Cinderella Rhapsody (Student Campus Adult Novel)

Title: Cinderella Rhapsody

Sender: MRX

Author: Zapoye

Illustration: Hidiri Rei

Publisher: Long Cheng

Translator: MEITERY

Scanning correction: LKK (Prologue, Chapter 1), MRX (Chapters 2-7, Ending)

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Table of contents

Prologue

Chapter 1: The Birth of a Lucky Person

Chapter 2 Tempting Lips

Chapter 3 Become Cinderella!

Chapter 4 Xia Ji's Hypocritical Confession

Chapter 5 Harumi's Imitation War

Chapter 6: The Teacher in Heat - Akiko

Chapter 7: Can't Live Without Love

ending

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The author of this article used a symbol that only appears in comic dialogues: a heart-shaped symbol, which represents a happy and sweet mood. Since it cannot be typed in Chinese, I will use text (heart sign) instead. Please use your imagination. Thank you for your understanding.

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Introduction: An ordinary high school student named Shigeki Suho is suddenly adopted by his wealthy grandfather and becomes a lucky man. One day, his grandfather unreasonably forced him to find someone to marry before his eighteenth birthday. Three women heard the news, and each of them wanted to marry the heir to the big group in order to fulfill their own wishes. How will this erotic rhapsody performed by these three women and Shigeki end?

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Prologue

There are two semicircular alarm bells on the golden round clock. This is an alarm clock with an old-fashioned and nostalgic look. After the second hand passed through the dial at a certain speed and hit "12", the long hand also followed closely behind the second hand, and soon the silver short hand pointed to "4".

Ring, ring, ring…

The sharp sound of the alarm clock destroyed the tranquility of the early morning and continued to ring.

The sound of the alarm mercilessly entered the ears of the boy who was enjoying a good dream under the thin quilt.

“Hmm…ah…”

While letting out a dissatisfied groan, he reached out from under the quilt to look for the noisy alarm clock. He fumbled for the alarm clock and turned it off immediately after finding it.

Card! The small gavel that kept knocking back and forth between the two alarms stopped immediately after the switch was pressed. Once the noisy noise stopped, the morning became even quieter, and the narrow room was filled with a peaceful atmosphere.

"…"

The boy, who was woken up from his sleep, poked his head out from under the quilt, put his head close to the alarm clock, and looked at it with his sleepy eyes.

It's already four o'clock...

The alarm clock pointed to four o'clock. Of course it’s not four o’clock in the afternoon, but four o’clock in the morning. It was dark outside the window with the curtains drawn, and the street was still quite quiet. But for the newspaper delivery boy who wakes up earlier than a sparrow, it is almost time to go to work.

After getting up, I deliver newspapers, then have breakfast, and then go to school to attend boring classes despite my exhausted body. After finishing the morning class, I have to eat lunch and then continue with the afternoon class. After the afternoon classes, it’s time to go home from school… As usual, every day is a repeat of the same old routine with no power to change.

Today is the first world history class. Teacher Shanchuan can't do anything except reading the text verbatim, so a pleasant nap can more or less make up for the lack of sleep. However, the English homework for the third class had not been done yet, so I had to use the time in the first class to do it.

Five minutes had passed while Mao Shu was confusedly thinking about these things.

I can't stay in bed all the time anymore. If you stay in bed any longer you'll be late. Shouting "one, two, three", the boy threw back the quilt and stood up immediately.

Today is a Tuesday in mid-May. Although the calendar says it is early summer, the crisp air at dawn still feels a little chilly. The sportswear used as pajamas is still the same.

The boy, who was putting on his pants, was shivering with cold. He once again suppressed the urge to hide back in the quilt and stretched lazily. He stretched his arms straight up and yawned loudly.

“Wow…”

The boy's name is Shigeki Suho, he is seventeen years old and a third-year high school student. If the world does not end sooner than predicted, it will be eighteen years old next month.

Although his expression was a little dull when he first woke up, it was obvious that he was a very honest person. Maybe he doesn't have too many worries in life, so everyone who sees him thinks he has a baby face. Although the Ojirou and Obasan nearby have a crush on him, he is not the type to attract the attention of girls of the same age.

I have a fixed short haircut and comb my hair back naturally and smoothly. I don’t need a hair dryer when washing my hair in the summer. Because he delivers newspapers every day, he has no fat on his limbs and his slender limbs look quite healthy.

Maoshu's father died when he was five years old, and his mother died two years ago when he was in high school. His father died of pancreatic cancer and his mother died in a car accident. The first time the boy wore a high school uniform was not for the high school entrance ceremony, but for his mother's funeral. It was raining coldly and it was quite cold.

After my mother died, I had no relatives to rely on. Therefore, after his mother passed away, Maoshu, who was only fifteen years old, became even more lonely.

Since he had no relatives to rely on, Maoshu was adopted by a middle-aged couple who ran a newspaper delivery company nearby and had been well taken care of by his mother when she was alive. Although he was hesitant to entrust his son to someone who was not related to him by blood, he had no other choice and finally accepted the kindness of the middle-aged couple. From then on, Maoshu went to high school while delivering newspapers.

Two years ago, when my mother died...

If he said that he didn't envy others who had both parents alive and were living happily in high school, he would be lying. Looking back on the past, I feel very sad when I think about the death of my father and mother. Maybe you are less fortunate than others.

The boy had thought this several times.

But everyone has a different destiny. Even though you have encountered such misfortune, you should not be jealous of those who are lucky. The most important thing is how to live a life that cannot be changed.

The mother who taught the boy with a smile and endured her sadness when he was in trouble is no longer with us. However, after so many lonely and difficult days, the image of my mother became clearer and clearer.

Although Maoshu encountered so many misfortunes, he did not complain about the fate and lived a peaceful life with hard work and sincerity. At least until today...

The cold wind in the early morning was biting, and Maoshu quickly changed into his gray coat and pants.

The boy lived in a cheap apartment with only six tatami mats in size. The apartment was rented with the boss of a newspaper delivery company as a guarantor (a guarantor is required to rent a house in Japan). I have lived here alone since I was in high school. In the simple room, the only furniture was a desk by the window and a modular bookshelf, and there was no cupboard for dishes. On the chair in front of the desk, there is a school uniform. In the corner there was a box full of dirty things. Forget computers, video game consoles, or VCRs; there wasn't even a TV. The only electrical device for entertainment was an old radio.

After Maoshu put the room key and change into his trouser pocket, he rushed out of the room without even wearing socks. Walking on the old wooden floor, every step makes a strange creaking sound.

There is nothing strange about this. This apartment is more than 20 years old and is a dilapidated building. It wouldn’t be surprising if the owner said he wanted to demolish it one day. Maybe so, the rent plus management fee is only 30,000 yuan. It is also very close to the station and is very cheap. I greeted the old administrator, "The weather is very good today!", but the old administrator replied, "I am 72 years old this year!"

The boy washed his face with cold water on the public washbasin on the second floor to regain consciousness. From the east-facing window in the corridor, you can see the morning sun coming in quietly, and your face can be clearly illuminated by this light.

I've been acting more and more like an adult lately. Of course, he is the only one who thinks so.

It's about time to go out.

Maoshu walked down the stairs carefully, tiptoeing so as not to disturb the old administrator who was sleeping in the administrator's office, and then immediately put on his dirty sneakers and went out. Since I wasn't wearing socks, my ankles between my pants and sneakers felt a little cold when they came into contact with the cold air. The sky began to brighten gradually from the east, and the sky above the apartment also turned a little white.

I took a deep breath of the fresh morning air, passed the once-famous old building "Showaso", and walked briskly to the nearby newspaper delivery company.

Soon I saw the newspaper delivery company building with a peeling paint sign with the words "Asaka News" written in large letters. It takes no more than five minutes to walk from the apartment to the newspaper delivery company, and you won’t have to walk until you’re flushed and out of breath.

As soon as the door is opened.

"Good morning!" I greeted him as I stepped over the threshold.

In the room with cement floor, the boss was folding the advertisement into today's morning newspaper. At this moment, the boss stopped and greeted Mao Shu.

"Good morning, Shigeki!"

The boss of the newspaper delivery company was a middle-aged man in his forties, with thin hair, small stature, and wearing thick-rimmed glasses. Doing the same job next to them was the boss's wife, who was plump and had a smile on her round face.

"You are still the first one to arrive today!"

The proprietress was very kind and friendly like a business person and took good care of the helpless Maoshu. Although Maoshu felt very embarrassed, he ate breakfast and dinner there.

"Where's Ippei?"

Mao Shu asked the proprietress about her son's whereabouts, and the proprietress frowned.

"Same old, groggy this morning. I should be up now!"

Perhaps Yiping heard what his mother said, opened the door and came out.

"Hi! Good morning, everyone!"

"Wow! Shigeki comes up early every day. I admire him!"

Yiping, who is 21 years old this year, dresses like a new generation of people. Wearing blue jeans. He is the eldest of four siblings, with two younger sisters and a youngest brother who is still in elementary school. Since there was no one among the four siblings that he could get along with, he treated Maoshu, who was closer in age, as his younger brother.

Yiping just got up and yawned loudly, and his mother spanked him on the butt.

"Hey! Stop being so listless and get ready to go!"

"Okay! Got it!"

After a hasty response, Ippei put on his helmet, opened the door holding the morning paper and waved to Shigeki.

"Then I'll go ahead!"

Yiping got on his broken motorcycle and started it. It took two or three attempts before it started to work.

When the car was about to leave, the proprietress leaned her head out of the gate and exhorted her son.

"Be careful when riding your bike!"

Shigeki put the newspapers he was supposed to deliver on the company's bicycle.

"Then it's time for me to set off too!"

"Ah, be careful with the cars on the road!"

After saying hello, Maoshu pedaled his bicycle hard forward.

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Chapter 1: The Birth of a Lucky Person

There is a long concrete wall along the wide asphalt road. The old concrete wall was dirty and scratched. There were some new repairs on it, but the new repairs made the whole look even older.

There is a door in the middle of the gray concrete wall, and there is a road leading out of it, forming a T-shape with the main road. The large iron gate with horizontal pulleys was open, and on the pillar on the opposite right were the large gold-plated characters "Municipal Zhongju High School".

Municipal Zhongju High School.

This high school is the oldest high school in this area and is of course co-educational. However, due to the regional population ratio, there are an average of five more boys than girls in each class. Although there are mixed opinions about this school, as it is a public school with strict school spirit and discipline, its admission rate is not inferior to that of third-rate private schools.

The time was four o'clock in the afternoon. It would not be quite appropriate to say that the sky was clear at four o'clock in the afternoon, but it was too early to say that it was sunset. The sun is still bright, without any hint of dusk. Those who walked out of the school gate were students who did not participate in club activities, commonly known as the "Going Home Club."

This is often what the “first wave of people leaving school” looks like.

It was the same situation as yesterday.

But today, a black Mercedes was parked in the prohibited parking area at the school gate. There was no one in the back seat, and the loyal driver was holding the steering wheel, looking ready at all times. The car was shiny black and there were two men standing next to it.

One is a fat man like a bucket, while the other is a thin man who is inversely proportional to him. Although the two men had different body shapes, they were both wearing black suits and trousers. And he was wearing cheap sunglasses.

With pomaded hair and a hat on, he looks like a jazz player.

This look is no longer popular. Two strange people stood at the school gate and stared at the students who were walking out of the school with strange eyes. Although the students were curious, they did not dare to look at the two of them rashly, and most of them walked past quickly.

But these two people were watching the students through their sunglasses. Both of them were holding a photo in their hands, and they would look down at the photos from time to time, as if they were looking for the person in the photo.

After a while, the crowds leaving school gradually decreased. There seemed to be a special significance in the fact that these two visitors chose to come at the end of school time. The two men were quite confident in their abilities and were not worried that the target would escape, and there was no sign of anxiety on their faces.

The thin man suddenly reacted. After a while, the other fat man also discovered it.

The two seemed to be exchanging some information with their eyes. The two men walked towards the male student as if they had found their prey.

Maoshu stopped when a strange man blocked his way. While he was wondering, his arms were already held hostage.

The thin man asked Shigeki in a low voice.

"You are Shigeki Suoh, right?"

“Eh…?”

Maoshu seemed very flustered when a strange stranger suddenly called his name. After a moment of silence, the thin man asked Maoshu again.

"You are Shigeki Suho from Class 3, Grade 3 of Nakakoma Municipal High School, right?"

"Ah, that's right, but..."

"Excuse me, I need to talk to you about something..."

"Yeah! But..."

The two men reached out from both sides and grabbed Maoshu's wrists.

"Hey, wait..."

Although he tried to struggle free, he seemed to have no strength and his hands showed no signs of breaking free.

"Wait a minute, what are you guys going to do..."

The two men didn't say anything and pushed Maoshu into the back seat of the Mercedes. The thin man sat next to Mao Shu, while the fat man sat on the other side of Mao Shu. Mao Shu was stuck in the middle and couldn't move. The thin man gave instructions to the driver in the front seat through the rearview mirror, and the Mercedes started.

“Wha, what!?”

The incident happened suddenly and Maoshu had no idea what was going on.

Could it be kidnapping?

Should I feel proud? I never expected that I would be the target of kidnapping. At first, I thought I had recognized the wrong person, but they specifically mentioned his name, which really puzzled Maoshu.

So why…

Because I don't understand the other party's intentions, I feel even more strange. And these two people don't seem to be good people. Maybe it's a particular religious group.

Thinking about it this way, this is a matter of life and death.

"I don't have any money. Oh! No, I'm very poor and I don't have any savings. I live in a shabby apartment and I don't even have a VCR or a TV in my room..."

Even though Maoshu kept talking about how poor he was, the two men seemed to have no ears and did not react at all. The other party remained silent, which made Maoshu even more uneasy.

"It's true, I'm really poor. I don't even have money for food. I had bread for lunch, and it was really not tasty..."

I said a lot because I was nervous, even talking about eating. This time I'm afraid...

Giving up the idea of ​​continuing, Mao Shu smiled awkwardly and said, "So, you haven't had lunch yet?"

The two men remained silent.

"…"

"…"

An uncomfortable silence filled the cramped interior of the car.

“Ah, that…”

In the dull atmosphere, Mao Shu wanted to say something, but the fat man reached his hand into his suit.

Mao Shu's face stiffened.

Is it a pistol...?

However, what the fat man took out from his arms was a lollipop. As Maoshu breathed a sigh of relief, the fat man brought the candy to Maoshu.

"…"

It seemed like he wanted to call Maoshu, probably because he thought Maoshu was too noisy and wanted Maoshu to be quieter.

"It's so sweet! It's strawberry flavored."

The child seemed to be licking a lollipop happily, but was held hostage by two weirdos and forced to sit in a black Mercedes. This strange situation is as incredible as a plot in a comic book.

