Chapter 509, Zero and Yamamoto Yurina
Zero would do whatever Zhuo wanted to do - Zero, who was a little scary in this regard, said, "Then I'll try it," and planned to put the milk tea on his chest.

Then, Zhuo grabbed her wrist.

"I think it would be hard to deal with the clothes if they get wet. Let's go back to the store first."

"Indeed it is."

Seeing Ling nod in agreement, Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief. He turned his gaze to the men who were glancing at him from time to time, and they quickly looked away.

(You really can’t be careless.)
Perhaps these people noticed that there was a petite, cute but well-built girl next to them who seemed to be trying the recently popular bubble milk tea challenge, so they kept looking over here, but Zhuo was obviously not happy to see others looking at him.

It's not fun for Zhuo to have his own girl being used by others to have dirty thoughts.

However, Zhuo couldn't show this feeling, so he stroked Ling's head with his usual expression.

Hearing the people around him whispering about how Ling rubbed his head against the hand like a kitten in response to the touch, Zhuo felt a little regretful, but thinking that this gesture was unique to him, he smiled quietly.

……

"Is that the way it is?"

After arriving at "Home Mio", Rei did not change into work clothes immediately, but asked in a dress with her chest slightly raised. She did this not because she was proud, but because she was really trying to put things in.

The bulge in Zero's chest was outlined with more obvious ups and downs, and she was looking for a clever place to put the cup of bubble milk tea she bought before going home.

"That...I said..."

Zhuo looked at Ling who had been unable to take action for a long time, and his eyes could not help but wander left and right.

Although it was Zhuo himself who suggested wanting to see it, when he actually saw it, he found that it might be a bit difficult for Ling.

Please don't take it so seriously, this is just hype and entertainment - Zhuo thought so, and then an indescribable sense of shame surged in his heart.

Zhuo is confident about Ling's figure. It's better to say that she has always maintained a good figure. Even if it's hard to see, Zhuo knows that it's just because Ling stubbornly chooses sports bras. To be honest, the size of Ling's chest is a very reasonable fit compared to her petite body.

However, none of this seems to be related to what happened today.

Zero probably never considered whether he could succeed in the challenge.

Seeing his serious look as if he had encountered a difficult physics problem, Zhuo didn't know how to persuade Ling. He thought of reaching out and touching her head to comfort her.

Ran Ling calmly let go of his hand, but the milk tea cup fell downwards with a splash, and the sound of water falling from a high place and hitting something was heard.

“…Failed.”

"Failed……"

Zero looked at his chest and blankly stated what had happened.

Sure enough, the effect of gravity caused the cup to fall almost straight down, with almost no hindrance in the process.

After being stunned for a few seconds, she still looked at the water stains at her feet and spoke.

"…Is there anything attractive about this for men?"

"Well, since you ask me that, I... can consider it as a proof of size."

"Hmm... I have some guesses. But Zhuo is more concerned about the big one."

"puff--"

Although Zhuo had thought that Ling would definitely bring up this topic again, she actually gave her judgment so directly, making Zhuo very confused about how to answer.

It has nothing to do with size. Zhuo thinks that as long as it is zero, he won’t care about the size - haha, this sounds really arrogant.

However, what is more important than size is the touch and the feedback from the parties involved. Zhuo is not dissatisfied with Ling's current situation.

However, men are still creatures who yearn for soft feelings, and there is no way to deny that.

"...I think as long as it's zero, size doesn't matter at all."

"You're avoiding the question." Lingyong replied in a cold voice without any tone.

"Uh……"

……

Early one morning.

Ling woke up earlier than usual. She opened her deep blue eyes half-awake and confirmed her current location.

This is something she needs to do every day. Although the general location is definitely on the double bed in the bedroom, whether it is against the wall or outside, whether there are pillows, etc. These are all things she needs to confirm before finding the alarm clock.

There was a moist and hot breath that evenly fell on the earlobe behind her ear. Directly in front of her line of sight, she could see the alarm clock placed on the off-white bedside table - she was currently in an outer position, being wrapped by Zhuo from behind.

It is not superfluous, but necessary.

Although this was a little hard to imagine for her who was extremely vigilant, it was the fact. Ling had no way to refute it and could only adapt to it - Zhuo's sleeping posture was not very good.

Although every night before going to bed, they always sleep in the inner and outer positions, although they are tilted because they are leaning against each other, they generally sleep in a flat position hugging each other. However, when they wake up, their sleeping positions will become all kinds of strange.

