Chapter 343: Spring Dreams Leave No Trace
"Get out of here!"
With a slam, the door closed, and Yumiko angrily chased Hachiman out of the room.
Watching the closed door, Hachiman wasn't angry. He understood that Yumiko needed some time to calm down.
Shrugging, he turned and headed back to his own room.
After driving Hachiman away, Yumiko leaned against the door, her chest heaving.
"That jerk!"
She couldn't believe Hachiman had dared to do such a thing to her, and Yumiko gritted her teeth in frustration.
But remembering the subtle sensations from earlier, a blush crept onto her cheeks, and she felt a slight weakness in her legs.
Checking her body's state, she realized she needed another shower.
Soon enough, the sound of rushing water filled the bathroom once again.
...
At 7 o'clock in the morning, Hachiman opened his eyes.
After quickly putting on a couple of clothes, he went downstairs to the kitchen. Breakfast was his responsibility.
Just as Hachiman started preparing breakfast, another figure descended the stairs.
With her waist-length black hair, angelic face, and devilish figure, it was Kotonoha.
Seeing her, Hachiman was puzzled. "Kotonoha, why are you up so early?"
"Oh, I knew Hachiman-kun would be up early making breakfast, so I thought I'd come and help." Kotonoha approached Hachiman, speaking softly.
Hearing her words, Hachiman fell silent for a moment, then opened his arms and embraced her gently.
Kotonoha was always like this, always putting him first in her heart.
"I'm sorry, Kotonoha."
As Hachiman suddenly embraced her, Kotonoha was taken aback at first, but she soon leaned her head against his chest, savoring this rare moment of intimacy.
Yet, upon hearing Hachiman's apology, she raised her head, puzzled. "Why would you say that, Hachiman-kun?"
"It's because I'm too indecisive, unable to give you the love you deserve," Hachiman's tone carried a hint of remorse.
"It's okay, Hachiman-kun," Kotonoha quickly shook her head.
"I can't compare to Saeko-senpai in kendo, nor do I possess the talent for light novels like Utaha-senpai. I can't even master cooking like Erina-san and the others."
"As an ordinary girl like me, I dare not ask for all of Hachiman-kun's love. Just being able to stay by your side like this is enough for me."
Her voice was soft and gentle, evoking a sense of sympathy.
But Hachiman shook his head earnestly. "No, Kotonoha, you're anything but ordinary."
"You're the best gift given to me by heaven."
Despite knowing his own fickleness, Kotonoha never complained. When interacting with him and other girls, she never fought or caused trouble, always putting him first in her heart.
She would even endure pain herself to help him fulfill his wishes.
To have such a wife, what more could a husband ask for?
Hachiman couldn't be like Kotonoha, putting all his heart and soul into thinking only of her. The only thing he could do was to treat her a little better, a little more kindly.
"Hachiman-kun..."
Hearing Hachiman's words, Kotonoha's eyes also became somewhat misty.
Seeing her expression, Hachiman didn't hesitate and gently kissed her on her rosy lips.
Kotonoha wrapped her arms around his neck, immersing herself in the kiss.
After a moment, their lips parted, and Kotonoha's face was slightly flushed, her eyes shimmering with affection as they reflected Hachiman's figure.
"Hachiman-kun, I love you, and I never want to be apart from you."
Hachiman replied earnestly, "I love you too, Kotonoha, and I'll never let you go."
Hearing his words, Kotonoha's face lit up with happiness.
"Hachiman-kun, let's continue making breakfast. Everyone will be up soon."
Hachiman nodded and helped Kotonoha put on an apron.
"Thank you for your help, Kotonoha."
"Yeah."
Seeing herself in the apron, Kotonoha's smile grew even brighter.
And so, with Hachiman as the chef and Kotonoha as his assistant, the kitchen soon filled with the tempting aroma of breakfast.
Before long, the first person besides the two of them to wake up appeared, naturally it was the cheeky Komachi.
Smelling the aroma, Komachi made her way to the kitchen and found Hachiman and Kotonoha cooking breakfast together.
"Good morning, Onii-chan, Kotonoha-neechan."
"Good morning, Komachi," Hachiman glanced up at the little girl before returning to his cooking.
"Good morning, Komachi-chan," Kotonoha greeted her gently and then handed the ingredients she was holding to Hachiman.
The atmosphere between the two was quite harmonious, leaving Komachi in a bit of awe.
"They seem like a good match, Onii-chan and Kotonoha-neechan," the little girl murmured quietly.
However, her words didn't escape Hachiman's ears, and he glanced at her with some resignation.
"Breakfast will be ready soon. Go freshen up and then wake up your sisters," he said, a hint of exasperation in his tone.
"Ah, alright."
Upon hearing his words, Komachi hesitated for a moment before nodding quickly.
Thanks to Komachi's alarm clock, the girls also started waking up one by one.
At the breakfast table, everyone enjoyed the delicious meal.
However, Yumiko's complexion didn't look good. She hesitated to pick up her chopsticks, with faint dark circles under her eyes, suggesting she hadn't slept well last night.
"Yumiko, what's wrong?"
Seeing her best friend's troubled expression, Yui, who was seated beside her, asked with concern.
On the other side, Ebina also chimed in with concern, "Yeah, Yumiko, you look a little pale."
Upon hearing the words of her two best friends, Yumiko was startled and quickly shook her head.
"I'm fine, just stayed up a bit late last night and didn't rest well."
"Oh, I see."
Both Yui and Ebina relaxed upon hearing this, and at this point, Hachiman also spoke with concern.
"If you're feeling unwell, remember to let me know."
However, upon hearing his words, Yumiko pouted slightly, feeling a bit annoyed.
As if I became like this because of someone.
The reason she didn't sleep well last night was entirely because of this guy, Hachiman.
It was because of what Hachiman did to her last night that she had those ridiculous dreams, keeping her awake all night. And when she woke up the next morning, she found her underwear all wet.
She felt impure, how could she have such dreams.
It's all this jerk's fault!
With that in mind, Yumiko glared fiercely at Hachiman.
Being glared at by the girl, Hachiman felt a bit puzzled, but he didn't delve deeper into it.
Breakfast continued as usual.
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