What will happen to me in the end?

But there was no point in thinking about it now. No matter how much he guessed, all Maoshu could do now was to eat lollipops.

Sizzle…

While Shigeki was eating a lollipop, the car drove out of the street and headed towards an area of ​​high-end luxury houses, which was in Yamate Prefecture. The courtyard is covered with a large lawn and the buildings are quite far apart. Such a mansion has always been out of reach for poor Mao Shuji.

Unless an ordinary citizen wins the first prize ten times, he or she will never be able to afford such a house in his or her entire life. The Mercedes stopped in front of an extremely luxurious house. This is a traditional-style house. If it hadn't been occupied all the time, it would definitely have become a famous haunted house.

I originally thought that I was being taken to some terrible place, and although I was relieved, things were becoming increasingly difficult to understand. It is impossible that the people who live in this mansion have anything to ask Maoshu.

There is a surveillance camera set up in a secret place, seemingly monitoring every move in front of the door. The Mercedes stopped there, and a black iron door taller than a person opened inward.

After the automatic iron gate opened, the Mercedes drove in and stopped at the porch in front of the building (similar to the place in front of the entrance of a hotel or hospital, where vehicles can drive in to let passengers get off). The ornately carved door opened, and a man in a black bodysuit appeared. The man in black bodysuit was about fifty years old and had a serious expression. According to common sense, this person should be the housekeeper. Although it was exactly the same as described in the movie, it was the first time that Shigeki saw it with his own eyes.

After the door next to the building opened, the thin man got out of the Mercedes-Benz, and then he signaled the fat man who was still sitting next to Maoshu to get out of the car. At this time, the butler approached Mao Shu who was in a daze in front of the porch.

The butler politely said to Mao Shu who was in a daze.

"I have been waiting for you here for a long time. You are Shigeki Suho, right?"

"Yes!"

After answering, Maoshu realized that he was still biting the candy. He took the dissolving and shrinking lollipop out of his mouth and hid it behind his back.

Shigeki looks like a fool...

Although Mao Shu blushed in embarrassment, the butler remained as still as a rock.

"Come in!"

Mao Shu was urged into the house by the housekeeper.

The first floor is a high-ceilinged hall with a curved staircase leading to the second floor. The oak staircase has a traditional style and the handrails are very unique. If viewed from a purely artistic perspective, it deserves considerable praise. Luxurious crystal chandeliers hang under the high ceiling and high-quality Persian red carpets are spread on the floor. Such a scene reminds people of early movies, as if a noble lady with her hair tied up high, wearing an evening dress, holding her skirt with her hands, will come down the stairs at any time.

The door behind Mao Shu, who stood still, opened quietly. Looking back, I saw the two men in black standing in front of the door. I guess there was no way they could escape from here.

"Please come this way!"

Mao Shu was led by the butler and walked towards the corridor to the right of the entrance. The two men in black followed closely behind like loyal watchdogs, leaving no room for escape.

After looking around, Maoshu gave up the idea of ​​escaping.

The butler walking in front seemed very cautious. The two people behind him looked strange, but they didn't seem to be behaving violently. So far, I have only been asked to eat lollipops, so there shouldn't be any danger. Besides, Shigeki himself really wanted to know who had brought him here and why.

Shigeki put the lollipop behind him and followed the butler.

The thought of hiding the lollipop behind my back made me feel embarrassed and I was sure I would be laughed at. However, the surface of the lollipop had melted and become sticky, so I couldn't put it in my pocket, nor could I throw it away casually, so I had to hold it. It's better than eating while walking, but still embarrassing. Walking along the corridor with doors on both sides and passing a few bends, it felt like walking into the innermost part of the mansion. At the end of the corridor, there is a closed door. The butler stopped there and opened the door.

"Come in!"

After the butler opened the door, Mao Shu walked in. But the two men in black did not go in. They were like well-trained and obedient watchdogs.

This room faces the courtyard. There is a large window on the wall in front of the entrance, through which sunlight shines, making the room very bright. There is a low coffee table in the middle of the room, with sofas on both sides of it. Maoshu didn't know what this room should be called, but judging by the furnishings, it should be a reception room.

Standing at the entrance and looking inside, I saw an old man sitting on the sofa inside. This old man was someone Maoshu had never seen before. The old man had short snow-white hair and a thick moustache, the ends of which curled upwards. The face is thin and has age spots. Although old, he is full of energy and exudes an aura of majesty that makes it difficult to approach him. The old man should be around seventy years old. He was wearing a kimono embroidered with a family crest and a pleated kimono skirt, and Japanese socks and straw sandals on his feet. It's not a wedding ceremony, and the old man's attire doesn't seem appropriate for the occasion. Although the old man was small, he was quite majestic, and looked very much like an important minister who served beside the emperor during the Meiji period.

"I brought Shigeki with me."

The housekeeper reported to the old man, who just moved his jaw slightly without saying a word.

"I'll take my leave now."

The butler bowed respectfully and disappeared out the door.

The door was closed silently, and only Maoshu and the old man were left in the room. Mao Shu didn't know what to do, so he just stood by the door. Because he was in uniform, it looked like he was called to the principal's office.

The old man was silent for a while, looking at Mao Shu's face with emotion. The old man neither said "Please come here" nor "Please sit down". Since the room is not that big, two people can hear each other this way. Although I have so many questions in my mind, whenever I want to speak, I feel like someone is shouting "Shut up" and I can't say a word.

"young people."

Mao Shu tensed up when the old man suddenly called him.

"Are they being disrespectful to you?"

"Yeah, yes."

“I see…”

The old man seemed to be less serious than before. After hesitating for a while, he said, "My name is Suho Shigezo, and I'm your grandfather."

Mao Shu didn't understand what the old man said for a moment.

Is that the "grandfather"?

Of course, there is no other meaning besides that.

This man is my grandfather, which means he is also my father’s father…

After Mao Shu thought it through, he was shocked.

Dong...The candy that Maoshu was holding behind him fell down.

The old man's surname was "Shou", so he was my grandfather-in-law, but Shigeki never knew about this. But Maoshu's father was not made of stone, so Maoshu certainly has a grandfather. It's just that Maoshu's parents never mentioned anything about his grandfather. It seemed that his grandparents had passed away very early, and Maoshu, who had never seen the grandfather in front of him, had never thought that such a person existed before.

At most, when he was a child, he heard his friends talk about the red envelopes or expensive birthday gifts given by their grandfathers, and Maoshu felt very envious when he heard it. After all, Maoshu's father passed away when he was very young, and since his impression of his father was very vague, he could not evoke any special longing for his father.

When Maoshu was in middle school, he found that there were only him and his mother in this family, and he had no contact with any other relatives. Plus, my mother seemed to deliberately avoid talking about relatives when she was alive...

Although Maoshu had some questions in his mind, his mother seemed to have some unavoidable difficulties, so Maoshu did not dare to ask her. Just like that, the mother died in an accident, leaving behind only the unsolved mystery and Shigeki.

I have always been alone...

Two years after his mother's death, this fact suddenly changed, and a grandfather appeared, whom Maoshu believed did not exist at all. Maoshu didn't know how to deal with this sudden accident, and his current mood was more like "wooden" than "shocked".

Mao Shu didn't react at all, just stood there blankly. Anyone who suffered such a sudden blow like Shigeki would probably have the same reaction as him.

"Shigeki."

The emotional cry brought Shigeki back to reality.

Mozo, who claimed to be Moki's grandfather, stretched out his hands, his serious face almost collapsed, as if he was about to cry. The serious face just now could no longer resist the emotion that surged in my heart.

Mao Zao abandoned the dignity of the owner of a mansion and became an ordinary old man. He opened his arms as if he wanted to hug someone, and said with tears in his eyes, "Maoshu, I am your grandfather, your grandfather..."

"…"

Shigezou looked panic-stricken, while Naruki seemed dazed.

For Shigezo, his grandson Shigeki should rush over and hug him tightly, but this seems a bit forced. Although it is said that "blood is thicker than water", family affection is developed slowly through daily interactions. No feelings can be generated based solely on biological blood ties. In other words, the old man at this time was just a stranger meeting for the first time.

An old man with his arms outstretched and a young boy standing still - although it was a ridiculous scene, it actually happened in a room in the mansion. If I were to write a title, it would probably be "Passing by" or "Nothing to do with each other".

Shigezo lowered his open arms and said in frustration, "Don't you understand what I'm saying...?"

Perhaps because of his disappointment, Maozo suddenly felt as if he had aged ten years.

"If I tell you this all of a sudden, you won't be able to accept it right away!"

Maozo asked and answered himself and nodded.

"I'm so sorry, I'm so out of control at this age. So, can you tell me about your father first...?"

About my father…

Shigeki's father Shigeo seems to be an ordinary office worker. Why do you say "seems"? For Maoshu, who lost his father at the age of five, the only things he knew about his father were vague childhood memories, a few photos and his mother's descriptions. And these contents only happened after Maoshu was born. As for how his father lived when he was young, what kind of family he grew up in, and how he met and married his mother, Maoshu knew nothing about it.

In a sense, for children, the first thing they see is their father. They will not imagine that their father was once a young man who loved to pursue his dreams, let alone that their father was once a child like themselves.

That's pretty much all we know. Shigeki is suddenly asked by Shigezo to "talk about your father", and he is shocked to find that he knows nothing about his father.

From Maoshu's perspective, he didn't just not know about his father. In any case, it was somewhat unusual for a person to be completely unaware of his relatives on his father's side. Although my father’s early death had an impact, I always felt that some things were intentionally concealed. I even wonder why they had to hide it. Perhaps it had something to do with the fact that Maoshu's family never interacted with relatives.

This mystery remained unsolved forever due to the death of his mother, but now a man who suddenly appears in front of him and claims to be his grandfather makes things gradually clear.

Mao Shu felt his face stiffen.

What happened to my father in the past?

"Ah, it's a long story, just sit there for now!"

Maozo regained his composure and called Maoshu, who had been standing there, to sit on the sofa opposite him. After Maoshu sat down on the sofa, he found that due to a series of accidents, the lollipop in his hand had disappeared. The high-end sofa material is indeed very good and it feels very comfortable to sit on. Despite this, Shigeki still felt quite uncomfortable when he came face to face with his strange grandfather.

"So, where should we start...?"

Maozo sobbed as he recalled the past. Although it was Maozo who spoke first, one could see a hesitant expression on his wrinkled face. For an old man like Maozo, it takes some courage to talk about his son.

"that…"

Maozo finally started to talk about the past.

That was about fifty years ago.

When Japan was struggling to recover from the miserable plight of a defeated nation, a 22-year-old young man inherited a small company in Yamaguchi Prefecture, Suho Seiki. This young man is Shigezo Suo.

Suo Seiki was founded by Shigezo's father Shigesuke. Although the company is small, it has a certain reputation in the industry.

In addition to his excellent skills, Mosuke also has excellent management skills. But his son Shigezo seemed to have no talent for business and no ability to develop new technologies.

The only thing that makes him better than others is his method of using people, but this is a very rare advantage.

In this society, there are often many excellent subordinates, but excellent commanders are rare, perhaps only one among tens of thousands of people. In other words, Shigezo was born with the talent to be a general or a prime minister.

Under the management of the second-generation owner Shigezo, Suo Seiki expanded its scale in line with Japan's revival. Although there are some rumors about the rapid growth of Suo Seiki, such as embezzlement of funds from the old Imperial Army and collusion with politicians, the truth is unknown. Most of them may be rumors spread by jealous colleagues, but some of them may be true. In any case, after ten years of operation by Shigezo, Suho Seiki has become the leader in the industry.

And just at this time, Maozo's child was born, a boy as Maozo wished.

This was a very joyful event for the president of Suo Seiki, who was only in his early thirties at the time. From then on, Maozo devoted more and more energy to his work, making his business bigger and bigger. Everything is going smoothly for both the company and Mao Zao personally.

However, such happy days did not last long. Shigezo's wife, whom he married at the age of 20, had been in poor health. After giving birth to Shigeo, her postpartum recovery was very poor and she has been bedridden ever since.

She finally died when her son Maofu was seven years old. When he was dying, he said, "I leave Maofu to you."

Maozo was very sad. He was not a loving man. No, it should be said that he is a person who values ​​career over family. Perhaps because of this, Maozo regretted not being nicer to his wife when she was alive. Perhaps in order to forget the pain of losing his wife, Maozo focused more on his career.

At that time, the whole of Japan was inspired by the slogan of "doubling income". Suo Seiki expanded further by taking advantage of Japan's rapid growth, and in 1970, during the Osaka World Expo, the company name was changed to "SOUH". At that time, the company's business was no longer limited to precision machinery, but further developed into a comprehensive enterprise.

As time passed, the son of the strong president was so proud of was already eighteen years old without him noticing. But Maozo never knew that there was a girl who was more important to his son than himself.

At the beginning, this man and woman were just full of love for each other, but soon they fell in love.

The girl's name was Kudo Yukie. She worked as a maid in the Suo family and was two years younger than Shigeo. Although not much is known about the girl, according to the mean servants of the Suo family, she seems to be the illegitimate daughter of a prostitute, and even her father is unknown. Although the boy who lost his mother at a young age and the illegitimate daughter who didn't know who her father was grew up in completely different environments, it seemed as if something tied them together. Perhaps it is the "feeling of admiring one person" in the hearts of two people, which is generally referred to as "loneliness". Perhaps only the parties involved, no, perhaps even the parties themselves do not understand this. After all, that's what love is all about.

A year or two passed after their encounter, and when Shigeo was about to become an adult, the two could no longer live without each other. As things have evolved to this point, Maozo, who puts his career first, has begun to understand a little about the relationship between the two. However, Maozo thought that this was just young love, like measles, it would soon be over and he let it develop. The leader of a growing enterprise will not be bothered by such trivial matters.

But unexpectedly, Shigeo's love for Yukie not only did not diminish, but he even proposed to marry her. There was a huge difference in their status, one was the heir to a large enterprise, the other was a maid with an unclear family background. Such a relationship was totally unacceptable to Maozo, who opposed it angrily.

Despite this, Shigeo and Yukie have no intention of giving up on getting married. For Shigezo, he thinks his son Shigeo has always been very honest and never disobeys his father. He even thinks Shigeo is too introverted. If he takes over a large enterprise, Shigezo is a little worried. Unexpectedly, the weak son was very stubborn about this matter.

As a result, Shigezo had no choice but to put pressure on Yukie. But Yukie seemed to be more determined than Shigeo, and neither huge sums of money nor intimidation were of any use. Perhaps it was because she grew up in an unfortunate environment that her heart was stronger than she appeared. Shigezo could no longer tolerate Yukie's refusal to break up with Shigeo and he called her a "vixen who seduced my son."

