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Just a splash of water on Hatsune Miku soaked her completely.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that." Hatsune bowed her head and admitted her mistake, but Toyokawa Yu ignored her and just closed her eyes to rest.
Hatsune was at a loss for what to do. Suddenly, she remembered the way she used to help her mother relax.
She reached out and pressed her hand on the boy's temple. Then, he suddenly opened his eyes. Hatsune's pupils contracted slightly, and her heart pounded, but she did not let go. Then, Toyokawa Yu closed her eyes again.
Then, Hatsune began to massage the boy, her fingers gently caressing his head. She used to do this to her mother, and her mother always said it felt very comfortable, so... he shouldn't feel uncomfortable either.
After all, as the head of the Toyokawa family, he is so busy and has so many things to do, he must be very tired.
Unlike her mother, the boy didn't seem to react much, which made Hatsune a little uneasy.
Finally, she couldn't help but let go, but then she heard the boy say, "Continue."
"Ah..." These simple words inexplicably made the girl happy.
***
As dusk approached, Xiangzi finally returned from Tsuki no Mori. She attended school there as the mistress of the Toyokawa family, and no one could say anything about it.
As usual, she sat on the sofa, leaning on her fiancé's shoulder, watching him work, while holding a plate of cherries in her hand, occasionally feeding one to the boy next to her.
Hatsune, as a maid, was busy sweeping as always.
Xiangzi blinked involuntarily, looking back and forth between Hatsune Miku and Toyokawa Yu with a strange expression. In the end, the boy couldn't stand her gaze any longer and said, "Just say what you have to say."
Xiangzi said with some curiosity, "Uh, is it just my imagination? It seems like your relationship with Hatsune Miku has gotten better."
You actually didn't bully her?
"Ah..." Hatsune Miku held the broom, somewhat at a loss.
You can't exactly tell Miss Xiangzi that you've already given your husband a bath, can you?
“Boring,” the boy said seriously, as always.
Chapter Fifteen: Why Are You Wearing Mizuho's Clothes?
Shoko and Hatsune tidied up Toyokawa Yu's mother's room together. This room was even more significant than Toyokawa Yu's study and bedroom, and no one else was allowed to enter. In the past, only Toyokawa Yu and Shoko could enter. Surprisingly, Toyokawa Yu asked Hatsune to help as well.
Xiangzi, holding a duster, patted away the not-so-big dust as he happily said, "Auntie, I told you, Xi isn't a bad person, he's just a bit eccentric. See, he's gradually accepting you now, isn't he?"
Seeing the other person's genuine happiness for her, Hatsune felt inexplicably guilty, after all, there were some things that happened between her and Toyokawa Yu that she dared not tell her.
She was still unaware of the reason why their relationship had "improved".
However, there is one statement that Hatsune Miku agrees with: Toyokawa Yu is not a bad person.
At least, after learning what her father had done to her, she agreed with his judgment.
He was, and still is, a gentle and kind-hearted boy.
Just as she was in a daze, Xiangzi took out a pure white dress, placed it in front of her, and said softly, "Hatsune-chan, look, wouldn't this dress look good on me?"
Hatsune's eyes widened slightly, as if she realized something, and she said, "Uh, this, could it be... Mizuho's... Lady's keepsake?"
"Haha, Xi isn't here now, you can just call her Sister Ruihui, Mom will definitely be happy."
Hearing the term "Mom," Hatsune paused slightly, but considering her identity as a young girl, it was indeed appropriate for her to call her "Mom."
Then, Xiangzi continued, "You're right, these are indeed clothes left by Mom, and Xi has always cherished them."
Suddenly, Hatsune thought of a question and said, "Um, Saki-chan, do you... know that you look a lot like Mizuho-neechan?"
What she really wanted to ask was, "Don't you mind being seen as a substitute for your mother by Toyokawa Yu because you look like her?"
Family ties are different from romantic ties.
To Hatsune's surprise, Shoko said in a lighthearted tone, "I know, do you know what he said to me when I first met Yu?"
Hatsune Miku looked on with curiosity.
Xiangzi covered his mouth and laughed, "That guy told me, 'You look a lot like my mother. Can you be my wife?'"
After she finished speaking, she couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Hatsune was a little embarrassed. Should he say it perfectly matched his rough personality, or was he just very straight-laced?
But he really didn't hide it from Xiangzi, but why does Saki-chan seem completely indifferent?
Seeing Hatsune's puzzled expression, Xiangzi sincerely asked, "Just because Xi likes me only because I resemble my mother, does that mean I can't love him?"
These words seemed to deeply resonate with Hatsune Miku's soul.
Does that mean I can't love him just because he doesn't love the real me?
