The author, when it will be continued?)) fanfic is very cool) I read with pleasure)) with translation into Russian))
realmente Enjou y Reika piensa en forma similar sobre la actitud de incho y de masaya, ya que ambos al primero simpre se refieren como donsella y a masaya ambos simpre piensan que es un tonto amante de las batallas de caballeria y acosado
I agree. Yandere kind of comes hand in hand with violence in my mind which doesnt really apply to Enjou. Cant see him chasing people around with a knife or anything. Definitely black belly though and maybe a tinge of smiling assassin. @Red Bean Love the way you portray him. I think it fits very well with the original plot line as well. No OOC from my pov ReikaxEnjou all the way!
Aww I thought there might be an update I missed. Turns out there's none. @Red Bean hope you are doing well!
After reading all 299 chapters, I am so ready to jump into the Kaburagi ship, but this makes me continue to sail in the Enjou ship even with great difficulties. Thank you!
Enjou Yukino’s POV: Interim It was a rainy afternoon, and I had been playing on my console when the door to my hospital room opened, and Oniisama came in carrying a neatly wrapped item in his hands. I turned towards him, placing my controller down as I addressed him, “Oniisama, I thought you said you wouldn’t be able to visit today?” I dropped my gaze to the present he carried, “What’s that?” Oniisama calmly took a seat as he placed his bag on the table beside him. His fingers slid over the cover of the item in thought as he responded, “A present from Reika.” “Wow, really?” I raised an eyebrow as I wondered if there were any holidays today. Why had she prepared a present? I know she’s quite fond of me, but receiving a present is quite sudden. However, Oniisama didn’t seem to question the existence of the presence as much as I did, as he simply handed the book over to me. I unwrapped the gift to see a hardcover edition of Das Wirtshaus im Spessart. As the fingers of my free hand traced the embellished letterings, my mind drifted to a similar tome in Oniisama’s personal library. When I question him about it, he nods affirmatively. “He’s a talented author, I’m sure you’d enjoy reading his work.” He responded in a pleased tone, as if finding something amusing. Thinking about it, this book has a few dark stories... is Reika-oneesama like Oniisama? It would make sense for his affection then... Thinking that, I turned my attention to Oniisama who seemed to be preoccupied with his thoughts. I wonder what’s gotten him so distracted... I rack my brains trying to think what could be bothering him, and recall a conversation Mother and Oniisama had a few days ago. Ah, the Uryuus are supposed to be visiting today. Did Yuiko do something to irritate Oniisama again? It was a bit of a secret (except to me) that Oniisama didn’t like spending time with Yuiko. I can’t recall when his fondness for Yuiko turned into dislike, but I recall that one of the incidents had occurred one summer when Yuiko-san incessantly visited the manor to ask for him to escort her at every party she attended. Oniisama had rejected her advances and invites, but she persevered every seemed to take it as a signal to strive harder. This annoying habit caused Oniisama to rebuff her for several weeks until she had complained to her parents about Oniisama’s avoidant nature towards her. For some reason, Mother was also in a poor mood with Oniisama that week, so she had him comply with Yuiko-san’s wishes for the last weeks of the vacation. Henceforth, every time Oniisama came home, he looked more and more haggard and irritable. Even outsiders were asking about his health, to which he responded that he was merely under the weather. Yet, that didn’t deter Yuiko from dragging Oniisama out like a medal to flaunt in others’ faces. Truly, Yuiko was more concerned with herself than Oniisama, and I hate her for it. Recalling such memories made me frown, and I looked at the weary and dazed Oniisama again, wondering if he was in another of his moods. Those moods always managed to get him in trouble, as evidence by the Uryuus near-constant presence in the estate nowadays. At this point, I felt like we could build a second mansion on the grounds