They knew that if there was no problem of social disparity, their sincere love would be allowed, so they eloped together. However, unlike others, Maozo did not separate the two people who eloped, but allowed them to develop freely. Shigezo, who lives alone both at work and in life, may have had too high expectations of Shigeo as his successor, which made Shigeo want to betray him.

The father was betrayed by his son, so he no longer cared about his son's life or death. This was probably what Maozo was thinking at the time. Of course, Mao Fu refused to give in on this matter, and the two impulsive father and son disappeared without a trace.

As Shigezo lost his successor, his enthusiasm for his career drastically decreased. In 1980, he assumed the position of honorary president, but in fact he announced his retirement. In this way, the SOUH Group was transformed from a family business to one run by a board of directors. The irony of my fate was compounded when I thought that doing so would only make the board of directors stronger.

At this time, the SOUH Group had merged several companies and also had several large branches overseas. As a result, the group itself began to grow rapidly.

Although Maozo, who has been appointed as the chairman, no longer interferes in the affairs of the group, his words still have a certain influence. But this man who once dominated the business world at the end of this century is now old. As we age, we become weaker. Recently, Maozo has been spending more time immersed in memories than in reality.

For half a century, Maozo has been working hard in his career. The result is that he has gained wealth like Rockefeller and power like a "shadow prime minister". However, he had no son to inherit it all, and no relatives to share the family happiness.

Standing on the top of the pyramid that was built with great effort is just a lonely king. This is a portrait of myself now.

Standing on the top of this pyramid, Gudu Maozo seemed to understand that he had sacrificed the only thing he could not replace for this cold throne.

Maozo is already in his seventies and knows that he doesn't have much time left. At this moment, Maozo no longer wants to be a tycoon in the business world, but only wants to be a happy old man with many children and grandchildren. While Maozo was fantasizing about happiness, he felt that he deserved his fate.

My son Maofu is almost 40 years old now, and should be a father already. If I were a father, I would probably understand how I felt at that time.

Maozo wanted to bow his head and apologize now. Yes, he would apologize no matter what and sincerely ask for his son's forgiveness. Although it was too late, Shigezo would acknowledge Yukie as his daughter-in-law and welcome her into the Suo family. The happiest thing is to see my grandson and be called "Grandpa".

Son, daughter-in-law, grandson─When she thought of herself being surrounded by a warm family, she couldn't wait to find the whereabouts of her son Shigeo. So he ordered the group's investigation department to carry out the task.

Although there was a gap of nearly twenty years between the father and son, this was not a problem at all for the efficient group investigation department. In just one week, the results came out. However, after a quick and careful investigation, it was found that the unfilial son had died ten years ago, and his daughter-in-law had died in an accident two years ago, which was a huge shock to Maozo. The only grandson left in the world lives a simple life delivering newspapers.

how so…

After reading the report, Maozo was confused by the cruel contents. The son who escaped from his father twenty years ago has gone to another world. There was no chance for them to reconcile. No matter how much Maozo apologized to his son, his son would not hear him. Perhaps this is the retribution for expanding one's business through force and blindly pursuing wealth and power.

What on earth do I do...

Maozo was completely devastated and could no longer cry. No amount of tears can wash away such great sorrow.

With things turning out like this, I might as well betray my family, become a workaholic and die. The old strong man was tempted by the dream of a happy life in his later years and opened Pandora's box that should not have been opened.

Although the treasure box is filled with despair, there is still a glimmer of hope.

Is it Mao Shu?

Maozo looked at a photo attached to the report with sad eyes. The photo shows Shigeki wearing sportswear. He had a headband on his head and looked a little nervous. According to the investigation department, the photo was taken during the sports meet for the first year of high school. The photo was probably taken by the school for the graduation yearbook, and the group's investigation department seemed to have obtained it through special channels. The group's investigation department might even be able to find out how many nose hairs the CIA director has, so a small matter like this is a piece of cake for them.

This young man is my grandson...

The shadow of his dead son can be found on the boy’s honest face. On the other hand, from Maozo's clear eyes, it can be seen that he has acknowledged the fruit of their love.

In this young man's heart, Shigeo and Yukie are still alive.

Taking good care of their only child became their only chance to atone for their sins.

Maofu, I will definitely make your son happy.

Maozo secretly made this promise, gaining a lot of things but losing the most important thing.

"Yes, let's do it!"

Perhaps Maozo regretted what he had done in the past and shed tears. Maybe it’s because I’m getting old, I’ve become more tearful recently. As the saying goes, "When you get old, you're no longer able to do anything."

As Maozo spoke a lot, the sun gradually set, and the room where the grandparents and grandchildren were meeting became darker without them noticing.

"…"

Maozo finished his words, and Maoshu was speechless for a moment.

After listening to Maozo's narration, Maoshu roughly understood it. Although what Maozo said was unbelievable, no one would go to so much trouble to deceive me. Even though it happened so suddenly, what Maozo said should be true.

"So, you are really mine..."

Maoshu looked at Maozo's face and hesitated a little.

"grandfather!"

"Yeah." Maozo nodded quietly.

This…is true. This guy is really my grandpa...

Although Shigeki murmured this in his heart, he did not feel that way at all.

When Maozo saw Maoshu reuniting with his only relative, there was no joy on his face and he looked a little disappointed.

His shoulders suddenly dropped, and he sighed, "You still hate me, and think I'm a bad guy. Then I won't force you..."

"No, it's not like that..." Shigeki explained hurriedly.

Indeed, although it happened a long time ago, for the new generation of people Maoshu, it was a bit too much to prevent two lovers from being together just because they were not a good match. And when you drive people away like this, you want to get them back when you feel lonely. This absurd behavior is simply selfish.

But from Maoshu's point of view, Maozou in front of him is no longer the stubborn grandfather who is against his parents being together, but just a poor old man who has lost his family. Out of sympathy, I can't bear to blame you anymore. Besides, seeing Maozou recounting the past with tears in his eyes, even if this lonely old man had committed any crime, he had been severely punished.

If his parents had said something bad about his "grandfather" when they were alive, Shigeki might have a different view of Shigezo today. But Maoshu, let alone saying bad things about his grandfather, didn't even know he had a grandfather. So when a remorseful Shigezo confessed everything, Shigeki was shocked but not angry.

"It seems hard to accept that I'm telling you all this all of a sudden..."

"Today is just our first meeting, so we can't become a family yet..."

Maozo said this, but he couldn't hide the loneliness on his face. Mao Shu didn't know what to say and just felt very uncomfortable.

In the heavy atmosphere, Maozo changed his depressed mood and said, "Well, if we live together first, we will be happy in the future!"

"Huh? Living together?"

When Shigeki heard what Shigezo said, he was immediately stunned.

"Yes, you will live here from today, with me. I made you suffer in the past, but from now on I will make you happy."

"This is so sudden..."

"How could that be? Now there are only you and me, the grandparents and grandchildren. Shouldn't we live under the same roof?"

Although that makes some sense, it's still too fast. Even if you want to live together, you still have to be mentally prepared.

"Well, I need to explain everything to the newspaper delivery company first, and the luggage in the apartment..."

"Ah, don't worry about that." Mozo said nonchalantly.

"When you were at school today, I sent someone to explain everything to the couple in detail. As for the apartment you live in, I also sent someone to move all your luggage here."

"What! This will cause me a lot of trouble."

Shigeki said without thinking, and after hearing this, Shigezo's wrinkled face became even more distorted.

"Do you really... hate living with me so much? You still hate me and think I'm a bad guy!"

"Ah, no, that's not what I meant..."

Maoshu tried to stop the old man who was about to burst into tears.

"But I need a little more..."

At this time, Shigezo's voice rose, interrupting Shigeki's attempt to say the word "time".

“Okay, let’s not talk about this for now. I understand even if you don’t say it. You…you all think I’m a bad person. It’s all my fault. It’s all my fault that Shigeo and Yukie…even my grandson have suffered misfortune.”

Maozo stopped blaming himself for a moment and lowered his head pessimistically.

"I finally realized how much you hate me and that you don't want to live with me at all. I can only die alone. No, I really want to die!"

"No, that's not the case. I don't mean to hate you at all."

Mozo suddenly raised his head.

"Are you serious? You really don't like me at all?"

"Yes, yes..."

Mao Shu was oppressed by the situation and nodded. Shigezo then slightly rose from the couch and held Shigeki's hand.

"Are you really willing to forgive me? Are you willing to forgive this hateful old man..."

In Shigezo's eyes, which were weeping with joy, there seemed to be a cunning light that Shigeki was unaware of.

"Then you're willing to live with me right away?"

Although forgiving mistakes and living together are two different things, if he shook his head it would definitely never end, so Maoshu had no choice but to nod.

"So, you really agreed? Then..."

"…"

Shigezo happily held his grandson's hand, while Chengshu looked embarrassed.

He was basically forced into a dilemma. Although Maozao looks old, he is indeed a strong man who has been in the business world for many years. No matter how smart a person is, he will inevitably be deceived. The old ones are still the most experienced.

After Maozou had finished crying, someone knocked on the door, as if it had been planned in advance.

Knock knock...

"Eh, what's wrong?"

Shigezo let go of Shigeki's hands and spoke to the person outside the door. Then someone opened the door and said "someone lost his temper" and came in. The voice sounds like that of a young girl. Mao Shu sat on the sofa with his back to the door, looking back. The person who entered the room was, as expected, a girl in her twenties.

Since Shigeki was sitting with his back to him, it is difficult to describe his detailed appearance. All I know is that she was probably a little shorter than Shigeki. The girl has a gentle face and medium-long hair. She looked like a beauty. Although she wasn't stunningly beautiful, she had a kind of friendly charm that made people want to stay by her side all the time.

The girl was wearing a black dress with a folded collar around her neck and two upright white buttons side by side below the collar. She also wore a white apron over the dress. The apron has wavy piping on the edges and is tied at the waist with a large bow at the back. The headband, which has a wavy hem like the apron, is wrapped around the head and tied at the back. On his feet he wore white socks and short shoes with no laces required.

Perhaps it was the owner's preference that he ordered the maid to dress in this rare traditional style.

The maid was secretly surprised at the room.

"Eh, what's wrong? Why don't you turn on the lights when it's so dark...?"

The maid said as she reached out to the wall next to her. At the flick of a switch, the room was filled with fluorescent light. Only then did Maoshu realize that the room was indeed very dark.

The maid walked over to the sofa and said to Maozo, "Master, dinner is ready."

"Oh! It's already time for dinner. I didn't realize it's already so late..."

Shigezo looked surprised and said to Shigeki in a sheepish tone, "I am an old man, and I have been talking to you for so long. You must be hungry. Let's go and eat!"

As soon as Shigezo stood up, Shigeki followed suit.

"By the way, I'd like to take this opportunity to introduce you to my maid, Shen Dong."

After Maozo finished his introduction, the maid standing next to him, Shendong, greeted Maoshu respectfully.

"My name is Sen Shendong."

"Ah, hello..."

When Mao Shu saw Shen Dong approaching him respectfully, he didn't know how to respond and felt his heart beating faster.

"Shintoshi, this is my grandson Shigeki."

When Shigezo said "my grandson", he felt an excitement that was hard to suppress.

"In the depth of winter, I'll ask you to take care of Shigeki's daily life. Don't neglect it!"

"Yes, I understand."

"Shigeki, if you need anything, just tell Shendong. You're welcome."

“Ah, yes.”

Although Mao Shu answered this way, he still had some doubts in his heart. I always feel it is inappropriate that I have to be taken care of by a girl who is about the same age as me but not my mother.

Maoshu is not good at talking even to his female classmates, let alone giving orders to a girl?

This girl has to take care of my daily life...

Maoshu felt that the maid, who was rarely seen in the past, now appeared frequently in front of him.

Maoshu kept looking at Shendong, which made Shendong feel shy and lower his head. Mao Shu found himself very ungraceful and hurriedly turned his gaze away from Shen Dong. He wondered if she was angry and glanced at Shen Dong's expression out of the corner of his eyes.

Shendong smiled, perhaps because he felt that Maoshu's behavior was like that of a shy child, or perhaps to show that he did not blame Maoshu for being rude. The smile in the deep winter made her originally respectful maid character seem a little lively and innocent.

Dongdong…

When Maoshu saw Shendong's faint smile, his heart beat even faster. Mao Shu felt guilty and quickly looked away from Shen Dong's face.

I'm going to live here from today, which seems a bit inappropriate...

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"call…"

Shigeki climbed into the marble bathtub and let out a long breath. The hot water in the bathtub overflowed a lot due to Shigeki's entry. The bright white marble bathtub is very large, and there is still plenty of space even if you stretch your legs. For someone with Mao Shu's physique, maybe two or three more could go in. The bathtub in the public bathroom of the apartment used to be very small. Mao Shu even thought that if he was not careful in such a big bathtub, he would drown in it.

The bathtub is so big, and the bathroom is of course also very big. Compared with the apartment where Maoshu lives, it is obviously much bigger. Look at the floor covered with shiny tiles and the high ceiling above.

What…

Maoshu felt that everything in this bathroom was too luxurious and an unnecessary waste.

Although Shigeki, who belongs to the common people faction, would also like to try a luxurious life. But the luxury that Maoshu requested was just going to a restaurant once a week or moving to a suite with a bathroom. Maoshu didn't understand the meaning of such luxury.

When I first stepped into this mansion, I felt like I was in the wrong place. After so long, this feeling not only did not disappear, but became more and more obvious. Although Shendong's smile made Maoshu want to stay here, after a few hours, Maoshu began to regret it.

"Ah..." He sighed again.

After all, I am still not fit to live here...

Speaking of "inappropriate", the same was true of the dinner we had earlier.

Wow, what a great dinner...

Maoshu leaned his head against the edge of the bathtub, thinking about the entire table of food that had just been served for dinner. The dining table was in the shape of a long table used at wedding banquets, and was covered with a white tablecloth. Every dish served on the table takes a lot of effort to make. Rather than calling it a dish, it would be more appropriate to call it a "work of art made with food." In addition to the available meat and fish, the dishes also contain other ingredients that have never been seen or heard of.

Although Mao Shu felt that the food in his hand was a little strange, it tasted very good. Maoshu is used to simple meals and has no idea how to appreciate luxurious French cuisine. He is really wasting good food. If you want to treat me to a meal, it would be better to treat me to steak or barbecue...

While Maoshu was thinking about how poor and stupid he was, the bathroom door suddenly opened. I looked towards the bathroom door and saw Shendong's figure appear in the steam. It was the dead of winter and she was wearing a white short-sleeved sports T-shirt and orange shorts, looking very casual, and she was walking barefoot on the wet floor. Shen Dong’s figure is petite, but compared with the maid’s outfit, her curves appear to be in good shape. She was holding a pink basin in her hands, with a bottle of shower gel and a sponge for bathing in the basin.

