Inside the small wooden house, the women who had previously barged in had departed.
The“Criticism Meeting”targeting Qin, that had just occurred, had finally concluded.
As for Qin Yu, who had secretly written love letters to the girls, their punishment was…
“Help me, how many love letters do I have to write!”
Qin Yu, having escaped the siege of the many women, slumped onto his chair, questioning his life.
His clothes were disheveled, and his face bore various indistinct pink marks, looking utterly drained.
Damn it, who was the one slyly touching him in the chaos!
Yoimiya, why are you covering your mouth and smiling, was it you?!
“After you finish writing the love letters, hand them over to me for review.”
Ei picked up her teacup and took a sip, speaking indifferently.
Seeing her serious and solemn expression, one wouldn't know it wasn't some important task Qin Yu was assigned.
“…”
Qin Yu’s face contorted in a grimace, and he nodded silently.
The meaning of the“wife”Ei conveyed was quite simple.
She wanted the love letters too.
And not just one.
One for her, and one for her sister.
Unexpectedly, the usually dignified and commanding“leader”cared about things written for young girls.
And what about Madame, Nahida, the God of Flowers, the Tsaritsa…
As gods, was this really appropriate?
“Sigh, I hope I get a chance to apologize to Kokomi in person.”
Qin Yu sighed softly, muttering to himself.
He figured Miss Furina had likely already found Kokomi and explained the situation.
It was good that the misunderstanding could be resolved sooner.
Suddenly, he sensed a faint chillness beside him, and his mind went blank.
“…”
Kamisato Ayaka sat with her hands resting on her lap, her posture graceful and elegant.
Her beautiful eyes were cast downwards, her smooth silver hair cascading down, appearing even more noble and solemn under the warm light.
The tea in front of her remained untouched, having long since lost its warmth.
“Ayaka?”
Qin Yu shifted his chair, moving closer.
“Mr. Qin Yu, is there something you need?”
Kamisato Ayaka’s beautiful eyelashes fluttered, but her small face was already veiled in a cold frost.
Her once gentle and clear voice had turned indifferent.
And she had deliberately emphasized the words“Mr. Qin Yu.”
Calling him so formally…
And yet, in private, she had even considered an engagement.
Little Cotton Jacket Number One grew more and more indignant, her composure beginning to falter.
A chilling aura emanated from her.
Clearly, she had been here first!
“About what happened earlier, cough… Ayaka, you know.”
Qin Yu said with a pained and apologetic tone, his voice low.
He really hadn't done anything to Kokomi; it was all a misunderstanding.
“Hmph.”
Ayaka snorted coldly and turned her face away, refusing to speak.
However, seeing her expression soften slightly, it was clear she wasn't truly angry.
Misunderstandings like these were, of course, visible to her.
The subsequent blockade by the other women at the door was unexpected.
“…”
The girls around Master felt there were indeed more and more.
Thinking this, Ayaka sighed deeply, her heart filled with complex emotions.
Being entangled in worldly affairs, she had already fallen too far behind.
In the depths of her being, it was like a chain of fate.
It had always been this way.
Born into a renowned Inazuman family like the Kamisato clan, her path had been paved with flowers and applause.
Yet, confined to the Kamisato mansion, she had to constantly bear in mind the future of the Kamisato family and Inazuma.
When feeling weary, she would often revisit her mother’s notebook.
On its pages, many whimsical ideas were recorded, filling her with longing.
Adventure, travel.
To try unfamiliar cuisines and experience the customs of different nations.
Most importantly… Master.
She, too, wished to embark on adventures and experience things with Master, just like the other girls.
But she was Kamisato Ayaka of the Kamisato clan, and the White Heron Princess of Inazuma.
These desires could only be buried deep in her heart.
Just as Ayaka’s thoughts were in turmoil.
A warm sensation suddenly enveloped her, gently taking her hand.
“Ayaka.”
Qin Yu gazed at her exquisite, angelic beauty and whispered her name.
He grasped Ayaka’s soft, small hand and couldn't resist squeezing it.
Master is here.
“Master…!”
