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Because she had talked about it several times, but her parents had rejected it each time.
"Is it possible that what your mother says is false?"
Nagase's mother said with a smile,
"I went to the concert today, and that teacher named Kitahara Hakuba is really amazing."
"But last time you told me not to participate in club activities and to study hard...:"
“Your father was there back then, but today it’s just you and me.”
Nagase's mother said gently,
"But I have two conditions for you to rejoin club activities."
Nagase Tsukiyo stared intently at her face and spoke impatiently.
"What is it?"
"First, if you don't get the full gold, you must give up any unrealistic fantasies and prepare for the University of Tokyo entrance exam. If it's a worthless gold, you must also give it up."
"Secondly, this is a little secret between you and me. Don't tell Daddy, okay? He'll give in when the time is right."
Her mother's gentle voice brushed against Nagase Tsukiyo's cheek, making her blush and her heart race.
The thought of being able to stand on the stage again filled the girl with excitement, making her body gradually heat up, and her long eyelashes remained motionless with excitement.
As Saito Haruka watched Nagase Tsukiyo's face gradually fill with a smile, her pupils suddenly contracted, and her expression became increasingly distorted.
"do not want!"
Nagase's mother was startled and asked with a furrowed brow:
"Sunny Bird, what's wrong?"
"I'm so sorry, I was rude!"
Saito Harutori gritted her teeth, grabbed her handbag, and ran quickly out of the store.
Chapter 126, Section 125: Rotten Fruit and Blooming Plum Blossoms (4K)
The sea and sky intertwine in Hakodate Bay, with shimmering golden fragments on the sea surface, and Mount Hakodate emerging as two not-so-gentle diagonal lines against the blue backdrop of the sky.
With a melancholy expression, Saito Harutori returned to the detached villa where he lived in Motomachi, where a luxury car was parked in the garage.
She stood at the door for a while, regretting that she had subconsciously made that move at the time.
She sighed softly, slowly took out her key from her bag, and inserted it into the lock.
Upon opening the door, I found a pair of black leather shoes and brown loafers lying haphazardly on the floor, scattered like dead animals.
Saito Harutori stood still.
Inside the room, the strange sounds that had been faintly emanating became clearer and clearer. What lingered in her ears was a mixture of a woman's panting and a man's gritted teeth.
Saito Harutori's eyelashes trembled slightly. She squatted down and neatly arranged the two pairs of shoes before sitting on the living room sofa amidst the sounds of lovemaking.
It was noon, but the people in the room showed no sign of restraint, and the woman's screams grew even sharper.
As a seventeen-year-old girl, Saito Harukori naturally knew what was happening in Akari, but she didn't make a sound and just sat there like a statue.
This situation has been going on for a while now. Ever since his parents divorced, his private life has been troubled, and it's common for him to bring home attractive women for intimate encounters.
After a while, you could hear the door to the room open and a girl's laughter.
Immediately afterwards, she heard the sound of someone coming down the stairs, and a woman with a graceful figure appeared in front of her.
What surprised Saito Haruka, however, was that the person her father had found this time was a prostitute, and the uniform she was wearing belonged to a high school in the city with extremely poor academic performance.
The girl seemed to do this job often. She wasn't flustered when she saw Saito Haruka. She just smiled and flicked a large stack of multi-purpose banknotes in her hand at her.
Upon seeing that the girl was about the same age as herself, Saito Haruka's ears turned slightly red, and she lowered her head, suppressing her shame.
A few minutes after the girl left, a neatly dressed man in a suit came downstairs. Looking at him, you would never guess what he and the girl had gone through.
"Sunny Bird? When did you get back?"
He wasn't surprised that his daughter was home; his tone was more like everyday phrases such as "I'm going out" or "Have a safe trip."
Saito's father walked into the open kitchen with practiced ease and made himself a cup of coffee.
Saito Harutori clenched her fists, glared at him, and said:
"How old is she? Aren't you ashamed?"
"Don't worry, I'm an adult now."
Saito's father took out his phone and said calmly,
"It's just that I like to wear girls' uniforms. Many women are like that now, thinking that wearing a uniform will give them a lot of privileges, and that's actually true."
"Hmm," Saito Harutori said, pressing her fingers together, "What are you doing back here?"