Wow, wow, wow…

Perhaps because he was embarrassed, Maoshu wanted to leave the bathroom, so he slowly got up from the bathtub. But he seemed to realize that he was not wearing any clothes and immediately sank into the bathtub. Only the head is exposed, with the legs together and bent, and held with both hands to hide the lower body.

Shen Dong came to the bathroom and nodded slightly.

"I lost my body."

Maoshu glanced to the side and saw the curve of a bra vaguely showing through the deep winter T-shirt.

Shigeki tried desperately to avert his eyes from the enchanting sight.

"Um, um, what are you going to do...?"

Mao Shu seemed flustered by the sudden appearance of Shen Dong, and his tongue seemed to be tied and he couldn't speak.

"I'm here to wash your back."

"Wash your back? Wash my back?"

There is no stupider question in the world than this. But Shen Dong didn't even smile and nodded seriously.

"Yes."

"No, that's not necessary. I can do it myself..."

Grandpa is really nosy...

Although Maozo was thinking about his lovely grandson, it caused trouble for Maoshu. It's really hard to understand what rich people think.

"Anyway, don't bother. There's no need to trouble you with this kind of thing..."

"But…"

Shendong wanted to say something but was interrupted by Maoshu.

"Really...really, no need. I can do it myself..."

"…"

Shen Dong was rejected by Mao Shu.

"that…"

Shen Dong said this nervously while looking at Mao Shu curled up in the bathtub.

"If you don't like me, you can find someone else to wash it for you..."

"No, no, that's not what I meant..."

Mao Shu wanted to say, "If I need to wash my back, it would be best if you could help me, Shen Dong," but he swallowed the words back.

"Um, I...I always wash it myself..."

As Mao Shu spoke, he felt that what he said was very strange, but there was no other way at this time.

“Is that so…”

The loyal maid Shen Dong seemed to feel regretful for not being able to complete the task she was assigned, and walked back to the bathroom door reluctantly.

"Well, I'll take my leave now."

Shen Dong walked again in front of the bathroom door, then disappeared on the other side of the door holding the washbasin. The bathroom door was closed. Maoshu was sure that Shendong's footsteps were gradually fading away, and he took another breath. This was the third time Maoshu had taken a deep breath since he entered the bathroom today.

But, I ate it indeed.

Maoshu, who had just come out of the bathroom, was in his new room, thinking about what had just happened in the bathroom. Shigeki's new room is located on the second floor of this mansion. It is twenty tatami mats in size and is a Western-style room. The room was rectangular, with a door in the middle of the longer side. On the right side of the door are desks, bookshelves, sofas, TVs, and other items. On the left side there is a large bed that even a cow can sleep on. Around the bed, about one-third of the room is separated by accordion-style curtains. The floor was covered with a short-haired carpet, and on the inner wall there were four rectangular windows that were equally spaced and opened outwards. Looking out the window, you can see a courtyard covered with green grass.

The bathroom where I just took a shower is at the end of the corridor to the right after exiting this room. When he was taken to his new room, Shen Dong said that there was another bathroom on the first floor that was bigger than the one he had just seen.

Could it be that the owner of this mansion wants to raise crocodiles?

The entire mansion is in the shape of a horseshoe, and the protruding part on the right is where Mao Shu's room is located. The concave area in the middle of the horseshoe shape is the atrium, and this is where you look down from the window of the room. However, all the windows are now covered with thick curtains.

It was nine o'clock in the evening, too early for a high school student to go to bed.

Mao Shu, in his pajamas and slippers, sat on the edge of the big bed. Shigeki's pajamas were cream-colored, with many bright yellow, palm-sized stars embroidered on them, a very gorgeous design. Of course, this pajamas is not Maoshu's own, but was worn from the bathroom. The place for clothes in the bathroom has already been prepared. I don't know who prepared it, but I can't say it has no flattering implications.

Maoshu felt that neither this pajamas nor this room were suitable for him. This room, like the bathroom just now, is so big that I can't imagine it. I originally thought that the toilet would be smaller, but when I entered, I saw that it was just as big, as if it was used exclusively by sumo wrestlers of Sekitori's level. There was no place in this mansion where Maoshu, who had been used to living in poverty, felt he could fit in.

The luggage moved from the apartment was packed into boxes and piled in the corner of the room. There were five boxes in total. Although there was little luggage inside, it showed how frugal Maoshu's life was in the past. None of the lids on the cartons were opened. All the necessities of life are available in this place, so there is no need to open the boxes.

“Uh… yeah…”

Mao Shu sat on the edge of the bed, yawned loudly, and then lay down on the big bed.

Boom.

Shigeki had just come out of the bathroom, but his hair wasn't wet. I just wanted to take a good rest, but deep winter suddenly came. Not only did I not have time to wash my hair, I even didn’t have time to wash my body properly before I came out early. But I felt like my body was burning as if it had been soaked in hot water for a long time.

despite this…

Mao Shu looked at the ceiling in a trance. In his mind, the silhouette of deep winter loomed. Deep winter, she is really a good girl...

Maybe it's just my imagination, my breasts are quite plump. Because it was deep winter and the bottom of her T-shirt was not tucked in but left outside, we had no idea how big her waist was. But when she wore a maid's uniform in the dead of winter, it was certain that she had no extra fat around her waist. She has a small butt and a pair of long beautiful legs.

At first, this was just a scene that appeared in Maoshu's mind. The more he tried to trace back the memory, the more vividly the image of deep winter appeared in his mind.

I think I'm a bit lustful...

It's normal for a boy of Maoshu's age to react to a girl's body. However, perhaps it was because of his unique sense of morality, Shigeki felt an indescribable sense of guilt about this matter. He was thinking, if he had let her wash his back just now...

Shigeki is now starting to have evil fantasies...

Maoshu imagined himself sitting on a small chair, with Deep Winter's knees pressed against his back, and a bath sponge soaked in shower gel scrubbing his back. There were more and more bubbles on the sponge, and his back was covered with bubbles.

Mao Shu's fantasy has nothing special so far, but Mao Shu can't stop his fantasy and continues to daydream...

In the deep winter, I am not only washing my back, but I seem to be starting to wash my front. What is going on?

Deep winter's arms passed from Mao Shu's armpits to the front, washing the skinny chest, then the firm abdomen, and then down...

Oh oh oh…

Maoshu looked at the ceiling and let out a faint cry.

Mao Shu continued to fantasize about Shen Dong's hands washing his crotch very carefully and with teasing tenderness. The foam-filled sponge rubbed and stimulated Mao Shu's body slipperily.

After taking a bath, the blood circulation is already very active. Coupled with such a sensational fantasy, the healthy 17-year-old Maoshu will naturally have a physical reaction. The clone that was originally hanging down in the underwear gradually grew larger due to the injection of excited blood.

The swollen lower body pushed up the soft pajamas.

Ahhh…

Shigeki was unexpectedly disgusted by the changes in his body.

I, what on earth am I thinking about...

Maoshu felt that the inappropriate sexual fantasies he had about Shendong when he was alone were even more inappropriate than the fantasies he had about the beautiful girls in pornographic magazines or comics. Despite this, Maoshu did not stop fantasizing. Human instinct overcame moral reason, and Maoshu continued to fantasize about more exciting plots.

In the bathroom depicted by Shigeki, Shendong held his erect penis in his hands from behind and his body suddenly pressed close to him.

Whoa whoa…

Shen Dong's soft and plump breasts were tightly pressed against Mao Shu's bubble-coated back, and the curve of her bra could be vaguely seen through her wet T-shirt. I don't know when the sponge on Shendong's hand disappeared, and he rubbed Maoshu's clone with his soft fingers. The obscene actions in the depths of winter can no longer be considered "washing".

In the fantasy of Mao Shu, his penis has become erect, and the thick veins have already emerged. The same is true for Maoshu and his clone in reality. While Maoshu is lying on the bed, his clone has already set up a tent high. The fully erect penis was uncomfortable in the tight pants. The swollen and stiff clone seemed to be saying in pain that it wanted to go out.

Oops, it's already fully erect...

If I don't vent it, it seems like it won't go away.

What should I do…?

While Maoshu was troubled, he held his penis in his hand and rubbed it lasciviously, which resulted in Maoshu masturbating. Although this is my new room, I always feel like it's my first time in someone else's house. For a moment, Maoshu was a little hesitant, but as his physiological functions were at their peak, he still couldn't suppress his impulse.

While intoxicated, Maoshu reached for the elastic band of his pajamas, preparing to take them off. But at this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door, as if someone was blaming Maoshu.

Knock knock knock…

oops!

Just when Mao Shu was about to start behaving inappropriately, he jumped up like a frightened cat, sat down on the bed in panic, and answered in a pitiful voice.

“Ah! Yes, yes.”

"I'm Deep Winter. Can I come in?"

Boom boom!

Mao Shu felt quite flustered by Shen Dong's sudden visit and immediately responded.

"Please, please, please come in."

Shen Dong gently closed the door and entered the room. Shen Dong was now not wearing casual clothes like she had worn in the bathroom, but a neat maid's uniform. One hand was holding a plate of cantaloupe.

Shen Dong closed the door, looked at Mao Shu who was sitting on the bed and said, "I'm sorry, did I disturb your rest?"

"Ah, no, it doesn't matter."

The fantasy just now seemed to still linger in the air of the room, and Maoshu couldn't calm down. Although his swollen and stiff lower body shrank suddenly due to the knock on the door, it still looked very obvious. Mao Shu covered his face with his hands as if nothing had happened, and watched the deep winter passing by with joy. Shendong didn't seem to notice that Maoshu was paying attention to his lower body.

Shendong walked to the side of the bed and brought the plate of cantaloupe to Maoshu.

"Come, eat."

"Ah, thank you."

Mao Shu, who was sitting, took the plate and looked at Shen Dong's face.

"Could this also be Grandpa..."

I’m still not used to calling Maozo “Grandpa” even though I just met him today. But Shigeki had no other more appropriate name for Shigezo, so he had no choice but to call him that.

"Grandpa, he..."

"No!" Shen Dong said, shaking his head.

“This is me…”

"Is it you, Deep Winter?"

"Yes."

What a surprise, this plate of cantaloupe was not ordered by Maozo, but brought by Shendong himself.

"Just now at dinner, you seemed to like cantaloupe very much, so I thought I'd bring you a plate after I take a shower..."

Although the cantaloupe, the last dessert of the dinner, looked a bit plain, Mao Shu’s favorite was not the kelp on the table, but the cantaloupe that was served last. Take a cat as an analogy. Giving her dried bonito is worse than giving her gold because she doesn’t know the value of it.

For Mao Shu, who grew up in a frugal family, he would not be able to eat cantaloupe unless he had a car accident and lost his hands or feet.

Besides, the cantaloupe served now is not the dry and flat kind served at wedding banquets, but has a very strong fragrance, the flesh is quite soft, and it is cut into half-moon shapes and placed on the plate.

While eating dinner, Mao Shu held a dessert spoon in his hand, scooped up the juicy fruit pulp, and put it into his mouth excitedly. The cold cantaloupe was quite delicious, and Mao Shu ate it very frugally, leaving only a thin layer of skin, not leaving out even a tiny bit of the flesh.

Mao Shu's voracious eating seemed to be completely seen by the maid Shen Dong.

Maoshu knew that he was eating so fast that Shendong saw him and his face turned red. Maoshu is a very frugal person. Whenever he goes to a fast food restaurant, he always orders the cheapest food. He is often made fun of by his classmates, and he feels the same way. But the only thing he didn't want was Shen Dong to have a bad impression of him.

Shen Dong saw that Mao Shu was not happy with the things he liked, and said worriedly: "Um, I came so suddenly, will it cause you trouble?"

"No, how could that be?"

Mao Shu saw Shen Dong's depressed expression and quickly denied it. I have mixed feelings, but I am definitely happy to have cantaloupe in the middle of winter.

“I’m so happy!”

"Is that so..." A smile appeared on Shen Dong's face.

Boom, boom! Here it comes again. When Maoshu saw Shendong’s smile, his heart began to beat again.

It's really strange. Just seeing Shendong's smile makes my heart beat fast.

"If you're done, just leave it there. I'll collect it tomorrow morning."

Mao Shu nodded, and Shen Dong walked gently and prepared to leave. But he stopped at the door and turned back to Maoshu.

“Um, I…”

Deep in winter hesitantly clasped her hands on her apron, at a loss as to what to do.

"I'm sorry to say this to you suddenly. As long as I can do it, I will definitely try my best to do it. So if you need anything, please feel free to tell me."

Shendong seemed to go beyond the position of a loyal maid and enlighten Maoshu who was not adapting to the new environment. The purpose of her bringing the cantaloupe was probably to say these things.

Maoshu felt ashamed for having obscene thoughts about Shendong. The red face showed even more shame.

"That's it. I'm done."

Shen Dong felt that she had gone beyond her duties as a maid and looked embarrassed. But she immediately returned to her well-trained maid nature and said, "Well, I'll take my leave now."

When leaving, he bowed respectfully and disappeared out the door.

"Deep winter..."

Maoshu muttered this while facing the closed door. Holding the spoon attached to the plate, he scooped the pulp and put it into his mouth. The soft flesh is placed on the tongue and the fragrance immediately spreads in the mouth. tasty…

Mao Shu thought that the cantaloupe brought in late winter tasted better than the one brought at dinner time.

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Chapter 2 Tempting Lips

Ring ring ring ring….

The sharp sound of the alarm woke Maoshu up. Maoshu reached out his hand from under the thin quilt to search for the noisy alarm clock and turned off the alarm switch.

It’s morning already…

Maoshu slowly crawled out from under the quilt, rubbed his eyes and looked around. This was the same shabby apartment that hadn't changed at all...

Why am I still in the same shabby apartment when I wake up?

Could it be that everything from yesterday, the black Mercedes, the mansion, the grandfather who suddenly appeared, the luxurious food, the oversized bathroom, etc., even the deep winter...

Dream, it’s just a dream…

That way, everything makes sense.

It's all just a dream.

Although he felt a little regretful, the honest Maoshu breathed a sigh of relief. Maoshu felt that it would be more suitable for him to stay in this cramped, shabby apartment than in an empty mansion.

Suddenly, I, who was all alone, had someone to rely on, and that person was a rich grandfather. This kind of plot can only be found in old TV dramas.

Hahaha…

Mao Shu smiled dejectedly, and this time he was really sober. Through the dim room, the white ceiling was reflected in his blurry and dazed eyes.

this…

There is an extra-large bed here that even a cow can sleep on, and people are staying in a Western-style room that is three times bigger than that shabby apartment.

At the window next to the pillow, sunlight shone through the gaps in the drawn curtains.