Then, the girl continued, "You know, Yu... because of the surname Toyokawa, he has experienced a lot and suffered a lot of betrayal, especially the gunshot wound in his abdomen. Although he didn't tell me who caused it, I know that the wound caused him great pain. The physical wound has long since healed, but his soul is still bleeding."
Xiangzi's eyes shone brightly as he said, "Some people are jealous of me, thinking that I'm after Xi's money. Some people laugh at me, saying that I'm just Xi's toy. But I know, and Xi knows too."
He needs me, perhaps initially just because I look like my mother, but now, he needs me to heal his emotional wounds.
The girl's tone was brimming with confidence and affection.
In this world, Shoko Hanami is the person who understands Yu Toyokawa the most, and the only one who can comfort his heart.
Therefore, Xiangzi had no qualms about wearing Toyokawa Mizuho's clothes; if it pleased her husband, she was happy to do so.
This soul-touching relationship made Hatsune feel extremely envious, and... a little bit jealous.
***
"Xi, are you really okay? Will you be able to get used to not being home? Will you be able to take a bath by yourself? Will you be able to sleep? Will you feel lonely in the morning?" Xiangzi asked in a worried voice, carrying his luggage.
The people opposite her were not only her husband, Yuu Toyokawa, and Misumi Hatsune, but also other maids and servants.
Although the servants dared not smirk, the smiles on their faces were harder to suppress than an AK.
Feng Chuanxi's face darkened further as he said, "I've sent people to protect you. Don't talk to strange men. Go and come back soon."
After saying that, he turned around and went back to the Toyokawa family home, as if he couldn't stand his stupid wife anymore.
Xiangzi covered her mouth, watching her husband's retreating figure with a slight smile.
Today is the day of the Tsukimori school trip, which will last for five days, meaning that Shoko will be away from the Toyokawa family for five days.
In most cases, this wouldn't be a problem, but Xiangzi looked a little worried. She turned to Hatsune and said, "Hatsune-chan, I'm leaving Xi in your care. I'll be back soon."
Hatsune was slightly puzzled, but she nodded in agreement. However, she soon realized what Xiangzi meant.
Miss Xiangzi had only been away from the Toyokawa family for an afternoon when the family became shrouded in gloom.
The oppressive, low-pressure atmosphere emanating from Toyokawa Yu became increasingly apparent.
Perhaps because Ms. Xiangzi wasn't there, Hatsune sensed a restless and uneasy feeling about Toyokawa Yu, which she couldn't shake off.
She even woke up in the early hours of the morning to check on the master bedroom and found that the light was still on.
The next day, she was woken up by a disturbance, and unusually, Toyokawa Yu was scolding a maid who had made a mistake in a sharp tone.
The other person was trembling with fear, tears streaming down their face, but the boy showed no mercy.
Actually, although the boy had a bad temper, he wouldn't argue with the servants. Moreover, everyone preferred to discuss things with Miss Xiangzi, since she was more tolerant.
Now, without Miss Xiangzi's home, it feels suffocating.
Not knowing where she got the courage, Hatsune stepped forward and said to the angry Toyokawa Yu, "Young Master Toyokawa, Miss Shoko just called me and said she has something important to tell you."
Toyokawa Yu's attention immediately shifted to Misaki Miku, his eyes seeming to devour her. He stared intently at the girl, finally taking a deep breath and saying coldly, "Let's talk in my room."
Then, turning and leaving, Hatsune carefully helped the little maid who had fallen to the ground and was crying to her feet, brushed the dust off her clothes, and said softly, "It's alright, just be more careful next time you work."
The maid was genuinely grateful and said, "Thank you so much, Miss Hatsune. I... I thought I was going to be killed by the young master..."
Hatsune gently shook her head and said in a firm tone, "No, he...wouldn't do that."
He is a... gentle and kind boy, Hatsune firmly believes in her heart.
Does that mean I can't love him just because he doesn't love the real me?
Xiangzi's words rang in Hatsune's ears, reaffirming her resolve.
***
Inside the room, Toyokawa Yu lay on the bed, feeling extremely tired, yet unable to fall asleep.
As soon as he closes his eyes, all sorts of unbearable memories flood his mind.
He knew that his old problem had relapsed; without Xiao Xiang's scent and warmth, the tranquilizer-like effect was starting to wear off.
Although the maid made a mistake, he was the one who lost his composure the most.
In the end, it was nothing more than taking one's anger out on someone else.
He knew that Xiangzi hadn't called Misaki Miku. He knew Xiangzi's personality; if anything happened, he would call him directly.
Therefore, he was filled with rage, and if that bitch couldn't give him a reasonable explanation...
