My girlfriend is actually myself.

Chapter 53 Each Person's Daily Life

Often, what's truly frightening isn't the progress of the strong, but the overtaking by the laggards. At this moment, Tsukimiya Aoi deeply understood the meaning of this.

Although she wasn't particularly serious about latte art back then, even if she tried her best, she couldn't have completed a five-petaled tulip so quickly.

After a moment of silence, she finished a cup of swan wine under the watchful eyes of several people.

Yuko Takahashi lied and said that the Swan Realm she had touched was just the usual level of Aoi Tsukimiya.

Putting away the milk cup, Tsukimiya Aoi tried her best to maintain her expert demeanor, looking calmly at her adopted daughter: "Try harder."

After saying that, she picked up the five-petaled tulip that the girl had just finished, took a small sip, called Asakura Chihaya, and left the cafe.

The moment she stepped out, the driver pulled up and opened the car door for his wife.

This is an extended business van. Soundproof glass is installed in the driver's seat and the rear space. Tsukimiya Aoi and Asakura Chihaya sit facing each other, and the street scene outside the window rushes past.

"Find me a latte art teacher, the best one." Tsukimiya Aoi looked at Asakura Chihaya.

Asakura Chihaya was taken aback, then lowered her head to answer and began organizing her wife's schedule on the calendar.

Latte art instructors are not hard to find. Three years ago, my wife maintained a frequency of taking one latte art class per week, and we still have the contact information for those instructors.

Latte art is the hobby that my wife has persisted in the longest. Winning a gold medal in a global competition is not a lie, although it is a relatively small competition with a high threshold.

Chihaya Asakura once thought that when her wife's hair turned white, she would still be fiddling with the milk jug and coffee machine, until what happened three years ago.

The lady, who hadn't touched latte art or even coffee for three years, recently broke her vow. Thinking about how she stayed up all night last night to regain her touch, Asakura Chihaya still felt happy.

This is all thanks to Miss Yukimiya.

The image of Yukimiya Natsune appeared in Asakura Chihaya's mind, along with the face of a young boy.

Yes, and Young Master Shuo too.

Asakura Chihaya looked up and comforted her mistress, "Miss Yukimiya just had a great feel for things; she still has a long way to go to reach your level, Madam."

"It'll be too late for me to learn once she catches up with me." Tsukimiya Aoi rejected the maid's comfort, her heart filled with a sense of crisis. "How am I supposed to teach her then!"

"Miss Yukimiya can teach the lady," Asakura Chihaya suggested.

"...I don't remember having a mute maid." Tsukimiya Aoi stared at her friend who had grown up with her.

How could she possibly accept this female-superior/motherly position?

"It was my rudeness." Asakura Chihaya apologized and reflected on her actions. The lady had returned to the way she was three years ago, and her mindset had become a little younger.

When she was a child, she was much more casual with the lady than she is now.

Ignoring the maid's change, Tsukimiya Aoi rested her cheek on her hand, staring ahead with unfocused eyes as past memories flowed before her.

After a long while, she looked up at Asakura Chihaya: "Ruri... can she really drink coffee?"

This inadequate mother finally noticed something she had been ignoring all along.

Chihaya Asakura did not reveal the truth, but said tactfully, "Ms. Ruri quite likes the pattern on the coffee."

……

"I'm exhausted!" Yuko Takahashi returned to the coffee shop and slumped against the counter. "That supplier was acting strangely, making me drink tea for ages! I couldn't go to the bathroom too often, I was about to burst!"

Shiraishi Saku handed her a coffee, comforting the only person who was serious about running the coffee shop.

He picked up the cake that Chihaya Asakura had left behind: "Strawberry, chiffon, matcha, or nama chocolate? Which one would you like, manager?"

Tsukimiya Aoi was so taken aback by the girl's appearance that she left early, leaving two extra cakes.

"There's more cake? I want chiffon cake!" Yuko Takahashi was fully revitalized.

"No, chiffon belongs to Xia Yin," Shiraishi Shuo refused.

"Oh? Then I'll have matcha."

"Matcha is mine."

"Damn it, those strawberries."

"The strawberries belong to Ningning."

"Isn't this a complete lack of choice? And why is your sister ahead of me in line?" Yuko Takahashi clenched her fists.

Without answering the foolish question, Shiraishi Saku left the raw chocolate cake behind, and together with the girl, they carried the three cakes out of the coffee shop.

It's time to leave work.

……

"Strawberry cake!" Sakura Nene took the cake box and hugged Yukimiya Natsume warmly. "Thank you, Yukimiya-neechan!"

"I gave it to you!" Shiraishi Saku pressed down on the girl's head.

"I don't believe you," Sakura Nene stuck her tongue out at him. "Brother doesn't need to curry favor with me lately, so he wouldn't be so kind!"

This younger sister knows herself frighteningly well.

Put the cake in the refrigerator, and after dinner and a shower, the family of three will gather on the sofa in the living room to eat the cake.

Before taking a shower, Shiraishi Saku took out the cake and let the air cool down, since the young girl was still on her period.

"Sister Yukimiya, I'll trade with you." Sakura Nene traded a strawberry cake for a chiffon cake.

"Brother, give me a bite!" She then set her sights on Shiraishi Saku's matcha cake.

"Why don't you change it when it comes to me? Besides, don't you dislike matcha?" Shiraishi Saku picked up the paper plate, dodging his sister's spoon.

Not only is her mother arrogant and domineering, but she also treats her younger sister differently!

"Even though I don't like it, I still want to have a bite." Sakura Nene climbed into Yukimiya Natsune's arms and used a spoon to attack her brother next to her.

Are you a greedy demon?! You want things you don't even like!

The waving spoon successfully poked into the matcha cake, but failed to scoop out any spoils, only getting some cream and matcha powder on it. The girl held the spoon in her mouth, the bitter taste of the matcha powder irritating her tongue, and she wrinkled her little face.

"This tastes awful," she stuck out her tongue. "How could humans eat this? My brother and the stray cats taste the same!"

Since being attacked by a stray cat, stray cats have become her most hated creatures.

"That's too much!" Shiraishi Saku reached out and pinched her cheek.

Sakura Nene hid behind Yukimiya Natsune, using her body to block Shiraishi Saku, who failed to capture her several times.

He changed tactics, pointing to the ground: "Something fell."

Yukimiya Natsune bent down, revealing the girl behind her. Shiraishi Saku grabbed her face and began to torture her.

After being released from prison, Sakura Nene shook Yukimiya Natsune violently: "Yukimiya-neechan, how could you fall for that so easily! Even an elementary school student knows it's a lie! It's like pointing behind someone during a fight and saying, 'Look, a UFO!'"

The young woman sincerely apologizes.

……

Rabbit Coffee has opened for business, but it's not really open yet. They're still negotiating with raw material suppliers, and the financial backer hasn't decided on the future direction.

However, Shiraishi Saku and Yukimiya Natsune's hourly wage has already been calculated. They arrive at the shop every day to practice latte art with Asakura Chihaya and Tsukimiya Aoi.

Perhaps because Tsukimiya Aoi couldn't drink anymore, or perhaps because she wanted to hold back, she had only scratched the surface of her practice these past few days.

Another day of practice, Yuko Takahashi was once again called away by the raw material supplier, and Chihaya Asakura once again went out with Saku Shiraishi to get some snacks.