May 16th, Friday.
Today is partly cloudy, the weather is clear.
Clusters of white clouds drift across the sky, interspersed with brilliant sunshine that occasionally gets obscured, as the students on campus freely sprinkle their youth around.
Under the cherry blossom trees, couples sit on benches, with delicate petals falling gently, adding color to this romantic season.
"It's so nice... It's the month for cherry blossom viewing again."
The boy rested his hands on the window ledge, leaning out his upper body to indulge in the campus scenery, as the breeze swirled through his unkempt hair.
His handsome face exuded an air of easygoing and unrestrained charm.
One wonders what could possibly trouble such a good-looking guy?
"Shimizu, what have you prepared for tomorrow's dishes?"
Looking down at the intimate couples below, Haruka Yuzan spoke with a smile.
Tsk tsk tsk, the boy's hand is so naughty, not even bothering to undo the girl's buttons.
"Three dishes."
A cool voice responded, coming from a girl sitting quietly by the window, reading a book.
Her slender, long fingers gently flipped through the pages, while her serene eyes remained undisturbed.
A white blouse, a pleated skirt, and youthful, tight calves remained eye-catching, creating a beautiful image... if one could ignore the cookbook in the girl's hands.
Haruka Yuzan stretched languidly, basking in the warm sunlight, and upon seeing the cookbook in the girl's hands, he couldn't help but become a bit curious,
"Didn't you watch 'Gourmet's Paradise on the Tip of the Tongue' that I shared with you the other day?"
He casually pulled over a stool and sat next to the girl, "That documentary is way better than hugging this book."
Shimizu Chiba didn't reject the boy's approach, she tucked her silver hair behind her ear, revealing her perfectly refined profile,
"I watched it, but it's not something I can master at this stage."
Okay, the girl's answer was simple and honest, without a hint of shame.
On the culinary journey, she always considered herself a learner, especially after watching the video Haruka Yuzan shared the other night, she realized just how distant the end of this road was.
It felt increasingly interesting.
....
As class time approached,
Haruka Yuzan followed Shimizu Chiba out of the activity room.
After waiting for the girl to lock the door, the two of them made their way downstairs together,
Today, Otome Mizuko was absent from school again, claiming to be striving for the happiness of men's future lives.
As for this, Haruka, unable to help much, could only silently be the man behind a successful woman.
The two afternoon classes passed by swiftly.
Heisuke from Heisuke Yonchu gave Haruka a nod and then headed towards the Kendo Club with his backpack, hearing that the spring tournament was about to begin.
As Tokyo's ace middle school, it naturally had to prepare early.
Not just the Kendo Club, other club departments were doing the same.
On the sports field,
all the ace departments assembled there, with high-grade captains scolding the rookies who were just admitted.
Inspiring pre-competition speeches, even if scolded under the blazing sun, still wore faces filled with aspirations for the future.
This is indeed youth.
Walking through the hallway, Haruka Yuzan couldn't help but sigh upon seeing this scene; others were fervently living their youth, while he could only go home to cozy up with lovely girls and beautiful women, smooching and...
It really was enviable.
"What are you thinking about now?" a cool voice came, extinguishing the heat that had just ignited in the boy.
Turning his head, he saw pale skin, a delicate face, bright, large eyes, with long eyelashes slightly trembling in the air.
The girl today was still breathtakingly beautiful.
"I was thinking about how I could keep you smiling, Chiba."
"Lies."
"Really, I don't easily tell lies..."
.....
At night, inside the villa, Experience tales with mvl
"Brother Ecchi, Brother Ecchi."
"Received, received!"
In the pitch-dark bedroom,
Haruka Yuzan sneaked in and started exchanging secret codes with Misaki Saki.
"Alright, let's start discussing tomorrow's grand operation!!!"
"Received, received."
In the darkness, Misaki Saki could only see the boy's blurry figure, but she nodded vigorously.
It was as if she was carrying out a very important mission.
"Click."
The sound of a switch echoed, and the bedroom was instantly lit up.
Chiba Shimizu stood at the door, emotionlessly watching the boy and girl in the room playing spies.