This is indeed not a dream, everything is real...

To double-check, Maoshu tried pinching his cheeks.

it hurts.

These are facts that cannot be changed.

"Knock knock knock..."

A polite knock on the door interrupted Maoshu's thoughts.

"good morning."

It was the voice of the maid Shen Dong.

"Are you up? Breakfast is ready."

"Oh, I see. I'll go right away!"

After Mao Shu answered hurriedly, he immediately got out of bed and put on his slippers. He walked to the window and opened the curtains wide, allowing sunlight, different from that of yesterday, to come in.

"Well, I'm going to school now."

Shigeki, in his uniform, said hello to Shindong who came to see him off at the entrance, then went out with his schoolbag in one hand. The sky was exceptionally clear and the gentle breeze was refreshing.

In front of the parking porch, a black Mercedes was waiting for Mao Shu. This black Mercedes seems to be the same one that brought Mao Shu here yesterday. The driver was an old man like yesterday, wearing white gloves and opening the back door of the Mercedes.

"Come in."

Huh?

The driver spoke again to the dazed Maoshu.

"Please get in the car and I'll take you to school."

"Eh?"

Although the driver said, "I'll take you to school," it would definitely attract attention if you were taken to school like this. In this case, I have to explain everything to everyone. Mao Shu wanted to avoid this situation as much as possible.

But thinking back carefully, Maoshu was brought here by car yesterday and didn't know the way to school. If you want to go to school, you have to listen to the driver and get in a Mercedes.

There was no choice but Maoshu got into the Mercedes and sat in the middle of the spacious back seat. The driver closed the back door, sat in the front seat and took control of the steering wheel. Gently stepping on the accelerator, the Mercedes slowly drove out of the open door.

Soon the car moved away from the high-end residential area of ​​Yamate Prefecture, and Shigeki politely said to the driver.

"Um, driver..."

"My name is Shimomura."

Shigeki continued to stare at the driver.

"Ah, Mr. Shimomura."

"What's the matter?"

"When the car gets near the school, can you please let me get off?"

"That won't do."

Shimomura flatly rejected Shigeki's request.

"If I do that, I will be scolded by the master."

"But this is..."

"No, absolutely not. I have been working for the Suo family for 24 years since I was 20 years old. I have never neglected the master's orders. It is my job to send Master Shigeki to school."

"But…"

The loyal Shimomura stopped Shigeki from speaking any further.

"I'm really sorry, but I must obey the master's orders."

Mao Shu didn't say anything else, just put his schoolbag on his legs and sat obediently in the back seat. In the end, the car still drove to the school.

As soon as the black Mercedes stopped at the school gate where many people were going to school, it attracted everyone's attention.

After the driver got out of the car, he opened the back door.

"please."

Shimomura bowed respectfully towards Shigeki who got off the car. Even though it would attract attention, Shimomura still did it.

"Well then, Master, please take care."

"I, I went to school."

After Mao Shu responded to the driver's respectful farewell, he immediately left the scene as if he was running for his life, and a voice came from behind.

"Hey, Suho!"

Mao Shu turned around and saw that it was his classmate.

"good morning!"

"No, don't be so polite."

Maoshu was thinking that his classmates would be surprised when they saw him getting out of the expensive car. This was a very inappropriate idea, and Shigeki himself thought so.

"Ah, no, just now..."

Embarrassed Mao Shu spoke in panic.

"We'll talk about the details later. I'm leaving now..."

“Hey, wait a minute!”

Shigeki shook off the voice calling him and immediately jogged away from the crowd of people who were staring at him and went into the school building. Shigeki put on slippers and entered the "3-3" classroom on the second floor. His classmates, who had just seen him at the school gate, immediately swarmed over him, questioning him like a reporter interviewing a celebrity involved in a scandal.

"Why do you go to school in a Mercedes?"

"What on earth is going on?"

"Hey, what's going on?"

"What's going on? Tell me!"

Shigeki cringed at the barrage of questions as he briefly explained what happened yesterday. Although Shigeki explained the whole thing, both the classmates who listened to Shigeki's narration and the people who saw Shigeki getting in and out of the Mercedes-Benz were skeptical.

"Yeah! That's it!"

After giving a general explanation, Shigeki made a conclusion.

"I see, that's why you come to school in a Mercedes."

After listening to Shigeki's explanation, the students expressed their thoughts in unison.

"Isn't it nice to live with grandpa?"

Although some female classmates were happy that the helpless Maoshu had found someone to rely on, most of them were envious of the fact that the poor Maoshu suddenly became rich.

"I'm so envious!"

"This person is truly incredible!"

"I suddenly recognized my grandfather, and he's a rich man..."

"So, from today on, Maoshu is a rich young master!"

"Very good!"

"You lucky guy!"

Maoshu had a complicated expression on his face amidst the envy and mockery from his classmates.

"Hmm, this, hahaha..."

The frugal Maoshu felt very uncomfortable with the luxurious night he spent in the mansion yesterday. Some of his classmates held different opinions, but that kind of discomfort could not be felt unless one actually experienced it.

During the discussion, the class bell rang and the press conference ended. Although the students still had many questions to ask, they returned to their seats as soon as the female teacher entered the classroom.

Just like that the morning chaos subsided a little and it was very quiet before noon. What was different from the past was that some curious female classmates would continue to ask Maoshu questions during break time.

Ding, dang, dang…

As the bell rang for the fourth period, the classes before noon ended. The fourth class was the extremely boring "Professor Hayase". The students who were almost dying in the class woke up when they heard the bell.

"Ah, I'm hungry!"

"Let's eat! Let's eat! Let's eat!"

Such noise made the classroom of Class 3, Grade 3 noisy. Everyone is hungry.

Some people happily opened their lunch boxes, while others took the money to the welfare society. The sports club students who brought their lunch boxes in the morning stuffed their textbooks behind the screen and ate their lunch boxes in big mouthfuls.

“Ugh…Ah…”

Shigeki stood up from his chair, stretched his arms and stretched. I yawned unconsciously and tears flowed from the corners of my eyes. Maoshu's seat was in the center of the classroom, and the aroma of food and drinks filled the air around his seat. The fragrance stimulated Maoshu's stomach, and Maoshu, who was in the developmental period, made a rumbling sound.

In the past, Maoshu always went to the welfare club to buy bread for lunch, and of course he planned to do the same today.

Maoshu was only thinking about whether to buy the fried noodle bread with a thin layer of ham or the greasy curry bread, and his mouth was unknowingly drooling.

Mao Shu left his seat to go to the welfare club and found that there was already a small group of people at the classroom entrance near the blackboard. Those people, like Mao Shu, were going to the welfare society. But they seemed to have seen something and forgot to buy lunch. As if there was something very attractive, some students sitting in the classroom stretched their necks, while some students sitting near the windows leaned their heads out of the windows.

Standing in the classroom facing the corridor, the large blackboard is on the left. The students who were watching what was happening outside the classroom all turned their heads to that side. The thing that aroused their interest was probably in the corridor.

What is it exactly?

When Mao Shu, who was confused, took a step out of the classroom door, the students gathered in a group suddenly split into two parts. The people who appeared between the two sides of the crowd didn't seem to be from the school. The leader was a waiter in his forties wearing men's underwear.

Following behind was a male attendant who was also wearing men's underwear, but younger, pushing a cart into the classroom. There were three carts in total, and they all seemed to be holding plates of food, covered with semicircular silver lids.

Sudden….

When Mao Shu looked at them, he suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart. I always feel that they are related to me.

The first person to enter the classroom was the older man, who looked back and forth for Mao Shu with an expressionless face. As soon as he saw Maoshu, the male waiter immediately approached Maoshu, and after walking to Maoshu's side, he gently walked towards him. "Master Shigeki, your lunch is ready."

"My lunch?"

"Yes."

"No, no thanks. I always buy bread at the welfare club..."

The waiter ignored Mao Shu's words and pulled Mao Shu's chair away.

"Please take a seat."

Faced with the waiter's tough attitude, Mao Shu had no choice but to sit down.

The old waiter winked at the two young waiters, and the three carts that were on standby beside the podium were slowly pushed over in the aisle between the tables.

The young waiter pushed the cart as if he had been trained and did not bump into the table next to it at all. The students who were originally looking outside are now all looking towards the classroom. All curious eyes were focused on Maoshu alone, and one could even hear them whispering to each other. Although I don't know what the lunch the waiter brought, I definitely won't be able to eat it in peace.

Mao Shu felt ashamed being stared at like that.

"Although you brought it here specially, I hope you can take it back intact if possible."

"I'm really sorry, but I can't do that."

The waiter shook his head coldly in refusal.

"These things were prepared specially for Master Maoshu by the master's order."

It was like this again, just as the driver Shimomura said this morning, the servants of the Suo family obeyed Shigezo's orders. The determination to carry out his master's orders appeared on the waiter's face, and it seemed that the waiter would not give in easily. The best way now is to finish the food quickly and let them go back early.

Before they knew it, the students who had gathered at the door gradually surrounded Mao Shu. Maybe because of the commotion, students from the next class were watching in the corridor, and the classroom was almost turning into a circus.

The waiter spread the white tablecloth on the table, placed the forks and knives side by side on the table, and took the appetizers from the cart and placed them on the table. As soon as Maoshu picked up the fork, he finished the delicious appetizer in one go. The next dish was also finished quickly, just like the appetizer. The next dish of course... .

Every time the old waiter brought out a dish, he would briefly explain to Maoshu what ingredients the dish was made of and how it was prepared. However, Maoshu was so focused on finishing his meal quickly that he didn't hear what the waiter said at all. The classmates who were watching Shigeki couldn't help but sigh when they saw him stuffing the fried foie gras pie into his mouth in big mouthfuls. "Whoa whoa…"

Before I knew it, I felt like I was watching a game.

"Wow, I finished it in 30 seconds!"

There was actually someone in the crowd using a stopwatch to time the moment.

"Wow... that looks delicious..."

"How does that taste?"

Students could be heard talking among themselves. Mao Shu ate so fast that he had no idea how the food tasted. In order to end this farce quickly, Maoshu stuffed the food on the plate into his mouth in big mouthfuls. The chef who cooked these dishes would surely cry if he saw Mao Shu eating in such a hurry and swallowing the food whole.

When Maoshu was devouring the ice cream for dessert, the people in the corridor applauded him out of admiration. Mao Shu originally wanted to end this farce quickly, so he ate so fast, but he didn't expect that it made the onlookers feel that the farce was even more exciting.

After Mao Shu finished his coffee after dinner, he placed the cup on the table. The waiter only asked if he wanted a refill and then took the cup away. Finally, after the white tablecloth was put away, the waiters, dressed in their best clothes, left quietly just as they had come, and the campus returned to its original tranquility.

When the get out of class was over, as expected, there was a Mercedes waiting to take Maoshu home. After Maoshu got in the car and returned to the mansion, he immediately asked the butler who greeted him where his grandfather Maozo was.

"Where's my grandpa?"

"The master is in the study."

Maoshu asked the butler to lead the way, and when he arrived at the door of the study, Maoshu opened the door. On both sides of the study, there is a bookcase as big as a wall; at the innermost part in front of the entrance, there is a large mahogany desk that requires several people to move.

Maozo was sitting there, seemingly reading something, with his reading glasses at his side, rubbing his eyebrows with the index finger and thumb of his right hand. It seemed like it was time for tea, and Shendong poured black tea into the cup on the table.

"grandfather!"

When Maozo heard Maoshu's cry, he stopped rubbing his brows and opened his eyes.

"Oh, you're back!"

Mao Shu walked forward recklessly.

"Grandpa, regarding today's lunch..."

"Oh, what's wrong? I specifically asked the cook to make it carefully. Do you think it's okay?"

"It's not a question of whether it tastes good or not, but doing this will cause me a lot of trouble!"

"Oh, I see. You think Japanese food is better than French food. I thought young people prefer French cuisine..."

When Shigeki saw that Shigezo was answering a question irrelevantly, he unconsciously raised his voice.

"I don't mean that! I mean it's causing me trouble to deliver food from home to school!"

"What's wrong with that? Don't you want to have lunch?"

"I can just buy bread from the school welfare club. I always did that..."

"Bread from the welfare society?"

Maozou frowned and said.

"What nonsense are you talking about! You are the heir of the Suo family, how can you eat such weird things!"

Although Maozo said so, for Maoshu, it was inappropriate to eat French food at school for lunch.

"So, what do I need to do to satisfy you?"

"I saw that I might as well send you something to eat at noon from home."

“That’s why it bothers me!”

"So what do you want?"

"I'd better go to the school welfare club to buy bread..."

"Absolutely not!"

The conversation between the two people had absolutely nothing in common. Given the situation, there would be no results even if they talked for a whole day. At this time, the maid Shen Dong, who was listening to their conversation, spoke tremblingly.

"It's like this, Master..."

"What is it?"

"Since we can't buy food outside, how about bringing a lunch box from home to school?"

"Bento? Bring a bento~" Mozo nodded once.

"That being said, the chef in our house only knows how to cook!"

"Yes. That's why I'll make the lunch box..."

"What? You're going to make Shigeki's lunch?"

Maozo looked at Shendong repeatedly, and Shendong lowered his head and looked at the ground.

"Of course, if Shigeki agrees..."

“Hmm…”

Maozo stroked his chin and thought for a while.

"The dishes cooked in late winter should be fine..."

I didn't expect Maozo to trust the young maid Shendong so much.

"How's that, Shigeki? Is this okay?"

"Hmm, okay..."

Although making lunch boxes is also the maid's job, Shen Dong not only has to take care of her daily life but also has to make lunch boxes for her, which she always feels embarrassed about. But instead of eating full French meals under everyone's gaze every day, accepting the kindness of deep winter is the best option.

"Then I'll trouble you with everything."

Mao Shu said embarrassedly, and Shen Dong smiled and nodded.

"Yes, as you command."

The next day at noon, lunch break.

As the bell rang, the extremely boring class came to an end. It is now lunch time for the students, and Mao Shu has become the "celebrity" of Class 3, Grade 3. When Maoshu was about to take out the lunch bag from the desk drawer, he was seen by a sharp-eyed male classmate behind him.

"Hey! Is it the same French cuisine as yesterday?"

"No, no. Hahaha..."

Faced with his classmates' sarcastic questions, Mao Shu could only smile and answer them perfunctorily. There are many small flower patterns on the lunch bag. After Maoshu opened the bag, there was an even cuter lunch box inside. The lunch box is made of plastic, oval in shape without any corners, and looks like something a little girl would use. There is a box for chopsticks on the lunch box, which is a complete set with the lunch box so it has the same pattern printed on it.

This is….

Maoshu felt that this lunch box seemed to be for children and was a little embarrassed, so he opened the lid of the lunch box. In the middle of the lunch box, there is a compartment, one side is filled with rice and the other side is filled with vegetables.