purely for the Uryuu use. Its been so long since they’ve had dinner at their own house, that I’d be surprised if they remember what the taste of their chef’s cooking was. Thus, I inwardly sighed. Oniisama, you’ll be punished again, you know... I turned my attention away from him as I absentmindedly commented on the book. When I opened it, I was surprised to see a pretty cute stationary letter written with elegant handwriting, and signed at the bottom was Reika-oneesama’s name. “Oniisama, look! Reika-oneesama wrote a letter for me!” I picked up the note to show him. I was definitely surprised. Who the heck writes letters anymore? Yet, the thought was nice. I guess I’ll keep this. Oniisama glanced over the letter with mild amusement, a slight smile on his face as he responded, “How kind of her.” Oniisama, you really aren’t in a good mood today, huh... Keeping my thoughts to myself, I skimmed the different sections if book as Oniisama seemed intent to sit and watch. When I saw his focus blur, I began wondering what’s going through his head, homework, the Uryuus, or Reika-oneesama? “Oniisama, since this is your favorite story, could you please read it to me?” I asked him as I leafed through the first chapter. The Japanese used was, although meant for children (upper children, definitely, I think as I glance at the vocabulary of the writer), was rather difficult for me. “Are you sure? It’d probably take us two days to finish it, and its not really a bedtime story.” He said as he looked at me more attentively. I glanced at the thick book and nodded. Besides, what better excuse to avoid Yuiko than to be spending time with your sickly, lonely, hospitalized younger brother? Anyone who argues that I wasn’t deserving of attention would definitely be eaten by Mother and Father... if you didn’t get to them first. Even if its Yuiko, she will lose. I smiled as I reaffirmed my choice, “Its fine. Plus, I distinctly remember that you had a date with Yuiko this evening. If you’re busy accompanying me, then even she would be unable to do anything about it.” Oniisama easily conceded then pulled his seat closer to my bed. After a moment of glancing through the pages, he says, “When we’re done, why don’t you write a thank you letter to Reika for the book she gave you?” “Ah, yeah, Oniisama, lets read now so I can start on the letter.” — We were halfway through one chapter of the book when a nurse came in, and told Oniisama that visiting hours were over. Oniisama glanced at the clock, a displeased frown tugging on his lips as he packed away his things and turned to the nurse. His melancholic expression still on his face as he thanked her for reminding him and for taking care of me. I silently wondered why he was going through such a lengthy farewell until I looked at the clock. Oh. If he left now, he’d still make it back in time for dinner. In the moment it took me to look at the clock, Oniisama had somehow managed to fluster the nurse as she accepted his compliments and signed something before handing it to him. She then meekly said goodnight and closed the door. I raised an eyebrow as Oniisama turned around, a delighted smile on his face as he flashed me the signed document the nurse gave him. An overnight visitor’s pass. “She’s quite a kind lady, isn’t she.” “You’re really bad, Oniisama.” — After two more days of being hospitalized, I returned to school. My classmates happily welcomed me back and caught me up on the lessons. I felt my smile strain when I hear how far behind I was on some of the lessons and made a mental note to ask Oniisama for help when I get home. Speaking of people welcoming me back, after I had taken a seat in the Petite, a highschool student came in and happily welcomed me back. “Yukino-kun! Welcome back!” I got up and trotted over to the target of my brother’s affections, “Reika-oneesan!” For some reason, she immediately stopped me and a worried look crossed her face. “Ahh! You should stay seated, Yukino-kun!” “Ehh~ I can at least stand, you know?” “No, no, you only just left the hospital. Come now, sit.” She ushered me back to the seats as she followed suit. “Okay.” I took a seat as she composed herself. Meanwhile, I could see Mao-chan glaring at me from across the room. Eh~ Jealous I have the attention of your precious Oneesama, Mao-chan~? Ignorant of the crackling air between Mao-chan and myself, Reika-oneesama said “You were unwell recently, so you must avoid pushing yourself.” “But I’m not pushing myself. I’m fine.” “But…” I cut her off and put on a bright smile, “I’m really fine. But thanks for worrying, Reika-oneesan.” I thanked her for the book, and she ended up asking about my hospital stay. “Was it rough living in the hospital?” “No, it was just like usual.” “Like usual… How many times have you been hospitalised?” “Ehh~ I don’t really remember… How many times has it been?” I had only meant it as a jest, but she immediately looked worried. Thus, I continued, “I’ve always gone to the hospital whenever I have a bad attack. But there are lots of kids my age there, so it’s fun, you know? And the doctor puts on a Santa costume during Christmas and we have a party.” “Eh!? You’ve been to hospital during Christmas as well!?” “Yes, just the once though.” That once was very fun though. Plus, there wasn’t a family banquet like last time. The look of guilt on Reika-oneesama’s face worsened. Ah, if you keep doing that you’re face will stay like that. “Don’t look like that, Reika-oneesan.” I soothed her as I smiled placatingly, “My family came to visit me and gave me lots of presents. And last year I was feeling better so I celebrated at home too.” “I see. Then you enjoyed yourself with all of your family last Christmas?” She asked, finally in better spirits. “Yes. Ah, but Niisama wasn’t there.” “My! And after you were finally at home to celebrate too!” A look of anger crossed her features and I wondered, blankly, if her poor opinion of my brother was making its appearance again. “Oniisama went with Masaya-niisama to the Sea of Japan.” I started, faintly insulted for Oniisama’s sake. I mean, no matter how bad Oniisama is, he cried (and that was the first time I’ve ever seen him cry!) and chased after Masaya-niisama, so its pretty serious. I think. “He brought back crabs as a souvenir, you know? I heard that because of the blizzard the sea was really dark and stormy.” “…” Ahh, she looks guilty now. Maybe she knew Masaya-niisama ran away from home too? Good. Understand Oniisama’s troubles! If you pity him enough, you might even go on a pity date with him! That’ll probably be the highlight of his year (as long as he doesn’t find out its a pity date). Then, the subject returned to my hospitalizations. “Still, I had no idea that you were so ill that you had to be repeatedly hospitalized… The treatment must be rough.” “It’s just inhalers and an IV, so it’s fine.” “So they give you an IV as well…” “Actually this time they couldn’t use the vein in my arm so they used the back of my hand instead. See?” I showed the still healing red mark on my hand to her as she blanched. “Eh-, the back of your hand!?” “It doesn’t hurt that much, you know? What really hurt was when they used the back of my foot. Just once was enough.” “Foot!?” Ah, does she have a fear of needles or something? Her face has gotten quite pale. Actually, she looks sick. I think I’ve accidentally traumatized her. “Yukino-kun! If there is anything I can do to help, let me know!” I inwardly laughed at her exclamation. “Thanks, Reika-oneesama!” After that, I went on to talk about all my favorite things. When I mentioned my desire for a pet but inability to because of my asthma, Reika-oneesama showed me pictures of a really cute and glossy dog. When I mentioned I liked cats too, she promised to get me pictures of a really cute cat next time. Uwaaaah~ I seems like I’ve gotten someone to become my connection to the world of cute fluffy pets. How sad that I can’t pet them. After Reika-oneesama left, Mao-chan came over to me and pouted, “You took all of Oneesama’s attention!” “Awww, I just came back though, Mao-chan. Can’t you let it pass?” She continued to frown before a smile lit up her face. Ah, what has gotten her so happy this time? “Well, I guess I can this time. Since Reika-oneesama is going to be accompanying me tomorrow and the next few days with Haruto-niisama!” My smile froze. “As in your uncle, Haruto-san, Mao-chan?” “Of course. Who else?” Oh... Haruto-san, I pray that my Oniisama is merciful to you.