His pent-up anger was about to be unleashed entirely on her.
Just then, there was a gentle knock on the door.
The boy stood up, sat on the sofa, and said in a cold voice, "Come in."
Then, the door was gently opened, and a blonde girl walked in, freezing the boy's expression as he launched into a tirade of anger.
She was wearing a pure white dress.
The boy will never forget the dress she wore.
That was the dress my mother left behind.
Chapter Sixteen: Wa Xuedi
The dim light in the master bedroom fell on Hatsune Miku's pure white dress, adding a touch of fragile, hazy beauty.
Fengchuan Yu was slightly dazed, and for a moment, she thought that the most perfect woman had returned to this world.
But the next moment, he saw that head of golden hair, and his anger flared up like ignited explosives. He stared intently at Hatsune Miku, every word filled with gritted teeth and fury: "Take it off! Who gave you permission to touch this dress? Don't you know who you are? Do you even deserve to wear your mother's clothes?"
The sharp insults pierced her heart like ice picks. Hatsune instinctively gripped her skirt, her face turning even paler, and a hint of fear flashed in her eyes.
But thinking of Xiangzi's instructions and the boy's restless, hungry nature, she took a deep breath, slowly raised her head, avoided his sharp gaze, and said in a firm tone, "Miss Xiangzi instructed me to take good care of you when she's not around."
You can't keep pushing yourself like this; you need to rest.
She took a small step forward, the hem of her skirt brushing lightly against the floor with a soft rustling sound. "If... wearing this dress might remind you a little of Mizuho-neechan, might make you feel a little more at ease..."
As soon as she finished speaking, she reached out and carefully grasped Toyokawa Yu's wrist.
"Get out of my way!" Toyokawa Yu swung his arm violently, so hard that Hatsune stumbled and almost fell.
His anger intensified, as if his sore spot had been touched, but Hatsune did not back down. After regaining her balance, she reached out again and grabbed his wrist tightly.
This time she used all her strength, her fingertips gripping his skin tightly, refusing to let go even as her palms sweated.
"Come, come with me." Hatsune pulled him, leading him step by step toward the sofa, her movements carrying an unprecedented forcefulness.
Fengchuan Yu struggled a couple of times, her eyes full of resistance, but for some reason, when her fingertips touched her warm palm and she caught a glimpse of her wearing her mother's dress, her struggles gradually lessened.
He glared at her angrily, like a child whose toy had been taken away, but in the end, he didn't try to shake her off again.
Hatsune pressed him down on the sofa, then gently leaned over and carefully supported the back of his head, letting him rest his head on her knees.
The soft skirt rested on her knees, carrying the familiar scent of soapberry and lily, mixed with the fragrance of Hatsune Miku's hair, lingering around Toyokawa Yuu's nose.
He froze, his eyes blazing with fury. He stared intently at the ceiling, glancing occasionally at the girl on his knees with disdain and resentment, yet he didn't get up to push her away.
Hatsune felt a little uncomfortable under his glare, but gradually became immune to his mannerisms.
She gently raised her hand, wanting to smooth the wrinkles between his brows, but before her fingers could even reach halfway, she heard Feng Chuanxi's malicious mockery: "Trying to pretend to be my mother to please me? Sure, I want to nurse."
These words were like a thunderclap in the girl's ears, and her cheeks instantly burned hot, turning red all the way down to her neck, even her ears turned crimson.
Even though she knew the other person was deliberately making things difficult for her, trying to force her to back down and make her look embarrassed, the girlish reserve and sense of shame still made her feel very awkward.
After her initial embarrassment, Hatsune took a deep breath, mustered her courage, and looked up to meet his teasing gaze. Her voice was tinged with shyness, yet unusually calm: "I...I don't have milk. But if you want some..."
Toyokawa Yu looked slightly surprised. The next second, Hatsune stretched out her index finger, the tip of which still seemed to retain the warmth of the finger he had sucked yesterday, and said softly, "You can suck my finger instead, just like yesterday."
Having said that, she gently brought her finger to Toyokawa Yu's lips. The boy stared blankly at the slender, white finger, then looked up at the girl on his lap—
She was wearing her mother's white dress, her cheeks flushed, her eyes filled with a shy yet firm tenderness, and her features truly overlapped with the image of her mother in his memory, causing his heart to tremble.
Perhaps it was the white dress that made her stand out, or perhaps it was the gentleness in her eyes that was so alluring, or perhaps it was the deep-seated longing for her mother that was at play, but Toyokawa Yu didn't refuse.
He glared at her, his eyes still showing some resentment and awkwardness, but he slowly opened his mouth and took her fingertip into his mouth.
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