Miko attire, didn't follow the rule of "he wears what, she wears what"; but the nurse outfit, did.

Before his mind had cleared regarding whether the nurse's uniform had pants or not, Jiutiao Meijie, clad in a pristine, form-fitting nurse outfit, was already kneeling on one foot at the bedside, ready to tend to him.

The moment Dubian Che's expression shifted, Kiyono Lin got the message.

"You can think of these things in broad daylight, seems like I don't need to worry about a lack of interest in girls from you," she teased.

"Mmm-hmm," Dubian Che straightened his face, "I'm going to line up for milk tea."

Before leaving, he winked at Jiutiao Meijie in silent understanding.

Jiutiao Meijie's face, brimming with boundless charm, looked back at him in feigned confusion.

A simple motion, inexplicably touching, it was something anyone who saw would dream of again in some future dream.

By the time Dubian Che returned with three cups of milk tea, fifteen minutes had passed.

They sat on a wooden bench, under the canopy of a beautiful beech tree, lush with leaves.

A blue picnic napkin from Kiyono Lin's bag was spread on the bench, its corners adorned with cute little white cats.

"Here." Dubian Che handed milk teas to both, then sat next to Jiutiao Meijie.

All identical cups of bubble milk tea, to avoid a chaotic scene of "Ah, let me try yours and you try mine."

The trio leisurely sipped their drinks.

"It's very sweet," said Kiyono Lin.

"This sweetness isn't authentic," remarked Jiutiao Meijie, whose taste had always been on point.

"Is that so?" Kiyono Lin hadn't noticed.

Listening to their casual conversation, Dubian Che looked up, through the rustling beech leaves, and caught glimpses of the sparse azure sky.

"Want to try it?"

"Ah, not sure if I can!"

"Ha-ha-ha! Dirty!"

A group of lively girls diverted everyone's attention from the trio, and also captured their interest.

Dubian Che looked over to see a well-figure girl taking on the bubble milk tea challenge—drinking from a cup placed atop her breasts.

When he looked back, Jiutiao Meijie was smiling slyly at Kiyono Lin.

Although she didn't partake in the bubble milk tea challenge, those breasts, slightly larger than the average, were particularly noticeable at that moment.

"Superficial," commented Kiyono Lin, holding her milk tea in her left hand and a straw in her right, without glancing sideways.

"Don't do something so boring," Dubian Che said to Jiutiao Meijie, then quickly changed the subject, "even if you do, wait until we get back, when it's just the two of us."

"You sure are thoughtful," Jiutiao Meijie sneered, "Let Xiaoquan Aonai do it for you, hers are the biggest."

"That sounds a bit risqué... if you don't add the bubble milk tea challenge," said Dubian Che.

"The bubble milk tea challenge itself is pretty risqué," Kiyono Lin stated, and even when upset, her chest barely fluctuated, quite the pity.

After finishing their milk teas, they strolled through various shops at Liberty Hill.

Dubian Che wasn't particularly interested in the numerous sweet shops, but the variety store sparked his enthusiasm.

All sorts of dishes, potted plants, household items, and other goods from all over the Island Country, each not overly expensive, but with their own charming features, impossible to put down.

Dubian Che bought a set of cooking-related dishes and utensils, planning to give them to Xiaoquan Aonai.

Good kitchenware could change one's mood while cooking.

But that evening, Dubian Che and Jiutiao Meijie stayed in Shinbashi.

At night, they lay side by side.

After a while, Jiutiao Meijie asked, "What's with you?"

"Hmm?" Dubian Che's voice was drowsy, on the verge of sleep.

Jiutiao Meijie turned away from him, pulled the blanket over herself, and went to sleep.

Ten minutes later, she lifted her smooth, shapely leg and gave Dubian Che's butt a firm kick.

"Ha-ha-ha!" Dubian Che laughed, with not a hint of sleepiness in his voice.

He leaned forward, pulling Jiutiao Meijie's delicate and seductive body tightly into his arms.

"I'm always the one taking the initiative, as if I'm the only one who wants to, and the first day I don't, you can't handle it?" he whispered with a chuckle.

"I'm just annoyed by you; you misunderstood…" Jiutiao Meijie cut herself off as Dubian Che's lips found her snow-white neck, his face buried in her collarbone.

"Big sister," he murmured lowly.

"Mmm," Jiutiao Meijie's voice became undulating, emitting a sweet and captivating murmur.

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