Part 38 If there was one thing I lacked, it was an informant. Perhaps that was an oversimplification of the issue, considering that I had, in my own opinion, the largest and most diverse information network in the entirety of Suiran. I had friends in every grade, and in every social circle. I had informants who were willing to tell me what I wanted to know with a simple change of my expression or at the chance of currying favors. What truly irked me was that I didn’t have anyone to go to when I wanted information on Mao-chan’s Uncle and his relationship with Reika. Hell, I didn’t even know his name. Despite his niece being a member of the Petite Pivoine, the man himself was a mystery. All I had on him was that he was a decade older than Reika, loved food, and was constantly taking her out on dates. The age difference between him and Reika set off warning bells in my head, and it seems that it did so as well in Kisshouin Takateru's. He noted that Reika had been rather busy recently, but he had merely assumed it was with a boy her age... not someone who was even older than himself. I really wonder who had developed Reika's taste in older men...perhaps it was his bestfriend, Momozono Imari. I heard he frequently prepared romantic presents for Reika and routinely visited the Kisshouin estate when they were younger. It wasn’t much of a stretch to believe he had a role in developing Reika’s taste for older men. I wonder how he deals with him. So, when Yukino came home and gave me information on Mao-chan’s Uncle, an Ichinokura Haruto, I listened attentively. I also sent his name to one of my informants to dig up some more information. Yukino merely had a blank expression on his face as I thanked him for his help. “Oniisama, I don’t mean to pry, but, wouldn’t it be better to let Ichinokura-san mess up on his own?” “Hm? What do you mean?” I turned towards him as I raised an eyebrow. Let him be his own downfall? How? Reika was practically smitten with him and he took her out on dates often. At this rate, I wouldn’t be surprised if he ended up trying to court her properly when we graduated highschool. “Did you notice that Mao-chan and Reika-oneesama were getting fat?” Yukino continued, his face pleasantly innocent. “I think Ichinokura-san is making them eat a bit too much nowadays.” I tilted my head, understanding his ploy. “To use a girl’s greatest insecurity against him... Wouldn’t it be hard to convince them they were getting fatter though?” “Yuuri-kun asked me if I thought Mao-chan had gotten fat yesterday. I’m pretty sure a word from her fiancé would be enough to scare Mao-chan.” “I don’t think that’ll be enough,” I said calmly as I leaned on my desk. “They might blame themselves for getting fat. What we need is for them to feel betrayed by him.” I muttered the latter part as I heard my phone ring. Oh no, was it Yuiko again? I kept brainstorming ideas as I unlocked my phone and went to my messages. After the whole hospital ordeal, I unblocked Yuiko so that she wouldn’t complain I was avoiding her. I glanced through my message and grinned. Oh, this wasn’t from Yuiko. “Yukino, I found the perfect solution to our dilemma.” If Yukino noticed the delighted Schadenfreude in my tone, he didn’t comment. Instead, he pleasantly smiled as he said calmly, “I’ll instigate Yuuri-kun to ask about Mao-chan’s weight. I hope all will go well, Oniisama.” — Yukino kept me informed about Ichinokura-san’s activities through whatever Mao-chan had told him about their outings. Apparently, the outing last time was an international trip to Taiwan for lunch, and Reika enjoyed herself by buying all sorts of teas and snacks. While its good she’s having fun, isn’t she the least bit concerned that an older man went ahead and brought her to another country? I wonder what Ichinokura-san was thinking when he did it. Its raining today. The somber mood brought on by the rain caused the musician in Masaya’s soul to come out, and he went and reserved the grand piano in the Pivoine Salon for himself. It wasn’t an uncommon occurrence for Masaya to play songs on the piano, but he really only did so when he felt like it. No one else could get him to play songs he didn’t want to. So when the music played, the salon went silent to pay their respect to Masaya and enjoy the music. It was Chopin’s Raindrop, a pretty cheeky choice and one that lifted the mood of the people listening. At the end of the song, the Pivoines broke out into applause and several brave girls went to the piano and lauded Masaya in their praises, some even asking him to play the song again. It was while this was happening that I was glancing around the Pivoine, and saw Reika standing alone as she watched the bevy of girls surrounding Masaya. I went over and smiled at her as she noticed me. “Since you’re already listening, how about a request, Kisshouin-san?” I didn’t give her a chance to refuse as I placed my hand on her back and pushed her to the front of the girls, right in front of Masaya. I pulled my hands away and grinned down at my bestfriend, who stared at me with a bit of annoyance on his face. “Masaya, play a song that Kisshouin-san likes.” “Eh!?” Reika’s eyes went wide as she turned to look me in panic. I smiled and softly whispered, “As thanks for Yukino.” I realized I was a bit too close to Reika and pulled away slightly. The fervent gazes of the Pivoine were locked on her, and I merely smiled. “We’re always in your care, Kisshouin-san. So any song, just name it.” The pianist glared at me as he cut in with his two cents, “Oi, who’s supposed to be playing this exactly?” “Hm? Well you, Masaya,” I smiled. Masaya seemed to be in thought as he pondered whether to play or not. Come on, its not like you have any difficulties playing piano. One song wouldn’t kill you. “…What song?” “Eh!?” Reika is really easy to surprise, huh. Her eyes swam as she thought of a song, and finally said, “Then, Chopin’s Fantasie-Impromptu please.” “Got it.” Ignoring Reika’s shock, Masaya stretched his fingers as he readied himself to play. I grinned as I glanced at Reika, who seemed to be shocked at Masaya’s ability. Today was a nice day.