The main dish of the bento is fried meat dumplings dipped in sweet sauce, with a fried egg on the side; the stir-fried beef is carefully arranged in the shape of an octopus, and the whole bento is decorated with deep green stir-fried spinach.

This was quite ordinary food for a bento, but for Shigeki, who had started eating high-end cuisine since the night before, this bento tasted better than the fancy high-end cuisine. If the dish and omelette tasted less sweet it would be impeccable. But it seemed to be made for children, and Maoshu, who was already in high school, felt a little embarrassed.

Although it was the first time I ate dishes made in late winter, I felt that they had a nostalgic taste. The smell of the bento evokes nostalgia, prompting Shigeki to recall the past.

Since his father passed away when Shigeki was five years old, his mother Yukie has been working outside to support the family. So, in Maoshu’s last year in kindergarten, he always ate bread for lunch. Everyone was eating the lunch boxes made with love by their mothers, but I was the only one eating bread, which was very sad for a child. The classmates who sympathized with Maoshu shared some of their food with him, but this made Maoshu feel even sadder.

When I was in elementary school, I ate the school lunch. Since junior high school, I have been eating bread from the welfare society. So the last time I ate a homemade lunch was in kindergarten. If both parents are present in the family and the mother is a housewife, the lunch box made by the mother is not a big deal to the children. But for Mao Shu, who lives in a single-parent family, he couldn't help but feel deeply moved.

Maoshu was immersed in the sentimental atmosphere while moving his chopsticks. At this moment, a female classmate happened to pass by, and she glanced at me happily as she passed by.

"Wow... What a cute bento. Did your girlfriend make it?"

"puff!"

Mao Shu, with his mouth full of food, almost spit it out and hastily denied it.

"Don't talk nonsense, this is absolutely not true!"

As soon as Mao Shu finished speaking, another female classmate next to him continued.

"Yeah! Shigeki doesn't have a girlfriend!"

"Yeah! That's absolutely impossible!"

Um….

Even though it was said badly, it would not be good if I admitted that it was my girlfriend who did it. In fact, this bento was not made by the girlfriend, but by the maid Shendong who worked in the Suoh family, who was making it from a "work" perspective. Although there is some good intention in it, it is just winter being kind to people. After finishing the bento, Maoshu's chopsticks suddenly stopped moving.

Is she interested in me in the deep winter?

Of course, thinking this way will lead to no results. Although Shendong is very kind to him, it is only because he is worried that Maoshu cannot adapt to the new environment. The relationship between Maoshu and Shendong is just that of a servant and the grandson of his master Maozo. Looking at the lunch box which was becoming less and less, Maoshu grumbled in his heart.

It turns out, it’s just…

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This is the tennis court located in a corner of the campus. After lunch, Maoshu sat on a bench with a cup of coffee in one hand. There was nothing he could do during the rest of the lunch break, so he just sat there in a daze.

The trees blocked out the early summer sun, and the shadows of their young leaves fell on the bench. The refreshing breeze brings the scent of summer from afar. It's really a joyful experience. This is the perfect place to do nothing. Maybe I'm overly suspicious. Ever since what happened yesterday at noon, I always felt like someone was watching me, so I escaped here.

As the lunch break was about to end, a man stood in front of Maoshu.

Um?

Shigeki's gaze left the straw stuck in the aluminum foil bag and moved to the top. It turned out to be Enjoji Kimihiko, who was in the same class as him in the second grade and was now in the next class. Gong Yan has smooth hair. Although he is not tall, he has a slim and well-proportioned figure, so his physique looks good.

"Hey, Shigeki."

Gong Yan said with a smile on his face.

"I see you're not in the classroom, so you're probably here."

"I always feel like I can't calm down if I stay in the classroom."

"Well, then... But isn't this great? A family reunion...?"

Gongyan is one of the few people who is genuinely happy for the lucky Shigeki. Perhaps it is because he is the heir of Gongdong/Shanshi's tea ceremony. Gongyan was born as a "young master", so he doesn't particularly hate Maoshu for being adopted by a rich grandfather.

Although Shigeki Suo and Mao Gongyan Enjo grew up in different environments, they get along surprisingly well. Although they have been assigned to different classes since the third grade, they still maintain a good friendship. The bad-mouthed classmates used to call them "the prince and the beggar" but now they should call them "the prince and the lucky guy" "Can I sit next to them?"

“Ah, yeah!”

After getting Shigeki's consent, Gongyan sat next to Shigeki.

Gong Yan's demeanor and attitude as he sat on the bench revealed the bearing of an heir. This is completely different from Mao Shu who just became a "rich man's son" the day before.

"Was your adopted grandfather your grandpa-in-law?"

"Well, although it's great to have found my family, it's still very difficult to adapt..."

Mao Shu told Gong Yan how he couldn't adapt to the life of a rich person, and Gong Yan listened quietly. Maoshu usually doesn't talk that much, but when he meets someone to complain to, he starts talking a lot without realizing it.

"Oh, by the way, I have a question for you. What kind of company is the 'Shou Group'?"

“Eh…?”

Gongyan was dumbfounded when Maoshu asked him such an ignorant question like "where does the sun come out from?"

When asked such a simple question, I don't know how to answer it.

"For example, the SOUH department store in front of the station. Of course, this department store is just one of the many affiliated companies of this group..."

“Yeah yeah!”

Maoshu was quite surprised when he heard this. He said that SOUH Department Store was a chain department store that was opened in many stations, and he had been there to buy things several times.

"So... 'SOH Department Store' is opened by 'Shou Group', right?"

"Yeah, didn't you know?"

I have absolutely no idea…

"By the way, when the Suo Group was planning to expand overseas, they changed the name of Shukoku. The management structure was also changed to a shareholder system, seemingly to change the original stereotype of a one-man president."

Gong Yan, as expected, grew up in a wealthy family and knew all about such things.

It is hard to tell what the Suoh Group does from the name, but if you say "SOUH Group", Shigeki will know that it is a huge company that is involved in everything from toothpicks to nuclear weapons. In this way, it is not surprising to be picked up by a Mercedes Benz and have a French cuisine dinner.

"So it's the 'SOUH Group'..."

Mao Shu, who was once alone and helpless, finally understood the fate that had befallen him.

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Knock knock...

Shen Dong knocked on Mao Shu's door, and Mao Shu immediately responded from inside.

"Come in."

"I'm coming in."

Shendong came in and saw Maoshu changing clothes in front of the closet, and suddenly...

"ah!"

Shen Dong screamed softly and turned away immediately.

Maoshu, who had just returned from school, was changing his clothes, with the front of his shirt open. Maoshu thought that since she was not taking off her underwear, it would be okay if she was seen, so he allowed Shendong to come in. But Shen Dong was totally unexpected.

Shen Dong was quite nervous with his back to Mao Shu.

“S-Sorry!”

"Ah, no, it's okay..."

Maoshu felt bad for making Shendong so panicked.

Were you not very generous last time in the bathroom?

Maoshu thought about how his attitude was so different this time from the last time when he was about to wash his back in the bathroom, and quickly changed his clothes. During this time, Shendong kept his back to Maoshu, looking quite reserved, and his ears turned red.

It turned out that last time I had some awareness of my work, but this time it was an unexpected event and Shen Dong was completely unprepared mentally. It turns out that underneath the mask of a capable maid, there is also the innocent side of a young girl.

"Have you...have you changed your clothes?"

Shen Dong asked this question while Mao Shu was fastening his belt. Perhaps Shen Dong saw Mao Shu changing clothes out of the corner of his eye.

"I'm done."

Maoshu had already changed into a flannel shirt and suit pants, and Shendong turned around and faced Maoshu.

"What can I do for you?"

"Yes, I want to take the lunch box..."

“Ah, I see.”

Before Shendong could finish his words, Maoshu took out a small handbag for lunch from his schoolbag and handed it to Shendong.

After Shendong took the beautiful lunch box, he seemed to have something to say and was a little at a loss in front of Maoshu.

"Is there anything else you need?"

"Ah, yes."

Shen Dong said while holding a small handbag in her hand.

"Is the bento delicious? This is my first time cooking for others, so I don't have much confidence..."

"Ah, it's delicious..."

Although I always thought I was very smart, at that moment, I could only praise her so simply. But Shendong seemed very satisfied.

"Very good…"

Shen Dong breathed a sigh of relief from the bottom of his heart, and unconsciously relaxed the strength with which he was holding the handbag. He smiled as if he was an elementary school student whose drawing was praised by the teacher.

Originally, Maoshu wanted to tell Shendong that the design of the bento was too cute and it would be embarrassing if others saw it, but seeing Shendong's happy expression, he couldn't say it out loud.

That lunch box isn't really that bad, but it would have been nice if it weren't so cute.

I originally thought we could talk about it later, but we didn't have a chance to talk that day and the matter was never mentioned again.

But when I opened my bag the next day at noon, I found that the lunch box had been changed. It is also made of plastic, but is larger in size and simpler in style. If yesterday's lunch box was for the younger sister, then today's lunch box is for the older brother. This way, Mao Shu won't feel embarrassed.

Shen Dong probably felt that yesterday's lunch box might not be suitable for Mao Shu, so he changed it. If that's the case, Shen Dong really put a lot of effort into making her lunch box, and we should thank her very much.

Deep winter arrived a little later than yesterday, probably because it had to wait for Maoshu to change his clothes. As soon as deep winter came, Maoshu asked her about the bento box.

"Deep Winter, did you change a lunch box specially for me?"

Shen Dong took the bag and nodded.

"Yes, are you satisfied?"

"Well, it's just that yesterday's lunch box seemed to be for girls, so I'm a little embarrassed."

As soon as Mao Shu finished speaking, Shen Dong smiled like a child playing a prank.

"I'm sorry, yesterday's lunch box was mine..."

Mao Shu was stunned when he heard Shen Dong's confession.

Shen Dong said as he fiddled with the knot on his handbag.

"I love zoos..."

Shen Dong suddenly said this, and Mao Shu was confused.

"I often go to the zoo during holidays. I always bring a lunch box with me, so this lunch box is what I use. Because I had to prepare a lunch box for you at the last minute, I only thought about the food in the lunch box and forgot to prepare the lunch box at all."

After Shen Dong's explanation, Mao Shu had a general understanding. As he understood the situation, the term "indirect kiss" came to Shigeki's mind.

I see, that lunch box is from late winter…

In other words, Mao Shu uses a lunch box from late winter, chopsticks from late winter, and eats a lunch box made from late winter. Of course, the chopsticks and lunch boxes had been washed beforehand, so strictly speaking, it was not an "indirect kiss" at all. But for the naive Maoshu, just knowing that it was a lunch box from late winter was enough to make his heart flutter.

"I searched for a long time but couldn't find a suitable container, so I had to use mine first..."

Deep winter asked, "Will you be angry?"

"Is that what you mean?"

The words "indirect kiss" kept echoing in Maoshu's head, and he could only pretend to be calm and said it.

"No, I don't mind..."

After that, Shendong took the handbag and left the room, while Maoshu lay on the big bed, thinking about what had just happened.

I really don't mind at all...

This was totally a lie. In fact, Maoshu's heart started beating fast when he knew it was the lunch box from Deep Winter.

It would be very embarrassing if Shen Dong knew what I was thinking. In fact, I didn’t feel any fluttering in my heart when I was eating my lunch box yesterday. It just feels like home and makes me nostalgic. If you knew from the beginning that it was a lunch box for deep winter, you would definitely have a different feeling.

If only Deep Winter had told me first...

Mao Shu lost the opportunity to try indirect kissing and could only feel regret. If I had known this would happen, I would have held the tip of the chopsticks in my mouth... A low-level thought emerged in Maoshu's mind. It seems that there will never be such an opportunity again, as if the big fish that was hooked has escaped.

However, one day when I take a shower, I may have a chance to make up for my mental loss.

After returning to his room from the bathroom, Mao Shu had to lie on the bed wearing the pajamas he had prepared. Looking at the white ceiling, thinking about the lunch box. I always feel that it is a pity that there is no indirect kissing.

Shen Dong also said that she often took the lunch box to the zoo…

Although Maoshu didn't know Deep Winter's age, she loved going to the zoo like a little kid. The capable maid Shen Dong has an unexpected side.

What would you wear when you go to the zoo in the dead of winter?

Maoshu thought so because he had never seen Shendong wearing casual clothes. Of course, apart from seeing Shendong wearing a maid's uniform and the last time she was in the bathroom wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt and sports shorts, Maoshu has never seen Shendong wear any other clothes.

With nothing else to do, Maoshu began to try to imagine what it would be like to wear casual clothes in the depths of winter.

Judging from her love of using lunch boxes with cute round patterns and her love of going to the zoo, Deep Winter also has the characteristics of a young girl, so her clothes should be relatively cute. First, Shigeki imagines herself wearing a red pleated skirt in the depths of winter, and a somewhat charming, formal white loose coat on the upper body, with a silk scarf tied into a cute knot on the collar.

Ah, it feels so good (heart sign)…

Imagine wearing this in the dead of winter, sitting on a bench at the zoo, and eating a meal in a cute lunch box…

As he imagined the lovely figure in deep winter, Mao Shu's face relaxed.

However, the benches in the zoo are meant for four people, and there was only one person sitting there in the middle of winter, so it felt a bit deserted. Maoshu then imagined himself sitting next to Shendong.

This... this is kind of like a date.

Shigeki starts fantasizing about a date.

On a nice Sunday, the two of them made an appointment to go to the zoo. After taking a quick look at the animals in the zoo, the two of them sat on a bench and ate their lunch boxes. And the bento, of course, was made by Shen Dong himself.

Shendong picked up the fluffy and soft fried egg with chopsticks and put it into Maoshu's mouth.

Open your mouth, ah...

“Ah… um…”

tasty! ….

At this time, Maoshu had a smile on his face, and when he was feeling proud, there was another knock on the door. It turned out to be deep winter, and desserts were delivered to Maoshu almost every night during this period.

For some reason, whenever Mao Shu had inappropriate fantasies about Shen Dong, Shen Dong would knock on the door and come in.

Perhaps this should be said to be a telepathic connection between Shen Dong and Mao Shu.

On the plate brought in late winter were two slices of soft and juicy cantaloupe.

"This is the leftover fruit from making dessert tonight..."

"dessert?"

Isn’t today’s dessert cantaloupe?

Mao Shu sat on the edge of the bed, lowered his head and thought.

"Yes, this is what's left over from making cantaloupe custard."

“Ahh…”

The last dessert of the day is "custard cantaloupe" with sweet sauce and cream on top of the cantaloupe. Although it still has the aroma of cantaloupe, I don’t understand why it is processed like this. This is because the French don't like others to know the ingredients of their dishes.

