Chapter 100 Her mother wants it too?

"Please date me!"

Shimizu Reina mustered up her courage and said this with all her might, her voice trembling slightly.

Qing Shuijian was shocked for a moment and even wondered if he had heard it wrong.

Shimizu Reina, who was usually so shy that she hardly dared to look anyone in the eye, actually confessed to a boy so directly! ?
Moreover, if Shimizu Mi remembers correctly, during the competition, Shimizu Reina once swore that it was definitely not an exaggeration...

However, having said that, Shimizu Reina is undoubtedly a heart-warming girl. Not only is she sweet and lovely, blooming like cherry blossoms in spring, she also stood out among the freshmen and was elected as the school belle.

All the boys in the school must have fantasized about dating such a well-behaved, cute, and beautiful girl.

It would be rude to say that being with her was an over the top thing to do.

However, although Shimizu Miya admitted that Shimizu Reina was excellent and cute, he still felt that he should remain calm at this moment.

This sudden confession seemed a little unreasonable and came too suddenly.

Shimizu Mi remembers that day in the multimedia classroom. Although she didn't say it directly, he believes that Shimizu Reina has noticed the unusual relationship between him and Sakurai Haruka.

If that's the case, why does she insist on confessing?

Could it be that...she doesn't mind being the third one! ?

No, no, this is not good.

Qing Shuijian couldn't just watch such a pure girl go astray.

Not to mention that the first rule of school rules is to prohibit students from dating.

What's more, he is always surrounded by two yanderes, Amamiya Iori and Sakurai Haruka. No matter which girl he dates, with their keen observation skills, once they find out, they will definitely take some action, and the consequences will be absolutely unimaginable.

This thought made Qingshuijian feel uncomfortable, and he quickly shook his head to dispel the thought from his mind.

No matter what, he couldn't let Shimizu Reina fall into that situation.

"Sorry……"

Although he felt extremely sorry for Shimizu Reina, Shimizu Mi still gave a direct rejection. However——

"Huh?!"

For some reason, Shimizu Rena seemed confused by Shimizu Ken's answer and looked like she couldn't understand the situation.

Thinking that she might not have heard clearly, Qing Shuijian replied again:

"I'm sorry, but I really can't date you."

“Dating?! Eh——!!!”

Shimizu Reina's voice broke instantly, attracting the attention of the surrounding student council members. They seemed to be busy preparing for the after-night festival to be celebrated after the sports meet, but at this moment they all cast curious glances at her.

Shimizu Reina seemed to realize her own gaffe, and she quickly waved her hands and explained:

"No, no, that's not it, Senior, you misunderstood..."

A blush appeared on Shimizu Reina's face, and her voice was a little shy and nervous.

"……Misunderstand?"

"Yeah, I mean I want Senior to stay with me for a while."

Shimizu Reina nodded and said so. It was just a simple sentence, but it caused a huge uproar in Shimizu Ken's mind.

"Wait, you just said let me stay with you for a while?"

"Um..."

Reina Shimizu nodded slightly, poking her two fingers at each other, looking a little uneasy.

At the same time, Shimizu Mi's brain had begun to work rapidly, trying to understand what Shimizu Reina said.

Then he suddenly realized that he might have made a huge misunderstanding.

"So what you just said was not 'date with me', but 'stay with me for a while'?"

"Um……"

Shimizu Reina nodded again.

In Japanese, the word "付き合う" has multiple meanings. It can mean "interact" or "invite someone to accompany you."

Although "date me" and "stay with me for a while" have the same pronunciation, anyone would understand that the former means a confession from Reina Shimizu, as she mustered up her courage and tried her best just now.

However, Qingshuijian was a little confused. If it was just a simple invitation to others to act together like the latter, was it really necessary to be so serious?
With such doubts, Qing Shuijian continued to ask:
"Is this what you want me to do?"

"Yes."

Shimizu Reina replied affirmatively.

If that were all, it wouldn't be an unreasonable request.

"So, what do you want me to do with you?"

"Actually, to be precise, it's not about accompanying me."

"Not accompanying you?"

Qing Shui saw that he was a little confused and asked.

Reina Shimizu did not answer immediately, but lowered her head. She seemed to be struggling with how to express her thoughts.