Saito's father said with a calm expression:
"If I'm always engrossed in work, I won't come back to see you. After all, Hakodate is pretty boring."
Upon hearing his words, Saito Haruka was so angry that she was trembling all over.
He meant that—
"Although I'm very busy with work, I still made time to come back just to see you. It's because I care about you that I did this."
"The place I'm staying is too boring, so please don't pursue the matter of me seeing other women."
That's probably what it means.
"If you're not satisfied, I won't come back."
His father's threatening words stirred something within Saito Haruka.
She remembers when she was a child, if the medicine she took to the hospital was too bitter, her mother would crush it for her and sprinkle a layer of sugar on it.
This makes it easier to eat.
Once the sugar coating of her father's image is peeled away, Saito Haruka can see the true nature of the situation: "If you want to continue living here, you'd better put up with it, or we'll be finished just like your mother."
Being treated like a soft, stupid fool by him caused Saito Harutori's shame to swell continuously.
At the same time, a completely different sense of shame washed over her again, and the ground beneath her feet continued to shrink.
"How have you been getting along with Nagase and Kanzaki lately?"
Saito's father sat on the opposite sofa with a cup of coffee in his hand, speaking in a tone that suggested he was asking a subordinate to report on their work.
"It's alright," Saito Harutori said, turning her face away and lowering her eyes slightly.
Saito's father glanced at her, crossed his legs, and said sternly:
"No matter what, you have to get along well with them. If you argue, take the initiative to apologize to me. Who's right and who's wrong doesn't matter at all."
Don't be so emotional, how many times have I told you?
Saito Haruka held her skirt tightly, her long hair falling down to obscure her expression.
"It's been a long time since I've heard you play that noisy, awful thing," Saito's father said, sniffing his coffee. "What was it called again?"
"French horn".
"Oh, yes, it's a French horn. Why aren't you playing it anymore? It was so expensive when we bought it."
Saito Harutori was silent for a moment, then a self-deprecating smile appeared on her lips:
...I don't want to brag anymore.
“That works too. I heard from Nagase’s father that she’s preparing for the University of Tokyo entrance exam. You should also try your best to get into the same university as her and not waste your time.”
Saito's father placed the cup he was holding on the table, took out his wallet, and took out several Manchu banknotes.
"I'll give you an extra 20,000 yen in allowance this month, making it a total of 80,000 yen, the same as Nagase's. Her family also gave her an extra allowance. As for living expenses, they'll be deposited directly into her existing card."
Saito Harutori looked at the stack of ten thousand yen bills on the table and suddenly remembered the girl from earlier, and how she flaunted the money by flicking it at her.
Is it true that I am no different from her in essence?
In countries with a single guardianship system, the impression of parents being completely divided is very strong.
After being placed under her father's guardianship, she essentially lost all contact with her mother.
After her parents' divorce, Saito Harutori gradually realized that the so-called "family" container was not actually very stable.
Even the smallest thing can cause it to crack, and no matter how carefully you take care of it, it will inevitably become distorted inadvertently.
During this time, her heart also changed along with the container of "family".
She wanted to stay with Nagase forever, but she didn't know when it started, her feelings for her were no longer just simple friendship.
Instead, it was mixed with other things.
Influenced by her father, she wanted to make the Saito family more "fulfilling," so she saw Tsukiyo and Kanzaki as passports that could make her life better.
The desire to befriend them was no longer a simple one.
Another part of myself often whispers in my ear—
"That's just how reality is. Put away all your ulterior motives and just consider them your best friends."
Unable to find any value in themselves, they can only hide their dissatisfaction and use others to achieve their goals.
He considered the brass band his personal domain, which led him to poison his own life and the lives of those around him.
Ironically, it was her own father who taught her this lesson.
"I can play the trumpet again!"
Nagase Tsukiyo's smile and excited words suddenly flashed into her mind, causing Saito Haruka to lower her eyes sadly.
The thought of spending a long, tedious, and lonely time alone in the future terrified her.
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"Sorry, I'm so cute~"
"Sorry, I was born into this world~"
"Tsk~ Sorry, I have a little trick up my sleeve. You're probably bothered by it, aren't you? I'm sorry."
On the bus back to school, Sayaka Akamatsu sang happily, and many girls joined in.