Shendong handed the plate to Maoshu and was about to leave, but was stopped by Maoshu.

"Deep winter..."

"yes."

Mao Shu pointed at the cantaloupe in his hand and said to Shen Dong who turned around.

"If possible, let's eat together!"

After Maoshu finished speaking, he was surprised at what he said. Why did I suddenly say all this to Shen Dong? Was it because the fantasy just now still had an aftertaste in my heart?

"How is it? Two slices of cantaloupe..."

"Hmm, but..."

Maoshu saw Shendong's panic-stricken look and was trying to find a suitable reason to keep her.

"Well... eating two cantaloupes before going to bed is too much... and it would be a waste if we couldn't finish them... so it's better if we eat them together..."

"…"

Faced with Mao Shu's sudden invitation, Shen Dong seemed a little hesitant for a moment, but finally agreed.

"Okay, let's eat together!"

Shen Dong answered and then walked back to the bed.

Although there was no need for that, Maoshu moved his position.

"Ah, please take a seat."

"Thanks."

The place where Shendong sat was twenty centimeters away from where Maoshu wanted her to sit, and Shendong sat down politely.

Huwa….

There was a faint scent from Late Winter's hair, which made Mao Shu's nose itch. You probably wouldn't wear perfume while working in the dead of winter, so this scent is probably a mixture of shampoo and a very slight hint of body odor.

Ah, what a delicious smell...

The scent of deep winter's hair wafted towards Maoshu's nose. In this way, eating cantaloupe in bed today with deep winter is the most delicious cantaloupe in the past few days.

"But there's only one spoon..."

Upon closer inspection, there was indeed only a spoon on the plate. Ah, there is indeed only one.

The moment Shigeki confirmed the fact, he suddenly had this thought.

Is this a chance for an indirect kiss?

Maoshu felt that the god of fate was particularly kind to him and that this was the "only" chance. And this time is different from the last lunch box. If successful, it will be a real indirect kiss.

"I'll get another spoon..."

"No, that's too much trouble!"

"But…"

"We can just take turns using it, right..."

Shigeki stuck to his plan and took a bite of the cantaloupe. I was afraid that Shen Dong would know my intentions.

But in the depths of winter….

"All right."

Shen Dong agreed readily.

"Don't let the master know about this..."

If a humble person becomes too close to his master's relatives, he will certainly be reprimanded.

"Then this is a secret between us two!"

"yes!"

The secret between Maoshu and Shendong makes Maoshu's heart beat faster strangely. And what was waiting to happen next was something that would make Maoshu blush even more and his heart beat even faster.

"Then I'll eat first..."

After taking a bite, Mao Shu handed the spoon to Shen Dong who was sitting next to him. Shen Dong took the spoon, hesitantly scooped out a piece of fruit pulp and put it into his mouth. Mao Shu's eyes were fixed on the spoon he had just put into his mouth, which was slowly approaching Shen Dong's lips. His whole heart was pounding, and he wondered if Shen Dong, who was sitting next to him, could hear it.

The emerald green fruit pulp was placed on the silver spoon. When it touched her beautifully shaped lips, Shen Dong opened her mouth gracefully and put the fruit pulp into her mouth.

Ahhh….

At this moment, Mao Shu unconsciously wanted to make a sound, but he held it back in panic.

"…"

When Shen Dong was swallowing the fruit flesh, her white and thin throat seemed to move slightly up and down. Now, the soft and juicy flesh, along with Mao Shu's saliva on the spoon, is about to pass through the throat of deep winter.

Shendong swallowed the fruit pulp and the spoon left his mouth. He found that Maoshu was staring at his mouth.

"What is it?"

"No, nothing..."

Mao Shu took back the spoon while covering himself up ambiguously.

Then it's my turn to eat.

Maoshu became nervous when he thought about the spoon that Shendong had eaten going into his mouth.

The juice on the spoon was, of course, mixed with the saliva of deep winter. Mao Shu couldn't resist holding it in his mouth, so he scooped a piece of the cantaloupe and put it in his mouth. The refreshing sweetness spreads immediately in your mouth.

It’s deep winter…

This indirect first kiss of Shigeki tasted like cantaloupe.

Honey...well.

Although it was just an indirect first kiss, it was enough to touch the tree. In the deep winter, I saw the lush trees and muttered alone...

"Mao Shu, you..."

Oh no!

Could it be that the indirect kissing made her unhappy?

"You really like eating cantaloupe!"

When Maoshu saw the innocent smile of Shendong, he breathed a sigh of relief and handed the spoon to Shendong again. In this way, the two of them took turns using spoons, and gradually finished eating the cantaloupe. Although using only one tablespoon is a bit inconvenient than usual, it doesn’t take too much time to eat these cantaloupes.

After eating the last bite of melon in the deep winter, place the spoon on the plate. The short-term tryst between the two seemed to be about to end, and the leftover peel on the plate seemed lonely. Deep winter is about to leave Maoshu's room, but Maoshu hopes that Deep winter can stay by his side for a while.

In order to extend the time when they are alone with Shen Dong, they must say something to Shen Dong, but Maoshu doesn't know what to say.

Well…anything is fine.

"Dendwinter, can I ask you a question?"

"Okay, ask."

"Why do you like to go to the zoo?"

"yeah…"

Faced with the difficult problem of Maoshu, Shen Dong blushed.

"You must think it's strange. You're almost eighteen years old and you still like to go to the zoo..."

"Yeah...eighteen years old..."

"Yes, eighteen."

Deep winter said his New Year's Eve as if nothing had happened, but Maoshu was a little surprised when he heard it.

It turns out that deep winter is only eighteen years old...

Seeing the ability to do things in the deep winter, I thought I was in my twenties and was a little older than Maoshu.

"About the zoo..."

Maoshu is now fantasizing in his mind that Shen Dong is wearing a sailor suit and holding hands with him to go to school while replying in panic.

"Ah, yes, please say."

"elder brother…"

I called it this way, but I immediately changed my words.

"I like my brother." i

"ah?"

Deep Dong suddenly said this. ...It's really abrupt. This seems to have nothing to do with the zoo.

When the deep winter saw the lush tree, he looked puzzled, and the deep winter's ears turned red.

"No, it's not that. What I want to say is that I don't like my brother. Ah, no, I don't hate him either..."

In the deep winter, it seemed that the boy I liked was guessed by my classmates, and I was as panicked as an elementary school girl.

"This is because my brother likes the zoo and often takes me there when I was a child, so I also..."

When I was a child, my brother who liked the zoo often took me there, so I also liked the zoo. Although Shen Dong wants to say this, it should be sincere to say "I like my brother" accidentally.

The scenes of deep winter and the zoo appeared in Maoshu's mind, but the one who was by his side was not himself, but the strange brother of deep winter.

this….

Although I don't feel jealous, I always feel it's not very interesting.

"Then, now I'm with Brother Ling..."

"No!"

Deep winter shook her head.

"I'm the only one left now. My brother passed away three years ago."

ah….

Maoshu just didn't like Shendong's brother a little, but he felt guilty when he heard that he had passed away. Maoshu knows the pain of losing a loved one very well.

"It was an accident. I took a friend's car and had a car accident on the highway..."

Deep Dong starts with his brother's story and begins to tell his life story.

"I don't know what my parents look like."

When she was two years old in the late winter, she was abandoned by her parents with her brother, who was five years apart. They were discarded in a scrap car on a sparsely populated beach. The two were sleeping and were discovered by patrol officers. I can only speculate that my parents were at a loss when they encountered some trouble, and they could not take us with them, so they had to abandon us.

When she was abandoned, Shendong was still ignorant, so she didn't know anything about her parents. Shendong's brother~ Xuesun was seven years old at the time and should have been sensible, but he did not mention anything about his parents. And Shen Dong didn't dare to ask her brother.

Later, this lonely and helpless brother and sister were adopted by a charity affiliated to one of the SOUH Group. During this period at the charity, people at the charity felt that their brother and sister had a good relationship. They not only play together, but also take care of each other and live together. When asked what to do in the future, Shen Dong replied, "I want to be my brother's bride."

Just like this, eight years have passed, and Xue Shin is already fifteen years old. For children in charity organizations, they must make a choice when they are fifteen. After they have received their compulsory education, they must choose to arrange employment by charity or enter a forced-living high school that is also affiliated with the SOUH Group.

Xuesun, who has always been very good at Cheng Xu, hopes that he can accept scholarships to enter high school, but Xuesun chose the path of employment on the grounds that he does not want to cause trouble for others. This is because he hopes to live with his sister. It is Xueshen’s wish to be able to depend on his young sister. Perhaps because of this, Xuesun chose the employment path, not only because he did not want to cause trouble for others, but if he entered a high school that was forced to live in a school system, the distance between brothers and sisters would be getting farther and farther.

But Xuesun only graduated from China's middle school, and there is no work place for Xuesun to live with her elementary school sister Shendong. The charity staff extended a helping hand to Xue Shin-chan take care of her sister so much, but no matter how they look for it, they couldn't find a workplace where their brothers and sisters could live together. Xue Shin's future is difficult to decide.

This matter was informed by the Chairman of the SOUH Group, who is inspecting the charity. Maozao sympathized with the two of them. According to Xuesun's wishes, he asked the brother and sister to live together in their mansion and asked Xuesun to be an intern for a male servant. Mao Zao was already over 60 years old at that time. He regretted that he only focused on developing his career in the first half of his life and did not care about his family. Perhaps he wanted to do some good deeds to make up for his previous mistakes.

After some twists and turns, Xueshen and the fourth grade primary school year of the late winter lived in Mao’s mansion together and worked together. However, the mansion they lived in was not the mansion where Maoshu and Shendong are now. In order to welcome Maoshu back, Maozao specially purchased it near the high school where Maoshu was studying. Maoshu was stunned by Maoshu's extravagant behavior.

Although Xue Shin-sun has been working in the luxury house built by Mao in the past few years, she has lived a very lucky life. However, Lucky only ends with this. The sudden disaster caused Lucky's life to end.

Xuesun, who had just received the coming-of-age ceremony, died in a traffic accident.

At that time, the third grade of junior high school was about to graduate, and she became unaware of her brother's death. When she finally stood up from her sadness, she had already missed the opportunity to go to high school. So she has been a maid in the mansion built by Mao until now.

Deep winter calmly tells about its growth process, and the misfortune of deep winter is even worse than that of lush trees. Maoshu has never been comforted by others, and has never comforted others. After hearing the misfortune of deep winter, he didn't know what to say, so he could only remain silent.

The atmosphere in the room became solemn for a moment, and Shen Dong said with a wry smile.

"I don't think it's bad for my parents..."

Maoshu heard this sentence unexpectedly when Shen Dong said this, and looked at Shen Dong and said.

"That's right, I didn't live together at the beginning, and I couldn't feel sad, but..."

My brother is different...

Deep winter….

Maoshu blamed himself for asking such boring questions, reminding Shen Dong of an unpleasant past.

After a while, Shen Dong spoke again.

"As long as I go to the zoo, it seems like I'm meeting my brother. So whenever I'm on holiday, I go to the zoo alone and come back alone..."

In the deep winter, he said with a lonely smile.

"It's very strange, like a child..."

"I'm sorry, it reminds you of the unpleasant past."

When Shendong saw Maoshu blaming himself, he said panic.

"No, don't say that..."

Deep Dong hurriedly denied it, and then hesitated and said shyly.

"Mao Shu, you are a bit like my brother, so I feel very happy to say these things to you."

"yeah?"

Shendong didn't expect that he would say this, so he said panic in fear that Maoshu would continue to ask questions.

"I, it's time for me to say goodbye."

After saying that, he immediately stood up, headed towards the door as if he was running away, and gently walked by the door. Deep winter did not give Maoshu a chance to keep her, and even forgot to take her plate after eating the melons, the figure of Deep winter disappeared outside the door.

There was only Maoshu left on the bed. He didn't understand what Shen Dong had just said, and he was thinking blankly.

I am like the brother of Deep Winter...?

It has been more than twenty days since Maoshu moved to the mansion built by Mao. The season is about to enter the plum rainy season, and the weather has continued to be unstable in the past few days. The grass tree, who was originally not adapted to the new life, has gradually adapted to it after this period of time.

It was four o'clock in the afternoon, and the trees were picked up and dropped off by Mercedes and returned to the mansion. Maoshu changed into casual clothes and walked out of the room. Because I had a physical education class this afternoon, I was a little hungry and went to the kitchen on the first floor to see what I had to eat.

Maoshu walked out of the door and was about to go down from the second floor. At this time, he met the deep winter who was about to go up from the first floor. In the maid's uniform, Shen Dong held a rag in one hand and a steel bench in the other. In the deep winter, I saw the lush trees on the building and smiled at him.

"You're back!"

If other servants are present, deep winter will face the trees with restraint. If there are only two people alone, they will be like good friends.

Maoshu saw the bench for foot pads in his hand, and asked.

"What are you going to do with that?"

"This is what you need to clean the master's room."

"?"

Why use a bench for foot pads when cleaning the master’s room?

Maoshu wants to help. So I followed behind the deep winter. Let's go for a snack later.

Maoshu walked side by side with Shen Dong, looking for some words to say to her. In fact, Maoshu didn’t want to say anything in particular, but just wanted to talk to Shen Dong as much as possible.

"It's hard every day!"

"There's no way, this is work!"

"Just as a maid's job is so hard, I'm really embarrassed to ask you to prepare a bento for me..."

"No, there. I like to make bentoes very much. I originally like to cook, so I don't feel hard at all when I make bento dishes. When you say that the bento I make is delicious, I really feel happy..."

Even as I walked and chatted, the deep winter still moved forward without hesitation in the maze-like corridor and arrived at her destination smoothly. Maoshu will get lost in the mansion as soon as he leaves his room. If Shen Dong is not clear about the structure of the mansion, he may not be able to work in this mansion.

The dormitory in Maofa is located on the second floor of this luxury house. The windows of the room are open and a large vacuum cleaner is placed at the door. The carpet is so clean that it can be pressed on the floor with your face, and the wooden strips on the windows are spotless. The big bed in the center of the room was neat and seemed to have been cleaned up. Maoshu seemed to know why, while the deep winter was working, he needed to go back to get the bench for foot pads.

This room does look like it is only for sleeping. Apart from the bed, there is only a large cabinet placed beside the wall. Even if three people carry this big cabinet, they may not be able to lift it. The height of the big cabinet is almost as high as the ceiling, so it is necessary to use a bench for foot pads.

