The Eagle Nation, airport.
“Sister Naoko, are you really not coming back with me?”
Xue Jian Yuan asked with a smile.
Hayasaka Naoko rolled her eyes dramatically.
She had been sent out by the Shikong conglomerate.
How could she easily return to the Sakura Nation?
If she did that, she might be held accountable by those old men at the upper echelons of the Shikong conglomerate.
Moreover, Xue Jian Yuan had dumped all the work onto her.
If she returned to the Sakura Nation, what would happen to the company? What about the investments?
In short, Xue Jian Yuan was just making sarcastic remarks.
Who told her to leave this boss hanging for so long when they first met, raising her hand until it got sore?
Being subjected to such a small revenge was unavoidable.
Seeing the helpless expression on Hayasaka Naoko's face, Xue Jian Yuan was quite pleased.
“In any case, we’re entrusting our hard work to you, Sister Naoko. Thank you for your hard work.”
“If you’re not satisfied, feel free to take some money from the company’s accounts to enjoy yourself; I’ll pretend I didn’t see it.”
Waving her hand, Xue Jian Yuan boarded the plane.
As she watched Xue Jian Yuan disappear around the corner of the boarding gate,
Hayasaka Naoko's expression gradually faded, returning to the poker-faced beauty that Xue Jian Yuan had first encountered.
She had to run the company and then deal with film investments.
If she didn’t hurry, she would miss out on the ‘Titanic’.
Time was tight and the tasks were heavy.
Fortunately, Hayasaka Naoko was already used to being busy under such pressure.
Her previous days at the Shikong family’s core were far more stressful than now.
That was when she was tempered through countless trials, and even her frantic efforts couldn’t cover everything.
Moreover, she didn’t receive a commensurate reward for her hard work.
No matter how well she performed,
the higher-ups of the Shikong family wouldn’t give her the compensation she deserved.
At most, they would just throw her some leftovers.
And still expect her to be grateful.
In comparison, the busyness now actually gave Hayasaka Naoko a slight sense of happiness.
Although Xue Jian Yuan was just making empty promises, at least he had genuinely given her hope.
The plane flew for over ten hours before landing.
Xue Jian Yuan slept well in first class, so he didn’t feel any back pain.
Departing early Wednesday morning,
he returned to the Sakura Nation by Friday evening.
Xue Jian Yuan hailed a cab outside the airport and returned to his apartment.
“I’ve taken a leave from school, but it seems like Teacher Kirisaki is ready to eat children alive.”
“There’s definitely going to be trouble on Monday. Well, I’ll deal with it then. I wonder how Bai Yu Wan is doing.”
“With Kei taking care of him, I think there shouldn’t be any problems...”
As he muttered to himself, Xue Jian Yuan pushed open the door to the apartment.
What greeted him was not a pitch-black room.
The light at the entrance was still on.
“Did the senior leave the light on for me?”
Xue Jian Yuan looked at the brightly lit steps, and his lips involuntarily curled up.
He actually hated being alone.
Especially after crossing over, when he was all by himself, he would occasionally feel a sense of abandonment by the world.
This feeling was most severe when Xue Jian Yuan's memories had just returned.
Fortunately, at that time, he met Shi Yu from the Kasumigaoka family.
With their mutual lack of information, he shamelessly pursued this talented light novel author senior.
Then there was Eiri Shirase.
And then...
As Xue Jian Yuan's thoughts drifted, he looked down and saw three pairs of small leather shoes neatly placed at the entrance.
Xue Jian Yuan: ?
After changing into slippers, Xue Jian Yuan tiptoed into the living room.
On the sofa lay three girls in disarray.
Shi Yu from the Kasumigaoka family was lying sideways on the armrest of the sofa, her home dress slightly rolled up.
The beautiful scenery beneath her black tights was exposed to the air.
Those curvaceous legs were simply mesmerizing.
Their shape was perfect and undeniably long.
Xue Jian Yuan felt that the senior's legs were longer than his life.
Next to her, Eiri Shirase was sprawled out in a star shape.
Her head rested on Shi Yu's thigh, and it seemed she was drooling...
Her trademark golden hair was let loose, cascading freely.
Her white shirt was worn askew, revealing her fair collarbone and soft little belly.
That cute little belly rose and fell with Eiri Shirase's breathing.
On the other side, in a corner of the sofa,
Kei Katou was tilting her little head, her knees curled up, sleeping very peacefully.
Her pleated skirt had slid down to her belly due to gravity.
A somewhat inappropriate scene unfolded before him.
Bai Yu Wan was curled up in a ball, sleeping soundly on top of the girl.
Looking at the three of them, Xue Jian Yuan felt his soul was healed.
Just as Xue Jian Yuan was contemplating whether to move the three of them to a room to sleep or to fetch a blanket,
in the corner, the seemingly obedient Kei Katou opened her hazy eyes.
The two exchanged glances for a second.
Kei Katou looked down to check her outfit.
Then, silently adjusted her pleated skirt.
After smoothing out the wrinkles in her skirt and fixing her collar,
Kei Katou stood up and quietly said to Xue Jian Yuan:
“Welcome home.”
The girl’s cheeks were slightly flushed, making her particularly radiant under the light.
“Thank you for your hard work.” Xue Jian Yuan replied softly. “Go sleep in the room.”
Kei Katou shook her head.
“I don’t want to trouble you, I’ll go back.”
“Don’t say that, and do you know what time it is now?”
“But...”
“This isn’t the first time you’ve been to my house, right? So it’s fine.”
“Um...”
“Come on, I’ll help you arrange a spare room. There are new sheets and blankets, so feel free to use them.”
“Okay.”
Kei Katou was persuaded.
Quietly following Xue Jian Yuan, she walked step by step towards an empty room on the first floor.
The apartment of the Xue Jian family originally had many empty rooms.
Xue Jian Yuan also had someone come to clean regularly.
So, basically, it was just a matter of pulling out new bedding from the cupboard, and the room could be put to use.
Kei Katou took the bedding, her small face half-buried in the blanket.
“Thank you, Xue Jian Yuan.”
“Good night, sweet dreams.”
“You too, Xue Jian Yuan, good night.”
After Xue Jian Yuan closed the door to the room,
Kei Katou hugged the blanket, her little head completely buried in it, with her exposed ear slightly tinted pink.
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