My girlfriend is actually myself.

Chapter 52 Did you secretly curse me?

Inside the dessert shop, four small cakes had already been packed. Shiraishi Saku and Asakura Chihaya each took two and walked out of the shop.

The classic-looking maid continued chatting: "The lady's personality is a bit awkward."

Shiraishi Saku glanced at her. Wasn't she afraid of getting beheaded for saying such things?!

And isn't your topic jumping around too much? You were able to connect the beginning and the end before, but now you've jumped to Tsukimiya Aoi?

"But with Young Master Saku's support, Miss Yukimiya will definitely be fine." Asakura Chihaya emphasized slightly.

Shiraishi Saku also thought there was no problem; that arrogant mother was quite easy to fool.

The maid paused for a moment before revealing her true purpose: "Please, Young Master Shuo, always support Miss Yukimiya."

The setting sun cast its rays on her face from the left, casting a small shadow in her eyes. Shiraishi Saku turned to look at her and understood the maid's worry.

This was to prevent him from being frightened by Tsukimiya Aoi, causing him to distance himself from the Tsukimiya family and become estranged from Yukimiya Natsune, thus causing Yukimiya Natsune to lose her support and the confidence to refuse Tsukimiya Aoi, becoming the next Tsukimiya Ruri.

Why didn't you just say it directly? That first sentence startled me!

However, you really can't blame the maid; he was too sensitive. It was probably because of his silence that the maid changed the subject.

"I will," Shiraishi Saku replied.

It's impossible that he wouldn't; of course he would support her.

"The old lady and I will also support young master Saku and Miss Yukimiya," Asakura Chihaya said with a smile.

Her smile wasn't as radiant as Airi Asakura's, nor as mischievous as Nene Sakuraba's; it was restrained and composed, fleeting in an instant.

Shiraishi Saku pondered the meaning behind the other person's words of support.

"When does Young Master Saku plan to get engaged to Miss?" Asakura Chihaya asked, looking at the road ahead.

How did you suddenly get engaged?!

I'll order it myself!

"We're still young," Shiraishi Saku politely declined.

"I understand, then let's do it next year." Asakura Chihaya nodded.

What do you understand?! Does that mean she'll be a child in a year? Your little girl will only be one year old next year!

The maid continued her plan: "We'll hold the wedding after graduation."

That's perfect!

Shiraishi Saku had to interrupt the maid's daydream: "Let's talk about this in a few years."

Asakura Chihaya nodded: "Understood, Young Master Saku wants to play for a few more years."

So what exactly do you understand now? What does "play" mean?

"Although I think the sooner the better, and Miss probably won't have any objections, let's go along with Young Master Shuo's idea."

Of course she wouldn't object! Besides, my thoughts are her thoughts too!

By the way, did you forget someone? What does your proud and arrogant wife think? Does she not need to consider anything at all?!

"As long as there are no problems in the relationship between Young Master Shuo and Miss Yukimiya, Madam will eventually agree."

It's hard to imagine that I would have problems with my own relationship.

"Therefore, please remain faithful to your partner in the coming years, Young Master Shuo."

Even if I'm not faithful, our relationship won't break down!

What does "in recent years" mean? Does it mean it will be okay in a few years?

Shiraishi Saku interjected, "What image do I have in Ms. Asakura's mind?"

"A master of seduction who can lure amnesiac girls and make them fall head over heels in love within just one month." Asakura Chihaya's answer was quick; the answer was already stored in her mind.

She looked at Shiraishi Shuo: "Young Master Shuo, is there anything you want to correct?"

Shiraishi Saku remained silent.

From other people's perspective, I probably really do look like this!

Fortunately, apart from Chihaya Asakura and Aoi Tsukimiya, no one else knew that he had only spent less than a month with the girl.

Thinking about it this way, Tsukimiya Aoi's hostility became understandable. Shiraishi Saku pondered, continuing his steps forward.

"You dissolute young master, it's time to change course," Asakura Chihaya corrected Shiraishi Saku's course.

