offering a small steamed bun.
Ichiko smiled easily, brushed the hair from her cheek, and leaned in to take a bite.
A row of shallow silver teeth marks was left.
She ate half.
And Haruko, humming a little tune, put the other half into her mouth.
She ate it with great enjoyment.
Ichiko smiled, "Haruko, do you really like eating small steamed buns?"
Haruko gently shook her head, "Not really. This shop's buns have too much soup, the taste is too strong."
"Then why are you eating it with such relish? Are you hungry?"
"Silly Ichiko." Haruko turned around helplessly, looking at her with tender eyes, "It's never been the small steamed bun I like, it's you~"
Instantly, Ichiko was stunned.
A gentle breeze blew by, carrying fine snow, stirring Ichiko's hair.
And it also stirred her heart.
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