Chapter 564: The One Who Really Took Himekoji’s First Time

Chapter 564: The One Who Really Took Himekoji’s First Time

Airport.

Himekoji hugged Yukinoshita tightly and said, “I missed you.”

“I haven’t left yet.” Yukinoshita chuckled softly, reminding Himekoji not to overdo the acting.

“Yes, I already started missing you before you even left. Even when holding you, I still miss you.” Himekoji just said his true feelings plainly.

“Oh, so you’re saying once I leave, you won’t miss me anymore.”

“I’ll probably miss you more.”

“Probably?” That word wasn’t convincing enough. Yukinoshita in his arms wasn’t satisfied with it.

“I’ll definitely miss you more!” Himekoji instantly put on a serious face, raising one hand like making a vow as he reworded it.

Yukinoshita nodded, looking quite smug. “Seems like I’ve taught you well over this past month.”

Right after saying that, Yukinoshita sneakily glanced around, then suddenly stood on tiptoes and planted a quick, super-cute kiss on the side of Himekoji’s face.

Himekoji got pumped right away!

“Woof! Woof!” He even barked like a dog to show off his Master Yukinoshita’s training success.

What he regretted now was—

He wished he had a tail. If he did, he would definitely wag it happily for Yukinoshita to see.

Of course, teaching was always a mutual and private thing. The reason Himekoji gave Yukinoshita so much respect was definitely because she gave him plenty of sweetness in return.

They taught each other, happy with each other. Truly, too many fun, private things happened during that more-than-month living together.

They couldn’t hold each other forever; time pushed them to say their final goodbye.

The usually sharp Yukinoshita uncommonly showed wavering and reluctance now.

She kept clinging to Himekoji as they walked, asking:

“Tell me, when do you miss me the most?”

Himekoji’s answer was simple yet the best: “I miss you most when I start thinking—‘I can’t keep missing you like this’.”

“Do you like missing me?”

“Totally.”

“Why?”

“Because when I miss you, I don’t need to think about anything else.”

“Pfft-haha~~” Yukinoshita laughed joyfully, hugged Himekoji, and kissed him.

This kiss lasted a long, long time, really testing their lung power.

When they broke apart, both were flushed red.

Subtle glances came from people all around them.

“Everyone’s looking,” Himekoji teased Yukinoshita happily, grinning.

Yukinoshita clearly felt shy, her cheeks rosy. But she refused to lose face. She swept her long hair behind her shoulder, speaking calmly yet with full Queen-like presence: “Then let them look!”

“Okay!”

Holding back became impossible for Himekoji after that. He grabbed Yukinoshita’s hand, pulled her into another hug, took a deep breath, and leaned down to kiss her again.

“Hey hey hey! Didn’t we just finish? And everyone’s still watching!”

“Then they can keep on watching!” Himekoji declared stubbornly. “Right now, I only want to kiss you. I don’t care about anything else.”

Their dramatic farewell kiss was impossible not to notice. Most passersby looked on with admiration and envy.

Much later, their lips finally separated—right at the boarding time.

“I’m leaving now.”

“Mhm. Take my heart with you.”

“Cut the nonsense!” Yukinoshita kicked Himekoji lightly, annoyed yet amused, reluctant to part. “I’m really leaving.”

“…Mhm.”

…

Yukinoshita was gone.

Even though Himekoji had spent over a month getting ready for this moment, when it actually happened, it still felt sudden.

They’d only just signed their marriage papers, hadn’t even gone on a honeymoon, yet they had to separate.

Thankfully, with today’s transport, seeing each other would only take a few hours. That thought offered Himekoji some comfort.

Before leaving, Yukinoshita handed Himekoji an envelope, telling him not to open it until she was gone.

Wondering what was inside, Himekoji opened it feeling curious and doubtful.

Was it Yukinoshita’s artistic photos?

Something for him to comfort himself on lonely nights when they were apart.

Thinking that, he couldn’t help feeling a little hopeful.

But no…

Of course it couldn’t be. Himekoji smiled wryly at himself, pulling out several things:

A piece of paper, one of his own bank cards, a leftover copy of the marriage registration form from their wedding day, and… a ring.

Seeing the ring made his heart skip several beats. What trick was Yukinoshita pulling? Was this a return engagement ring?

But inspecting the ring closely, he sighed in relief—this wasn’t the ring he’d used to propose to Yukinoshita.

Only then did he look at the other items.

The paper had writing on it—Yukinoshita’s distinctively beautiful handwriting.

The contents shocked him—

“A month ago, I suspected I was pregnant and went to the hospital. There, I met someone: Kasumigaoka Utaha.

She’s pregnant too.

It’s yours, right?

Don’t blame me for telling you only now. It’s your own fault, for hiding so much from me!

But given your good behavior this past month, I decided to put you on probation!

I bought the ring using your money and name, so it’s charged to your card. You might still be able to return it.

But the baby can’t be returned. That little life—no one has the right to send it away.

Give the ring to her.

Himekoji’s child shouldn’t be left wandering out there, after all.

If you feel sorry for me, make it up to me double from now on, Pervert-kun.”

That was the entire letter.

Signed—

Himekoji Yukino.

The instant he finished reading, Himekoji clenched the letter and looked up at the sky. The plane was long gone.

He raced after it, legs pumping across the tarmac, but the plane soared farther away, leaving him on the ground below. He couldn’t ride clouds, he couldn’t fly.

He tried sprinting faster, but the plane moved away even quicker. Finally, his legs gave out. Stopping doubled over, knees braced, he was drenched in sweat.

“Haah…”

His thighs shook. Unsteady on his feet, utterly exhausted yet strangely exhilarated, he simply fell backward, landing flat on the ground.

He got to do the J-drama sprint run after all.

Sure, it looked foolish, but it honestly felt amazing.

This was what falling for someone utterly perfect felt like, right?

Yukinoshita deserved every bit of it. And so did Kasumigaoka, too.

His phone was clutched tight in his hand, but he couldn’t gather the nerve to dial that number.

If anyone he really owed anything to… If anyone he couldn’t face without shame… it was definitely Kasumigaoka Utaha.

So they REALLY did it at the Onsen that day?

Senpai tricked him again. He should have figured.

He was so dumb. So stupid. Hiding his head in the sand like a fool.

Thankfully, maybe it wasn’t too late yet!

New strength surged into his worn-out body.

Himekoji flipped over and stood, breaking into another desperate run.

This time, he didn’t need to stop.

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