Ayaka bit her lip and instinctively looked at Qin Yu, her gaze lingering.
In front of the General, what if she were discovered…
Her delicate body trembled, and she instinctively tried to withdraw her hand, but failed.
Master, what are you doing.
Weren't you just writing love letters to Miss Hishizu?
Why are you now coming to stir Ayaka’s heart…
“Actually, Master has also prepared a gift for you.”
Qin Yu, as if sensing Ayaka’s thoughts, said mysteriously, like coaxing a child.
If you’re not happy, there will be no gift.
“Master’s…! I want it.”
Ayaka’s beautiful eyes widened at the words, and she instinctively expressed her anticipation.
But upon noticing Qin Yu’s smiling, silent expression, she couldn't help but puff out her cheeks.
He still treats Ayaka like a child.
Even though she’s already grown up, old enough to marry and start a family…
Stupid Master.
“Here, take a look.”
Qin Yu smiled slightly as he handed the sketch of the dress he had prepared to Ayaka.
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Fontaine’s elegant style will suit you.
“This is…!”
Ayaka was immediately captivated by the small Western-style dress, her beautiful eyes lighting up.
Such a beautiful and exquisite dress.
“If there’s a chance, I’ll take you to Fontaine to play.”
Qin Yu seized the moment, holding Ayaka’s hand and whispering.
“…Mm!”
Kamisato Ayaka’s pretty face bloomed with a faint smile, her heart filled with warmth.
Wearing attire that was completely different from that of the young lady of the Yashiro Commission had always been her heartfelt wish.
And to be able to travel to a foreign land…
Her mother would be happy for her if she knew.
Ayaka’s eyes softened as she admired the little dress that belonged to her, unable to put it down.
The gift… she loved it.
For a moment, she even forgot about Master beside her.
“…”
Qin Yu chuckled helplessly, but also felt relieved.
It was good that Ayaka liked this dress.
Hmm, he was already anticipating the beautiful sight of his good disciple wearing white stockings and dancing for him.
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“Ayaka is very happy right now.”
Yoimiya rested her chin on her hands, her face filled with envy.
Her small head swayed slightly, much like a cute, craving kitten.
“Yoimiya, do you want a gift too?”
Qin Yu blinked and asked softly.
When the girls arrived at Seirai Island, time was short, and he truly hadn’t prepared anything for Yoimiya.
But if this girl wanted one too…
“N-no, I don’t!”
Yoimiya blinked, then her small face blushed, and she quickly waved her hands.
She definitely didn’t expect that idiot Qin Yu would give her anything.
Absolutely, absolutely not!
The emotional master of Hanami Slope was incredibly steadfast in her stance.
“How about this? I’ll let you play with it.”
Qin Yu patted his pockets and took out the tetrahedral core that Sandrone had left him earlier.
Other things were indeed inconvenient to reveal.
“Eh? What new toy is this? It even spins.”
Yoimiya instantly forgot what she had just said and quickly reached out, curiously taking it into her hands.
Such an interesting little thing.
“What new toy, this is much more exciting than a toy.”
Qin Yu chuckled.
This core possessed extremely high authority, capable of controlling mechs from the authority matrix and operating mechanisms built with the technology of the Scarlet King.
However, letting Yoimiya play with it as a toy wouldn’t cause any problems.
After all, nothing bad would happen.
“Hmph, then I’ll go play with it.”
Yoimiya accepted it without hesitation, a smile uncontrollable on her face.
Her rosy, cute little mouth was almost upturned to the sky.
Lively girls were always so full of energy and lovable.
“I’m glad you like it.”
Qin Yu smiled, then picked up the document left by Kokomi.
It was work time, and he couldn’t slack off too overtly.
He needed to review the matters concerning Watatsumi Island and Enkanomiya again.
He had barely read a few lines when…
“Your Majesty the Tsaritsa, please be fair!”
Outside the wooden house, there seemed to be more commotion.
“What is it?”
Qin Yu raised an eyebrow and put down the document.
Sandrone?
And…
“I told you I have nothing to do with that Arlecchino!”
Miss Eula?
How did they end up together.