After a while, Shimizu Reina slowly raised her head and continued:
"It's my mother, she said she wanted to meet you..."

"Your mother wants to see me?"

Shimizu was slightly stunned. He did not remember having any contact with Shimizu Reina's mother, and had never even met her. This sudden request made him feel a little confused, and he could not figure out why he had aroused the other party's interest.

"Um... before that, can you answer a question for me first?"

Reina Shimizu lowered her long eyelashes and exhaled tremblingly, her slender shoulders swaying, and her long peach-colored hair like a waterfall gently caressed her cheeks.

Looking at her like this, Qingshui nodded.

Shimizu Reina bit her lower lip, seeming to find it difficult to speak, but still mustered up the courage to say:

"Senior, if you had a younger sister... would you be happy?"

After saying this, Shimizu Reina gently pushed her hair aside.

A snow-white and delicate face was revealed, with an expression full of tension and expectation.

Although Reina Shimizu's question was a bit sudden, Shimizu Mi had actually thought about questions like "What if I had a younger sister or an older sister?"

Since he is an only child, if he really has a younger sister, he should love her to the fullest. But in reality, it seems that there are many cases where the relationship between siblings deteriorates...

But Shimizu Miki never had a younger sister in real life, so it is difficult to give a clear answer to this question.

After thinking for a while, Qing Shuijian answered honestly:
"Well... although I don't have any specific experience, I don't know what it would be like to have a younger sister." Shimizu continued slowly, "But if I really had one, I think it would feel pretty good."

"Really?!"

When Rena Shimizu heard this answer, she seemed to have received some important confirmation. She suddenly raised her head with a look of surprise in her eyes. This action really surprised Shimizu Ken.

"……Um."

Looking at Shimizu Reina's excited expression, Shimizu nodded with some confusion.

"Thank you, brother. Oh no, it's senior."

Shimizu Reina said a little excitedly. She seemed to realize that she had called the wrong name and quickly corrected it.

Before Shimizumi could figure out what she was thanking him for, Shimizu Reina had already grasped his right hand tightly with her soft little hands, her clear eyes full of expectation and pleading:
"Please come with me to see my mother, please!"

…At night, the moonlight disappears in the clouds, leaving only the sound of passing vehicles.

A large black luxury car was driving quietly on the side of the road, and its body was particularly eye-catching under the flashing neon lights.

There was a black anti-peep film on the car window, and the rain slid down the film and gently tapped on the smooth car door.

The rain began to fall slowly from the evening, neither getting stronger nor stopping. It just fell silently, adding a touch of coolness to Tokyo in this season.

However, the atmosphere in the car was colder than the rain.

The damp and cold atmosphere coming from the back seat of the car made people wonder if wind and rain had blown into the car.

"Miss, Miss Yao... still has no intention of coming back?"

A woman in a smart black suit sitting in the front driver's seat asked softly, her eyes fixed on the road ahead, her hands firmly on the steering wheel.

Although it is a damp and cold spring day, the woman in the back seat of the car makes people feel as comfortable as the warm sun.

Sakurai Shio stretched comfortably in the limited space, took out a bottle of wine and a goblet from the car's refrigerator in the back seat, and then poured herself a glass of champagne.

"Let her be willful for a few more days. After all, she is still my sister."

Sakurai Shio responded casually, turned the cup, and looked out the window through the light golden liquid through the glass.

"Miss, you seem to be in a good mood today. Did you meet the person you always wanted to meet?"

The woman in the driver's seat asked softly.

"Yeah, long time no see."

Sakurai Shio answered simply with a faint smile on her face. She gently swirled the champagne in the glass, enjoying the aroma of the wine lingering around her nose, then tilted her head back and drank it all in one gulp. The series of movements were very precise.

"It seems that only Master Qingshui can make you so happy."

The woman in the driver's seat seemed to have noticed something from Sakurai Shio's expression.

Sakurai Shio didn't answer and put the bottle back into the refrigerator.

Then, she unlocked her phone and focused her eyes on the contact with the note "see you" on the screen. After clicking a few times, her face suddenly froze.

"Miss, has it been deleted?"

The other party seemed to notice the frozen expression of Sakurai Shio behind him through the rearview mirror.

