When Haruka Yuzan returned to the villa, as soon as she entered, she saw two... three watermelons placed at the entrance.
Two with green and black stripes, one with orange-yellow stripes...
The orange-yellow watermelon turned around upon hearing the noise behind it, and upon seeing Haruka, it joyfully meowed twice.
Roast Meat had just turned his back and was sitting there, his chubby form blending perfectly with his two watermelon siblings.
"Why are the watermelons left here?"
After changing shoes, Haruka Yuzan picked up two watermelons with one hand and headed to the kitchen.
On her way past the living room,
a tiny person was sprawled on the sofa, Misaki Saki with her mouth agape, her eyes lifeless, wearing an expression of utter despondency.
What's up with this kid now?
Roast Meat leaped up from the ground, like a nimble ball of flesh, pouncing through the air and stretching his chubby body,
In the end... the upper body landed successfully, while the lower half was still suspended in mid-air, his short legs kicked hard on the sofa twice before he struggled up onto it. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ N0v3l.Fiɾe.net
The typically agile cat clan had utterly lost face today.
Wriggling his chubby body, he went over to Misaki Saki, and like the girl, lay down on the sofa, starting to slack off.
Haruka Yuzan couldn't help shaking her head; how could such a diligent, disciplined, and upright person like herself raise such a lazy fat cat?
Without paying attention to the person and cat on the sofa, she carried the two watermelons into the kitchen.
Reiko Onodera was wearing an apron and preparing today's breakfast, while Chiba Shimizu was seriously helping and learning.
For the young lady, this seemed to be a different kind of training, even peeling potatoes with utmost dedication, showing no disdain for the work.
A little kitchen maid descended into the mundane world?
Her tender little hands dirtied with potato soil, the pretty girl was also wearing an apron, the same one Haruka Yuzan had previously worn.
The girl's young and lithe figure was tightly enclosed in the apron, especially around her chest where the full, firm shape was accentuated.
Looking at the apron with some envy, Haruka Yuzan placed the watermelons on the table.
"What's on the menu today?"
Upon hearing this, Reiko Onodera lifted her head and brushed a lock of hair from her face, revealing her exquisite features,
"For breakfast, we have mashed potatoes, chicken legs, and vegetable salad, something light..."
Madam said with a smile, her beautiful face full of gentleness.
Nodding, with outsiders present, Haruka Yuzan didn't feel it appropriate to use her newly acquired "Golden Right Hand," so she quietly withdrew.
She lowered her presence, trying not to disturb the harmonious "mother and daughter."
Back in the living room, she found the little one still hadn't gotten her act together, lying on the sofa.
Haruka Yuzan walked over, picked up Roast Meat by the scruff, and tossed him onto an adjacent sofa,
then pinched the girl's rosy cheek with her hand,
"Hey, wake up and get it together, Misaki Saki!"
Misaki Saki lifted her small head, glanced at the boy, and her body went limp like it had no bones, collapsing there,
"You don't know, this morning I was so tired, I've already exceeded my exercise quota for the whole month!"
Her voice soft and feeble as she stared blankly at the ceiling, wishing to just lay there forever.
Dressed in overalls and a white half-sleeve undershirt, she lay on the couch, her chest rising and falling slightly.
Haruka Yuzan's hand naturally reached into her collar,
It was a far cry from the gentleness of the vast ocean that Madam provided, as one big hand could reach both bandages.
Fried eggs still have a sensation.
"Life should be about eating well, sleeping soundly, happiness in a bottle on the left, chips and cake on the right, opening your eyes to play games, closing your eyes to sleep, without worries, without anxieties..."
As Misaki Saki spoke of her lazy, useless dreams, she didn't care at all about the big hand within her collar,
"This time, if you dare tear it off again, I'll bite you to death!"
Seeming to feel something, Misaki Saki glared at the boy, her little expression fierce yet adorable.
Haruka Yuzan gave an awkward smile, "How could I? I love you so much."
While saying so, his fingertips began to explore the edges of the bandage, slowly reducing its stickiness.
Until at last, when the bandage was completely detached from the skin, Haruka Yuzan then covered it back with his palm.
Indeed, the feel of zero distance made his palm slightly itchy, and Misaki Saki's face grew redder, her monochrome world evolving into an era of dazzling color!
"Stop it, other boyfriends make their girlfriends' breasts grow bigger, you've been doing this for so long and I haven't changed at all..."
Misaki Saki murmured with a blush, her voice carrying a tinge of grievance.
Could it possibly be your own issue???
Haruka Yuzan was somewhat at a loss by the girl's words, without a base, how could he make them grow???
Suddenly, as if struck by an idea, Haruka Yuzan smiled,
"I've got an idea, it might not make you grow immediately, but it will cheer you up and recharge your energy, do you want to give it a try?"
His voice was deep, like a villain luring a little girl with candy.
Misaki Saki blinked her big eyes, a bit curious,
The naïve little girl was fooled just like that.
"I recently learned a new massage technique that can relax your body and mind, and elevate your soul!!!"
Haruka Yuzan boasted seriously, taking it down to the details, his words not wrong in the slightest.
Relaxing the body and mind indeed leads to an ascending soul.
"Really?" Misaki Saki's eyes lit up, seemingly re-energized.
"Of course! When have I ever lied to you, and besides, if the treatment period is a bit long, there might still be hope for you!"