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Chapter 193 I think Mrs. Sakurai is still charming
"Natsume, it's right here."

Arriving at the door of a high-end apartment, Sakurai Airi tidied her bangs nervously and turned back to remind.

Upon hearing this, Natsume Weichuan raised his head and looked around the door. The exquisite and harmonious decoration style was full of modern sense.

I had been here a week ago, but when I revisited this place, my feelings were different.

Is this the legendary meeting the parents?
Natsume Weichuan thought for a moment, then changed his mind and asked, "Do you need me to knock on the door?"

"No, my mother should be home."

As Sakurai Airi said this, she reached out and pressed the doorbell, but after waiting for the doorbell to ring several times, there was still no sound of anyone coming to open the door.

"Strange, she was the one who asked to meet today, could she have gone out?"

Sakurai Airi let out a light "Oh!", picked up her handbag and started searching, and said to Natsume Yuikawa to comfort her, "Maybe she went out to buy groceries. It's okay, I have the keys with me, I'll just call her later."

Taking out the key, Sakurai Airi opened the door fluently and invited Natsume Yuikawa to walk into the apartment together.

The interior decoration of the apartment is more solemn than the exterior. In the middle of the living room is a black marble coffee table, on which are placed fruits of various colors, which look very fresh.

Perhaps because she stared at him for too long, Sakurai Airi thought that Natsume Yuikawa was greedy, so she sat down on the sofa, waved her hand casually, and said, "Natsume, it's okay, just treat it as your own home, and eat quickly."

Here, the price of fruits is very expensive, and even Natsume Weichuan can't eat too much on a normal day. However, he is not so greedy that his eyes cannot be turned away when he goes to other people's houses.

Unless it's peach.

The reason why Natsume Yuikawa behaved like this was because... He lowered his eyes and stared at the apple handed to him by Sakurai Airi. There was still a little water on the bright red skin.

In today's weather, unless the fruits were not completely dried after washing, any water would have evaporated naturally. In this situation, the only explanation is that these fruits were washed not long ago.

Natsume Yuikawa took the apple handed to him by Sakurai Airi, but his eyes looked around the room. Could it be that Mrs. Sakurai was still in the apartment?
As if to confirm his guess, the printed glass door of a room on the inside was pushed open, and a woman in a bathrobe, tying the belt around her waist with her hands, walked out.

"Really? You're such a grown-up and you still forget to bring your keys. How can I feel at ease if this continues?"

She stopped mumbling halfway, and her hands tied around her waist also stopped, because Mrs. Sakurai noticed Natsume Yuikawa who was looking at her with surprise.

Because she had just come out of the bath, the yukata was only draped over her body. Without the restraint of the waist belt, her fair skin with water droplets was revealed, as well as the heavy waves, which barely covered some important parts. Further down, there was a flat white belly, which was dazzling.

Mrs. Sakurai probably wanted to put on her yukata while opening the door, but she never expected that the reason she rang the doorbell was just a way for Natsume Yuikawa to subtly test whether there was anyone in the apartment.

Now, he bumped into her in the middle of the process, and his consciousness paused for a brief moment. After he reacted, he hurriedly grabbed the hem of his yukata to cover himself.

“Ahhh! Airi, why didn’t you tell me in advance that you were bringing people here!?”

"Then who would know Natsume! Turn around quickly!" Sakurai Airi didn't realize that Mrs. Sakurai was at home, and she blushed and loudly reminded Natsume Yuikawa.

Natsume Weichuan was so embarrassed at this moment that if possible, he would not only turn around, but also find a crack to crawl into.

The last time they met, Mrs. Sakurai left Natsume Yuikawa with the impression of a gentle and open-minded woman. However, in this situation, her panicked side was exposed. In her haste, even the towel wrapped around her head fell off, and her wet hair looked quite smooth.

After an unknown amount of time, a weak cough was heard from behind, followed by Mrs. Sakurai's voice.

"It's ready, turn around."

Sakurai Airi pulled Natsume Yuikawa back with her. In the process, she slapped the back of the latter's hand in annoyance and glared at him, as if to say, "Remember, you didn't see anything just now."