Yaaay ~ new chapters!!! Thanks for the updates!! A big devil and a little devil plotting together. Definitely runs in the family.
I can't believe even Yukino will throw stones at his beloved older brother whenever Reika is concerned lmao. Thankfully, the black hearted little bro readily defended Enjou-sama at the expense of me being painfully reminded of the angst from Kaburagi's suicidal episode. Welcome back! Now if only the author of Reika-sama also comes back. Last I checked syosetsu, they only posted a new years greeting on their blog.
I read this fic elsewhere on archiveofourown Did someone plagiarize it? Side note: Judging from timestamps it seems this is the original! In which case I'm glad to have found so I can follow the updates!!!
Part 39 Today, the scores for the exams were posted. I yawned quietly as I walked beside Masaya, who tried to keep a composed look on his face as we walked to the ranking board. "Stop being so nervous. You studied until three in the morning for the exams, I doubt that you of all people would fail." "I'm not nervous about failing!" He hissed as he rubbed his hands together, taking in a deep breath as he looked around. "I'd definitely make it into the top three, you and I both know that. It's just…" Ahhhh, he's worried about that, huh? "Yeah, it'd be embarrassing for you if you ranked lower than Takamichi-san, huh? Though I doubt Obasan would really care too much…" I think. "It's Kaburagi-sama and Enjou-sama!" When we reached the board, there was already a crowd of clamoring students surrounding it. Kaburagi Masaya Enjou Shuusuke Takamichi Wakaba I glanced at the top for a moment before my attention went to the bottom of the rankings, while Masaya stared at the top of the rankings seriously. I saw the tension leave his body as he let out a soft sigh of relief, his mouth twitching slightly as he stared. Oh, I found Reika's! Seems like she dropped a rank. Was she okay? I discreetly glanced at her and found her already watching us. Or more like, she was watching Masaya. "You're amazing, Enjou-sama!" I heard someone praise me. "Ah, thank you very much." I smiled as I was given praise. … Mhm, I really wonder what type of guy Reika likes. She's never been impressed with my grades, nor my athletics. Did I not suit her type or something? I think I'm pretty close in personality to her Oniisama, though. She did like Senju-senpai, though. Does she like the wild-type? As I pondered over this, I noticed Masaya suddenly go over and pat Takamichi-san on the shoulder, saying, "Ah, well, do your best next time." I paused for a moment, recognizing the jealous atmosphere and taking note of the smile-less Reika who merely watched the transaction, and the gazes of our schoolmates as they glanced between Takamichi and Reika. I could see the worried glances and the cold eyes of Reika's retinue as they stared at Takamichi-san, and I swear I could see more than one person grit their teeth in frustration. Aha… I feel like, despite today's results, Takamichi-san's going to receive an even worse backlash than when she took first place and celebrated, huh. I walked away with Masaya, already deciding that I wasn't going to involve myself in the girls' problems. Good luck to you, Takamichi-san. --- A few days later. Before I entered the salon, I noticed that there were a noticeable amount of servers preparing sweets and snacks on trays and dessert carts as they headed in as well. Masaya was distracted by the sweets, going into his dessert guru mode as he begun to list off all the desserts he planned to eat, and which ones he would just have his family chef recreate for him later. The strangely fancier-than-normal display made me wonder what they were doing, and my answer was immediately answered when I went in. There, on the other side of the room with Reika, were two kids from the Petite. Yukino's friends, that's Mao-chan, isn't she? So the one beside her should be Yuuri-kun then. I put a smile on my face as I noticed the younger girl with Reika flush as she looked at