“…Sumi, that’s why I hate your sensitive side.”

Sakurai Shio sighed, with a hint of helplessness in her tone.

"But that's why you let me be your agent, right?"

The woman called Sumire asked back.

“It’s really annoying.”

Sakurai Shio finished her words in a low voice that probably only she could hear, and looked out the window absentmindedly.

The car was stopped by a red light and stopped where it was. In the reflection of the light, Sakurai Shio saw her own face clearly reflected in the car window.

"Eight years and two months."

Sakurai Shio's mumbling seemed to reach Sumire's ears while she was driving.

"You remember it very well."

"Do you remember clearly... No, I should say he can't forget it. Although he doesn't seem to remember it, he actually dared to say that to me at that time. He was obviously younger than me, but he looked like he was teaching me a lesson."

Sakurai Shio shook her head slightly, a look of loneliness appeared on her face. The past seemed to reappear in front of her eyes, and she couldn't let it go.

"Come to think of it, although I have never seen that Master Qingshui, I have heard that he is very good at kendo. It seems that he was about to enter the national competition when he was in junior high school. However, I heard that he was injured in an accident and I have never seen him on the field again..."

Sakurai Shio interrupted her, her voice sounding particularly firm in the quiet night: "He will come back."

There was a brief silence in the car. After the green light came on, the car continued to move forward in the rain, gradually blending into the darkness of the night.
……

At the same time in the evening, in a newly renovated dessert shop in the Beech Shopping Center.

There are many fashionable shops in this area, and many female students or office ladies will stop by here to sit on their way home from school or get off work.

The decoration inside the store is also very beautiful, in Nordic style. Many girls like the feeling of the original wood, but from the boys' point of view, such a store is usually not their choice to go to alone.

In a quiet corner of the store, Shimizu Mi was sitting in a four-person seat, opposite Shimizu Reina and another strange woman.

"You are Shimizumi, right? Thank you for saving my daughter that time."

The woman who met him for the first time immediately thanked Shimizumi.

It seems that she should be Rena Shimizu's mother, which can be seen from her still childish face.

Although it is not very clear, people seem to call this kind of face a baby face.

"Hello, nice to meet you. I'm Qingshui Ningzi."

Her voice was elegant and clear, and although the volume was not loud, it was still very clear to Qingshuijian's ears.

"Hello, I'm Shimizumi."

Shimizu...To be honest, it really feels awkward to have the same last name.

However, Qingshui Ningzi should be the surname she changed after she married her husband.

"I'm so sorry to have made you go all this way... I really wanted to see you, so I asked Reina to ask you for help."

Ningzi Shimizu had an apologetic smile on her face and her behavior revealed an elegant politeness.

Sure enough, because Rena Shimizu received a good education at home, her words and actions reveal a kind of well-behaved and sensible.

Then, Qingshui Ningzi gently pushed the menu to Qingshui Jian with a gentle smile on her face:
"Why don't you order something you like first? Do you want cake or something else?"

"No, we'll have dinner when we get back..."

Before Shimizu Ken finished his words, he saw a slightly disappointed expression on the face of Shimizu Reina opposite him.

Qing Shui saw something in his mind, so he changed his words and said, "Uh... well, then I'll order this, bacon and egg bagel..."

"Is this enough?"

Qing Shui Ningzi took the menu and asked.

"Ah."

"Excuse me, can I order food?"

Shimizu Neiko turned to the waitress in the store and placed her order: "Please give him an egg bagel, and I'll... have a cream crepe. How about you, Reina?"

Shimizu Reina shook her head slightly and declined: "No, I don't need it."

"Is that so? All right then. Then we'll place the order accordingly."

While waiting for the meal to come, Qingshui Ningzi seemed to not know what to say, and seemed to be carefully considering her words. She opened her mouth carefully and then closed it.

The movement is so small that it is difficult to tell whether it is inhalation or exhalation.

However, that hesitation only lasted for a moment.

Qingshui Ningzi smiled again and spoke slowly:
"I'll just say it straight. My old surname is Takeuchi... I was originally going to marry your father."

"..."

Shimizumi's brain stopped functioning and his vision turned pure white as if it had been erased by an eraser.

(End of this chapter)