But with such a large cabinet, there is only a magnetic instrument similar to a tea set in the glass doors of the left and right rooms. This tea set is tall, has a good shape and is just the same size as the tea cup in a sushi restaurant. It is painted with light green glaze, which looks a bit like a bargain, but it is placed carefully, and it should be made by famous artists. However, for Maoshu, who is ignorant of goods, this tea set is no different from what a child pinched out of clay. Instead of using it for tea, it is better to use it as a pen holder. If you meet someone who knows the goods, such as the heir of the famous tea ceremony master, Kazuhiko Shizukiji, it may be three feet tall.

"Miss Yoshikawa has always been cleaning this place..."

Yoshikawa is a maid here like Shinoki, but she is older. Maoshu has seen her several times. Yoshikawa is a 50-year-old woman who is very cautious in her work.

"Miss Yoshikawa asked for leave today, so I will do her job for the time being..."

While talking about why I cleaned this room, Shen Dong put the bench for foot pads in front of the large cabinet.

"Ah, it's so high, let me do it!"

Maoshu said this and reached out to the side of the deep winter, wanting to bring the rag on the deep winter hand. But in the deep winter, he showed an expression of "absolutely not possible".

"Absolutely not possible, I will be scolded by the master."

Deep winter is like a little girl, afraid that someone will steal her beloved doll, and she hides the rag behind her.

"It's okay, he doesn't know what he doesn't say to his grandfather..."

"But this is my job..."

Faced with the stubborn Shen Dong, Maoshu has always wanted to persuade Shen Dong to agree to ask him to help. It would be too much if he said to Shen Dong, "Give it for me!" Because Shen Dong has been taking care of himself a lot, Maoshu just wants to do his best to help him.

"Don't keep rejecting my kindness..."

When Shendong saw Maoshu saying this, he felt a little embarrassed when he stubbornly refused and said it in fear. "So when I was wiping the big cabinet, you can help me hold the bench for the foot pad."

"All right."

This kind of thing is very simple.

After Maoshu agreed to the deep winter, he went around behind the deep winter, bent his body slightly forward, and held the bench for the foot cushion standing in the deep winter with both hands. In this way, the scene in the deep winter skirt is reflected in the eyes of the trees. And Maoshu looked up at the underwear of deep winter as if nothing had happened.

"oh…!"

On the one hand, Maoshu didn't know what it was called, but on the other hand, he looked at it with big eyes.

Inside, inner, underwear….

Actually, there is nothing strange about this. Looking from under the skirt, it is inevitable to see the underwear. It would be strange if you see something else.

The underwear worn by deep winter is very compatible with her pure image, and it is white. The style is very similar to what primary school girls wear.

Maoshu kept warning himself not to see or not to see... but he was still attracted by the spring light under the skirt in the deep winter. Shen Dong didn't realize that her lower body had been seen, and she still carefully wiped the big tree cabinet. After cleaning the outside of the large cabinet in late winter, change the rag and use the clean side to continue wiping the inside of the large tree cabinet.

During this period, Maoshu's eyes were always staring at the cotton underwear in the deep winter. Deep winter's figure is the same as her personality, she is fat and thin, and her body swings slightly when she wipes the large cabinet. As the pleasant Mao Shu, his face unconsciously approached the deep winter's thighs, as if the breath he exhaled from Mao Shu touched the deep winter.

Facing this fantasy underwear, you not only need to look away, but also suppress yourself from touching it.

It was hard to wipe the big tree cabinet in the late winter, and that's it.

"I'm sorry, it's OK, because the high places have been wiped..."

However, Maoshu was confused by the scene in front of him and did not hear what Shen Dong said.

"High-tree, it's OK!"

"…"

Maoshu still didn't respond.

If the trees do not walk away, deep winter will not be able to get off the bench used for foot pads. At this time, Shen Dong turned his head back and said in a louder voice than before.

"That, the tree..."

This happened in an instant. When the third time in the deep winter called the tree, the tree finally responded. But his reaction was to express what he thought.

"Ah, yes. It's white..." "yeah?"

Although deep winter didn't understand what was going on, she immediately understood what "white" meant by Maoshu.

"ah…!"

The deep winter screamed cutely, and although it was too late, she still pulled her skirt. Because of shyness, Shendong didn't notice that his center of gravity was no longer stable.

In the deep winter when it lost its balance on the bench for foot pads, instinctively wanted to grab something and stretched out his hand towards the big cabinet. But the luck in the deep winter was very bad. Not only did I not catch anything, but I made the seemingly expensive tea set pop out in the center of the large cabinet. Maoshu wanted to say sorry at this time, but he said the word "yes", and the deep winter that lost its center of gravity hit Maoshu.

"ah!"

Maoshu was originally going to say sorry to Shendong, but he started shouting. Deep winter's body pressed against the lush trees and sat down on the ground with a thud. At this moment, a crisp sound was made, the sound of the tea set breaking.

ㄍㄧㄤ….

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In the dormitory, Mao Zao knew about the magnetic instrument in the large cabinet breaking the situation, and Mao Zao's angry scolding came from the study.

"What!"

Deep winter and Maoshu stood cautiously and at the desk. They were frightened by Maozao's roar, as if they were powered by a strong electric current, and both of them shrank at the same time. After the anger in the room disappeared, Maoshu's shortened neck stretched a little.

"What a huge thing happens, you don't need to be so loud."

"You're still talking back!"

Mao Zao sat opposite the desk, his mouth flew across and slapped the table.

Boom!

Maoshu's face just wrinkled. In the deep winter beside her, her body seemed to shrink even smaller. In the deep winter, it looks like a puppy begging for mercy to his owner. If he roars at it three times, he might disappear in this world. Mao Zao was angry and the blood vessels on his head floated up like an earthworm. If this continues, he might die of a cerebral hemorrhage. It seemed as if he was bleeding from his skinny face, which dyed his face with old-spots red.

"Did you break the lush tree?"

Before Maoshu said "yes", Shendong seemed to want to stop him from talking and spoke first, "No, no. It's not Maoshu that broke it, it's me... I broke it!"

"What? It's you..."

Mao Zao's eyes turned from Maoshu's body to deep winter's body. Deep Dong said with frustration in the face of Maozao's murderous anger.

"Yes, it's me. I'm here to clean the master's dormitory on behalf of Miss Yoshikawa who was resting today. While I was wiping the big cabinet, my hand slipped and broke the tea set!"

No, it's not like that. It is impossible to slip to this level of hand. Maoshu wanted to speak, breaking the process of tea set, but deep winter found that Maoshu wanted to explain, and did not give him a chance to interrupt, so he continued. Mao Shu, who could not interrupt, could only temporarily suppress everything in his heart. ~ This is what happened because he was looking at the underwear of deep winter.

"Mao Shu just happened to pass by the door of the dormitory and saw that I was in trouble and wanted to help me..."

It was too strange to say that Maoshu happened to pass by the dormitory, but Maoshu, whose blood pressure was rising, did not realize something was wrong.

"So Maoshu has nothing to do with this matter, it's all my fault!"

"So that's it, you broke it..."

Although Maozao lowered his tone, he could still feel his anger. After Shen Dong finished speaking, he looked down at the ground like a child scolded by his father.

Things seemed to be very serious. Although Maoshu had already realized that he was scolded, he did not expect that things would develop to this extent.

Mao Zao looked at Shen Dong and said.

"Depth winter, do you know what the consequences will be!"

"Yes."

Shen Dong replied in a low voice, Mao made a cruel decision.

"From now on, you'll be fired!"

"yeah!"

It was not the person who was fired, but Maoshu who made the surprise scream. Although I don’t know what the value of the broken tea set is, it would be too cruel to fire the servant in this way. If she was driven out in the middle of winter, she would be homeless.

"grandfather!"

"This is too harsh, just breaking a bad thing, and you will be expelled from the deep winter!"

"You said that's a bad thing?"

Mao Zao shivered with anger and glared at Mao Shu, and Mao Shu shrank.

"That pen holder is the only thing Shirou left to me!"

It was really a surprise, that thing was really a pen holder.

"That was the first birthday object that Shirou gave me. It was made by Shirou himself in elementary school. The magnetic device was so unpretentious, it turned out to be made by a child. Maoshu's judgment was not completely wrong. "That magnetic device contains important memories of me and Shirou..."

So that's how it is.

This magnetic ware is the work of the late only son~ Maofu, and it has resentment towards his son.

No wonder Mao Zao was so angry when such an important thing was broken. However, it is still too strict to expel the deep winter for this.

"But, grandpa, even though this is the case, there is no need to expel the deep winter..."

The deep winter stands in front of the lush trees.

"Mao Shu, don't do this. Everything is bad for me."

No, it’s not that late winter is not bad.

It is only because I have developed a lustful heart that I will look at the underwear in the deep winter, it is because I am not good. So if you want to punish, you shouldn’t punish deep winter, you should punish yourself.

"Grandpa please forgive Shendong. If you are willing to forgive Shendong, I am willing to do anything..."

At this moment, Maozao's eyes shone with light in an instant.

"A real man keeps his word?"

Maoshu was asked by Maozao, which had a bad premonition, but there was no other way at this time, so he nodded and agreed.

"Okay! OK, I want me to forgive the deep winter, you must get married."

"marry?"

Maoshu didn't understand what it meant when facing grandpa's unexpected words.

"Marriage? Are you talking about the one who married a man and a woman?"

"Of course, do you have any other meaning?"

"But, who are you going to marry?"

"Everyone can do it."

"Everyone can do it..."

To Mao Shu who has nothing to say, Mao Zhuo said with confidence.

"You should have a girl you like!"

Indeed, it is not surprising that when I was seventeen years old, I had a girl I like. However, everyone's situation is different, and it is not necessarily that they have to have a girlfriend at this age. When Maoshu wanted to say "no", for some reason, Shendong's face flashed through his mind, and Maoshu said ambiguously.

“Well…”

"No problem, right?"

"But, I'm only seventeen years old..."

"So what?"

"Don't you have to be eighteen years old before you can get married?"

"That's right...this..."

Maozao hesitated for a while, but he immediately thought that his grandson Maoshu's birthday was coming soon.

"Mao Shu, next Sunday is your 18th birthday, right?"

"Yeah, that's right..."

Really, I remember this kind of thing so clearly.

Maoshu felt shocked.

"Then, you should be able to get married when you turn 18?"

Maozao did not listen to the cowardly Maoshu's explanation, and nodded himself and said.

"Okay, next Sunday is your birthday and your wedding day. To celebrate, we will hold a grand banquet. Well, that's it."

"Yeah!"

It’s all my fault. Finding such a bad reason to push it off will make me marry earlier. Today is Monday, and to the next Sunday, there are only six days left. It is really difficult to find a married partner in such a short time.

"Do you understand? Maoshu. Before your eighteenth birthday... no, the day before that, before Saturday, you must decide on your marriage partner. Is that okay?"

"But that's too much..."

"What? 'A gentleman's word is as good as he can't be pursued. A real man must keep his word."

"this…"

"Are you going to watch the deep winter be fired?"

Speaking of which, it was Maozao who forced the deep winter to this point, and he said so shamelessly. If Maoshu doesn't want to be fired from the deep winter, he has to do it obediently, no longer caring about being forced to get married. At this time, Maoshu cannot give an unclear answer to Maoshu.

"Mao Shu, you don't need to do this for me. I have to take responsibility for what I do wrong."

In the deep winter, I couldn't see the troubles of Maoshu, and interrupted, but Maoshuo...

"Dear winter, don't talk."

When Shen Dong heard Mao Zao say this, she immediately shut up and retreated in frustration. In any case, Maozao has been his master since he was a child. Don’t say that you were scolded loudly, even if you were scolded gently, you would be so scared that you could not move.

After Maozao ordered the deep winter, he completely changed his attitude of strengthening people.

"Luxury trees..."

"I'm already in my seventies. To be honest, I haven't had a few years to live. Maybe I'll leave you suddenly tomorrow..."

"Why do you suddenly say this? Whatever you say will suddenly leave you tomorrow..."

Mao Zao was very energetic at this time. Compared with the strong man who roared just now, he could not have thought that he would be the same person.

"I think I have lived long enough and I have nothing to miss in this world. My only wish is to see my son's marriage happy. When I think of my stupidity in the past, I feel very regretful."

"grandfather…"

Mao Zao suddenly became very depressed. Mao Shu, who was kind-hearted, was moved by the poor old man's words.

"I can't say that I'm so disregarding my family and living with my grandson in my later years. I can't say it's a misfortune. I have nothing to ask for when I see my grandson again. But I don't have the chance to wish my son Maofu a blessing, at least... at least I want to see my grandson's bride and say "congratulations" to them. This is my last wish..."

Mao Zao's eyes became wet and sobbed. And with a longing look, he looked up at the embarrassed Maoshu. "That may cause you a lot of trouble, but please pity me, an old man who has lived for a few years, so that I can leave some wonderful memories before I die."

"But, this is really..."

Maoshu wanted to refuse, but Maoshu blocked what Maoshu wanted to say with a loud sigh.

"Oh...you are so ruthless. I have lost my son. I am so pitiful. Are you really unwilling to fulfill my little wish? Are you unwilling to give a little sympathy to a poor old man?"

This old man is quite good at speaking. He actually said that forcing his grandson to get married before Sunday was a small request. However, Maoshu has been led by Maoshu. Not only can he not refute Maoshu, but he has to do as he wants. Mao Zao, who has already gained all the advantages, is talking nonstop.

"I understand, I won't beg you anymore. You are so ruthless... Anyway, I, an old man who is evil, cannot enter the grave with beautiful memories, and can only die alone, right? Mao Shu?"

"No, I don't mean that..."

"Otherwise, what do you mean?"

“Well…”

"You only think of yourself. Would you rather trample on me, a poor old man, and abandon the deep winter that has nowhere to go? Or are you willing to compromise yourself and help us? Which path do you want to choose?"

He is worthy of being a modern big entrepreneur. Although he is old, he has been in the shopping mall for many years and has seen through the worldly ways. This is something that the tree cannot match. Speaking of which, I was originally discussing whether to fire the deep winter, but the topic was unconsciously distracted and turned into discussing Maoshu's marriage.

Maozao’s real purpose is to force Maoshu to get married within a deadline. But it is very troubled for Maoshu. Mao Zao used this late winter to break the pen holder as an excuse to force Maoshu to get married early.

"I understand. Although I can't agree to you, I will consider it..."

Maoshu, who was forced to retreat, wanted to use an ambiguous answer to push and drag it out, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Maoshu's loud screams.

"You understand what I want! Are you going to get married? What a good grandson!"

"Ah, no, I haven't decided yet..."

Shirosaki ignored Shirosaki's faint protest and said happily.

"Then, Maoshu, the deadline is Saturday. Before that, you must decide on a marriage partner. If you can't do it, fire the deep winter immediately and ask her to pack her luggage immediately and leave here. How about it?"

In this way, the rhapsody with the theme of finding the lucky bride is about to start the prelude to the movement.

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