Natsume Weichuan blinked innocently and thought to himself, I didn't mean to do that. To be honest, the responsibility for the accident should be on you.

"Okay, stop flirting in front of me."

Mrs. Sakurai was much more mature than Sakurai Airi. Her cheeks were only slightly flushed. She wrapped her wet hair up again, sat on the sofa at the main seat, rolled her eyes and asked, "Airi, why did you suddenly call someone over without telling me?"

Hearing Mrs. Sakurai's question, Natsume Yuikawa couldn't help but look at Sakurai Airi in confusion. Was it her own initiative to call him over this time?

Being stared at by two people at the same time, Sakurai Airi was not someone who could remain calm to begin with, and now she was even more anxious and stammered. After a long time, she finally sorted out some of her thoughts and explained:

"Oh, Mom, didn't you ask me to find time to bring Natsume here all day? Why did you deny it when I asked him to come here today?"

Sakurai Airi pursed her lips in grievance, and there was some resentment in her eyes when she looked at Mrs. Sakurai.

"That's because you always say the same thing every time you make excuses for procrastination. How could I know you would really bring Natsume here this time?"

Mrs. Sakurai was talking when she suddenly seemed to think of something. A strange look appeared in her beautiful eyes as she looked at Natsume Yuikawa.

There is no doubt about it. Sakurai Airi has a habit of procrastination, but this time she was so decisive in asking Natsume to come over. The relationship between them must be real. In order to correct her character flaws, she must seize this opportunity.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Sakurai pretended to touch her wet hair wrapped in a towel and said, "Oh, you see I came out in such a hurry, and my hair is not dry yet. If I keep doing this, I might catch a cold. I'm going to blow dry it. In order not to damage my hair, I can't use too high a temperature. It will probably take at least half an hour."

She talked about everything in detail, as if she was deliberately telling Natsume Yuikawa and the others every detail. Mrs. Sakurai got up from the sofa and gave Sakurai Airi a few more reminders.

"Blow-drying your hair will be very noisy. You and Natsume can go play in the room first. I'll be watching here and no one will disturb you."

Mrs. Sakurai winked at Sakurai Airi and gently pushed her on the back, until she was sure that the hint was obvious enough that even a fool could understand it, then she turned around and left with peace of mind.

Watching Mrs. Sakurai's slender back walk into the bathroom and disappear, Sakurai Airi sighed helplessly, "Natsume, what should we do next?"

[What should I do? I think Mrs. Sakurai is still charming and has a great deal of importance in Sakurai Airi's heart. It would be better to establish a good relationship with her. When the time is right, maybe she can be of more use.]

"Pfft, cough, cough."

After seeing the content of the prompt, Natsume Weichuan almost couldn't hold back his coughing. He thought that he had gotten used to its abnormality after such a long time, but he didn't expect it to be even worse, reaching the level of a newborn.

"It was you, Sister Sakurai, who asked me to come here. Now, I have no choice but to follow your arrangements." In order to cover up, Natsume Weichuan lowered his head and answered.

"OK then."

Hearing the buzzing sound from the bathroom had spread to the living room, Sakurai Airi had no choice but to follow the advice left by Mrs. Sakurai, pointed in the direction of her room, and said, "Let's go to my room and talk for a while first."

Natsume Yuikawa followed Sakurai Airi to the door of her room, but before he walked in, he paused, raised his hand and asked tentatively: "Sister Sakurai, if I go in like this, will it be inconvenient?"

Hearing this, the skin on Sakurai Airi's cheeks and neck immediately turned red. She was the kind of person who liked to daydream, so how could she not understand what Natsume Yuikawa meant.

This is to remind myself if there are any inappropriate things placed in the open in the room.

However, although she looked ashamed and angry, Sakurai Airi was still quite grateful in her heart. After her active invitation, Natsume Yuikawa was able to think so carefully. It seemed that her previous guesses were all based on her fantasy. Natsume Yuikawa was clearly a very upright person.

"No, just go in without worry."

Sakurai Airi smiled gratefully, grabbed the door handle with one hand and pushed open the door, then made a gesture of invitation to Natsume Yuikawa.