us. "Hello. Might you two be from the Petite?" "Yes!" The girl responded quickly as she looked at me. "Do you know my brother then? His name is Enjou Yukino." "Yes! I talk to him quite a lot in the salon!" At these words, the boy beside her watched us silently, and I noticed a glum expression quickly starting to settle in the more I talked to her. "I see." I smiled kindly, opting to not acknowledge her fiance's growing displeasure with our conversation. Masaya, however, seemed to be staring at them with a bemused expression on his face. I continued, "Thanks for getting along with him. You'll keep looking after him, won't you?" "Yes, I will!" "So what's he like in the Petite Pivoine?" "Ummm…" "Huh. Friends of Yukino, then?" Masaya asked. He didn't even give her time to respond when he lightly tapped her shoulder, saying, "If Yukino causes you any trouble, let me know." I suppressed the urge to roll my eyes at his words as I kept my smile on my face. Mao-chan's face had turned completely red, and I lightly entertained the idea of pampering her for a bit to see if all the blood would rush to her head and she'd faint. Meanwhile, her fiance seemed to be completely sullen. Encouraged by our antics, the beet-red Mao-chan began telling me everything about Yukino-kun's school life. Hm, it seems he's faking as much as I am, the little brat. Oh well, at least no one's bullying nor alienating him. I had been worried his constant sickness would put a distance between him and his classmates, but it seems those worries are unneeded. While I was engaged in conversation, Masaya took notice of the sullen Yuuri-kun and bluntly asked, "You're jealous?" Yuuri-kun flinched, surprised at the attention suddenly placed upon him by the famous Emperor. "Get your act together, man! Are you going to let Shuusuke," he gestures in my direction with a playful flourish, "take her from you!" He laughed as he reached over, and rubbed Yuuri-kun's head, messing up his hair. You brat, what do you mean by that? "That isn't it at all!" Yuuri-kun cried out as he valiantly struggled against Masaya's assault. "In that case tell me all about it. C'mon, let's hear your love troubles," he said before dragging the poor Yuuri-kun over to a sofa in the corner. You're not in the least bit qualified to discuss love with someone else! I internally shout at him as I continued to smile and chat with Mao-chan, who went on to talk about how Yukino was usually at the top of the classes despite his numerous absences. Well, I'm not surprised, I always double-checked his work before I let him go and play. I noticed Reika paying close attention to Masaya and Yuuri-kun's conversation, and her composed yet disappointed expression on her face before it turned relieved. "Enjou-sama?" Mao-chan called out to me. I quickly turned back to her, "Hm? What's wrong?" "Do you like Reika-oneesama?" I managed to not choke on my spit this time. Keeping myself as composed as possible, I let out an eloquent, "What?" Mao-chan quickly looked down and played with the hem of her blazer, shyly responding, "You seemed to be half-distracted during our conversation, and, just now, you were staring at Reika-oneesama… Also, Yukino-kun told me you like her." That traitor! I opened my mouth and begun to deny Yukino's words when she suddenly froze up. I paused, wondering if my face had contorted into a scowl or something to shock her, but instead she looked left and right feverishly, before running off. Her target was the slightly farther away couches that Masaya and Yuuri occupied. Seems that she finally noticed her fiance had been dragged away by Masaya. Knowing I wouldn't be able to drag her away and correct her thinking, I sighed. I got up and took a seat at another couch, ordering tea as Masaya went over to the piano and began to play, taking requests from the little couple to play music. I hung back and watched silently as Masaya had his little recital. Even Reika was listening, off to the side. I hummed along to the music softly as I let myself relax to the range of pieces