Shiraishi Saku turned the corner and looked at Asakura Chihaya: "What did you just say?"

"Your Excellency Young Master Shuo, please turn around," the maid repeated calmly.

That's not what I just heard.

You definitely cursed at me behind my back!

"Natsune and I..." Shiraishi Saku began, without continuing to explain.

Explaining is too troublesome; let the misunderstanding remain. This misunderstanding is in my best interest, and there's absolutely no need to clarify it.

Chihaya Asakura waited for a moment, then tilted her head and glanced at the boy beside her out of the corner of her eye.

She hadn't expected that the other party would actually not offer a single explanation. Perhaps it was precisely this kind of personality that allowed him to manage the difficult wife.

If only Miss Ruri could have been like this back then… Asakura Chihaya lowered her head, the shadow of her bangs obscuring her eyes.

The Rabbit Coffee sign came into view; the journey was nearing its end, and the conversation was about to conclude.

Asakura Chihaya concluded by saying, "I have no objection to Airi's situation. Young Master Saku should just consider Miss Yukimiya's feelings."

Shiraishi Saku turned his head in confusion. How did this all come up with Asakura Airi? He clearly rejected her repeatedly! And isn't there something wrong with your views on love? Is this normal?!

This might actually be quite normal in Japan, given that it's a region known worldwide for its high rate of infidelity.

The shop bell rang, and Asakura Chihaya braced herself against the door, inviting the young man to enter.

Shiraishi Saku had no choice but to end the conversation and go into the coffee shop.

At the coffee shop counter, Tsukimiya Aoi was still instructing the girl-style latte art. Practicing alone, without any experience boost, resulted in slow progress and drew much ridicule from Tsukimiya Aoi.

Even Shiraishi Saku felt a surge of annoyance.

As expected of a little devil, her provocation skills are maxed out.

"With your talent, you'll never be able to compete in this lifetime!" Tsukimiya Aoi mocked again, raising her coffee and drinking the tulip latte art.

There were four empty cups beside her, all of which were works by Yukimiya Natsune.

Shiraishi Saku glanced at her lower abdomen, wondering how such a flat area could store so much coffee.

"Watch closely, I'll demonstrate again." Tsukimiya Aoi put down her half-finished coffee cup, quietly patted her chest, and began to demonstrate.

She is now demonstrating a five-petaled tulip pattern. Tulip patterns have an extremely high skill ceiling; two petals are the basics, three petals are the standard, eight petals are the competition level, and five petals are already at the level of a junior expert.

It's no wonder the girl's progress is slow; this hateful, tsundere mother never considered a gradual approach, and compared to Asakura Chihaya, her explanations are a complete mess.

I've already made too many coffees with the superimposed girl body, and my palms are sore. It's really asking too much of me to make any progress.

"Look, it's simple, anyone can do it." Tsukimiya Aoi lifted the milk jug and pointed to her finished product.

Asakura Chihaya lowered her head, recalling how her mistress had painstakingly practiced the Five-Leaf Tulip technique years ago. If she remembered correctly, it had taken her mistress at least a month to succeed.

Tsukimiya Aoi stepped aside, urging, "It's your turn. Be serious!"

This kind of practice is worthless; it's difficult for a young girl to learn anything from it.

Mitsuha represents the pinnacle of Shiraishi Saku and Yukimiya Natsune's current skills—under normal circumstances.

However, Shiraishi Saku and Yukimiya Natsune are still in extraordinary condition.

By extracting the boy's perception and reaction and injecting it into the girl's body, and then connecting it with the computing power of two brains, Yukimiya Natsune entered an overclocked state.

Slender fingers gripped the steel container, milky white foam flowed from the spout and fell into the brown coffee. With repeated tapping, one leaf, two leaves, three leaves... a five-leaf tulip was perfectly formed.

Lifting the milk cup, Yukimiya Natsune nodded: "Indeed, it can be done with your hands."

Looking at the latte art on her coffee, Tsukimiya Aoi recalled her countless days and nights of hard practice, and found it difficult to maintain her smile, her expression twisting in pain.