Natsume Yuikawa walked in slowly. Normally, he shouldn't look into a girl's room casually, but now that he had Sakurai Airi's approval, being too reserved would seem hypocritical.

So, Natsume Weichuan started watching openly.

The room has a typical girl's style, even a little youthful, and does not look like a woman who has entered the workplace at all. Apart from the various plush toys, even the most basic wallpaper is pink.

Speaking of which, this is the first time I’ve seen a girl’s room in person. It seems that in addition to the pleasing decoration and layout, it also smells very good.

In comparison, his own room was much simpler. Therefore, Natsume Yuikawa couldn't help but think that even if Mochizuki Maya had experienced more than other girls, she was still a girl after all, and should also care about these things.

Mochizuki Mayaya is already very busy at home, and Natsume Yuikawa knows that with her personality, she would definitely be embarrassed to mention these things, so he had to take the initiative to bring them up himself.

As he was thinking, Natsume Weichuan had already noted down the layout of Sakurai Airi's room, ready to keep it for future reference, but when his gaze turned to the big bed in the room, his pupils shrank slightly.

This, this is.

I saw a set of black cloth neatly placed on the smoothly made bed. Looking at the size that was larger than his palm, Natsume Weichuan's heart was in a mess.

Wasn’t it agreed that there was nothing that shouldn’t be seen in the room? Then what’s going on?

Could it be that Sakurai Airi deliberately wanted him to see it?
No way, although her head is filled with so much garbage that it's not surprising that she would think of such a thing, but Sakurai Airi definitely doesn't have the courage to turn it into reality.

"What's wrong? What are you doing here? It doesn't matter. There's no one else here. Just sit on the bed."

Sakurai Airi didn't know all this yet. She closed the door and followed him in. However, when she followed Natsume Yuikawa's gaze towards the bed, her mind suddenly went blank.

A wave of heat rushed up to her cheeks, and when Natsume Yuikawa saw her wearing such tight clothes, Sakurai Airi screamed subconsciously.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Natsume Weichuan never expected that such a high-pitched sound could come out of Sakurai Airi's mouth. He felt his ears were buzzing. If this continued, people might misunderstand that he had done something to Sakurai Airi, so he quickly reached out and covered the latter's mouth.

However, Sakurai Airi's reaction was quite violent due to her panic. In order to avoid hurting her, Natsume Yuikawa fell onto the bed along with the force of her struggle.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The only sound left in the room was Sakurai Airi's sobbing. From this, Natsume Yuikawa could also notice that the sound of the hair dryer outside the room seemed to have stopped as well.

Da da da.

A series of hurried footsteps were heard, followed by the sound of knocking on the door. Mrs. Sakurai asked anxiously:

"Airi, what happened?"

After hearing this, Natsume Yuikawa could only comfort Sakurai Airi with her eyes while raising her voice and answering, "Auntie, Sakurai-sister is fine."

"Natsume, open the door first."

Mrs. Sakurai's tone softened a little, but she was still a little skeptical. After all, it was her daughter who had screamed just now, and Natsume Yuikawa's words alone could not explain anything.

"Teacher Sakurai, I didn't do anything to you. Calm down a little. If you understand, just nod your head."

Natsume Yuikawa continued to cover Sakurai Airi's mouth and said.

"Uh-huh."

Sakurai Airi nodded her head like a chick pecking at rice.

"Then you should quickly explain it to your aunt, so that she won't misunderstand."

Natsume Weichuan gave a final warning before letting go of his hand.

"call"

The moment she was free, Sakurai Airi breathed in the fresh air with a relaxed look on her face.

After all, he was unable to breathe because he was covered by his hand before, so it was normal for him to be like this now, but... Natsume Weichuan raised his head nervously and looked towards the door.

The rapid knocking on the door had stopped. Mrs. Sakurai chose to leave at this time. There was no need to think about what she would do. If she didn't hurry up, then...
Just as he was thinking about it, the door of the room suddenly opened, and Mrs. Sakurai appeared at the door with an anxious look on her face. She held a spare key in one hand and a sharp fruit knife in the other.

(End of this chapter)