Masaya played. At the end of Masaya's performance, several girls were practically begging Mao-chan to come back to the salon. Masaya seemed satisfied with himself and even extended the invite to Yuuri-kun, who seemed a bit reluctant to accept the invitation. In the end, Yuuri-kun accepted and Reika swiftly came over and collected the children, telling them it was time to go. Ah, I guess this time I get to be the one to tell Yukino something about Reika and Mao-chan. ------ "How come I didn't get to go?!" Yukino whined sulkily as he huddled under the covers of the bed. Correction, my bed. As soon as we got home and after we had changed out of our schoolwear, Yukino had gone to my room with a bundle of papers in his arms. I merely glanced through his work, checking his answers as I responded calmly, "Well, at least you got the prefectures down properly this time. Let's see, I think we should start on your Japanese class next…" "Oniisama!" "Sorry, sorry. You were saying, Yukino?" I feigned sincerity as Yukino huffed at me. "It's not like I was the one to invite them to the Pivoine. Don't be so angry." "You were ignoring me!" "Was not." I rolled my eyes at him. "Anyways, your lessons…" Yukino glared at me before a devilish smile appeared on his face. "Okay then. I was going to tell you about the Ichinokura situation, but I guess you don't want to know any more, Oniisama." "Eh? Something's happened already?" I asked, surprised at the quick development. Wasn't it merely a week or two ago that we thought of "dealing" with this guy? Wait. "Hey, hey, tell me what happened." "Oniisama wants to ignore me though, so I think not." "… I'll bring you to the Pivoine next time." "Just that?" "I'll keep Yuiko from visiting the estate for a week." "Deal!" Yukino shouted quickly. "You promised. You can't back out now. You definitely can't let her come within the estate grounds, even!" "Okay." I laughed inwardly. Poor Yukino doesn't even know Yuiko's busy with exams, so she isn't going to be visiting anytime soon. "So, what happened with Ichinokura-san?" Even though I asked this, I had a feeling I already knew what happened. "Ah, remember that he had a girlfriend? It seems he self-destructed worse than we expected. Mao-chan is even refusing to call him 'Haruto-niisama' anymore, and is now calling him 'Ojisan'." Well, that’s to be expected. His girlfriend is a really slender model, while Reika and Mao-chan were putting on weight. It must've felt like mockery, huh. "I see. So they're no longer close? I almost feel pity for him." "No, you don't." Yukino quipped happily. "Hm, you're right. Anyways, let's get back to your lessons. See, here you're supposed to…"
I'm jumping! @Red Bean Wonderful as always!! Though I feel like Reika-sama didn't get enough screen time... (this is me begging you to give Reika-sama more screen time ) Okay, jokes aside, thank you!!
I am so thankful! I was just having Kenkyo Kenjitsu withdrawals this week and was seriously considering to reread everything from the start. Ahhh, now I feel alive. I LOVE THIS!
Thank you sooo much I thought you'd dropped this, and refrained from visiting for a while now. Your work is very much appreciated
@Red Bean Thank you so much for writing all this! I can't believe I just found this now. I'm so glad I reread the novel again and found this <3 Please please please don't drop this! No matter how long it takee, I'll be willing to wait! I didn't know I need this until I found it lol I love the way you portray Enjou-sama, it really is like canon or what I expected it to be like when the novel finally come out with Enjou's pov. I always remember that one sentence that mentions someone has always been keeping an eye on Reika-sama! It does seem highly likely that the person might be Enjou-sama! So founding this is like dreamm come trueee. Please update soon! I can't wait for more since I got through all the spoiler until chapter 299 now. I'm really curious to see how you will play out a lot of events up to that point! Thank you so much again for writing this XD