Sometimes they would embrace each other; sometimes Ling would feel like he was being held in Zhuo's belly like a pillow; sometimes he would wrap himself in his arms and legs from behind like now, with his hands and feet around him - what puzzled Ling was that more than once after waking up, he found that he was still in Zhuo's arms, but the position had been moved from the edge of the bed to the inside of the bed, so when he opened his eyes he could see the white painted wall very close.

This is something that Ling could not imagine. It was not a derogatory statement, but a literal and objective meaning - Ling could fully imagine that Zhuo seemed to have turned over in her sleep while holding a rag doll, and she was the rag doll in the arms.

This movement was relatively obvious, but it didn't wake her up from her sleep - Zero didn't know whether to blame himself for being careless or to be thankful for his body's trust in him.

Waiting for Zhuo to wake up as usual, getting up and cooking as usual, riding to "Home Mio" as usual... Although it is the same as usual, Ling does not hate this kind of life. To be more precise, she is very satisfied with it and does not expect any changes in this life. Of course, Zhuo recently mentioned to her "whether to consider buying a car for easy travel", which is not on Ling's list of "changes that I don't expect to happen".

When it comes to buying a car, Ling naturally has no objection, or rather, she has the same idea.

It takes more time to ride a bicycle to the store every day. Although Ling does not think that this time can be regarded as a meaningless waste, and even enjoys the quiet coexistence during this time, considering the coldness of the winter morning and the sultry heat after sunset in summer, under such circumstances, Zhuo still has to ride for more than ten minutes. She also feels from the bottom of her heart that she should buy a car.

Although they didn't say it explicitly, Ling naturally knew the reason why they gave up the safer and more convenient tram. Zhuo made this decision because he didn't want to come into contact with others, nor did he want to come into contact with the environment and seats that others touched.

In addition to these, if they can have a car that is convenient for travel, not only will it be more convenient for them to purchase materials, but they can also choose some quiet days to travel to other cities.

If you think this way, buying a car is indeed necessary.

After deducting the rent, renovation, equipment purchase, tax payment, and working capital for purchasing materials of shops in popular areas, there is still about 7 US dollars in savings, which is about 900 million yen in Japanese yen. Considering the necessary savings for emergencies, you can choose a vehicle in the range of 800 million yen or less.

Because most of the time may be spent on daily commuting, even if you need to travel long distances occasionally, you probably won't leave the country, so the range of vehicle choices can be further narrowed.

Although there are only two of them now, Ling is also working hard to add new members, so she hopes to buy a six-seater private car or even a multi-seater SUV that may never be fully occupied.

It may sound premature, but Ling thinks it is necessary, and Zhuo is also working hard... Although the frequency of the two doing that kind of thing is limited, it is not that Ling is dissatisfied with it, but she thinks Zhuo is too interested in that kind of thing. Maybe it is because of his attachment to his wife, which should make her as a woman feel relieved and proud, but he is only nineteen years old, so this is not okay.

Having said that, Zero is actually aware of the three-day limit in a week, and on one of those days he would try to stay up all night, so it could be considered indulgence.

But thinking of Zhuo's frightened and dazed look that day, she really couldn't blame him any more.

Looking ahead like this, there are things to do today.

Since the shampoo she usually uses at home is running out, she must go buy new ones today just in case. With this in mind, Ling briefly talked to Zhuo during the afternoon break, changed into casual clothes, and left "Home Mio".

Akihabara has a lot of business, so the journey wasn't too far. On the way, she also stopped by a beauty salon she often visited to have her hair trimmed and her bangs maintained before finally setting off on her way home.

By the way, these things that were never on Zero's mind list before have now quietly entered her world. Or, it is precisely because of Zhuo's preference for her hair, whether in words or actual behavior, that Zero has to pay attention to the maintenance of her own hair.

She stopped by the café to take a break when she spotted a familiar face in a corner of the seating area.

Perhaps because it was a holiday, the restaurant was packed with customers and there were few empty seats left. While looking for an empty seat, Ling saw an acquaintance, but she was hesitant to talk to him.

If the other person was Potato Chips or Mai, Zero would have done it openly whether he walked up to them or walked away without noticing them - but even though that person was someone Zero knew, he was not someone she had a direct relationship with.

(I can hardly say that I know her well.)
Zero hadn't yet completely mastered the distance between himself and her - that is, Yamamoto Yurina, but he saw her in a cafe like this.

In fact, to Zero, Yamamoto Yurina is a friend of Shuo and Kiritani Jin, and they are not even classmates.

Of course, if they had met at school, Ling would have nodded along with Zhuo as a greeting, but if you asked her whether Yamamoto Yurina was someone she knew, it would be difficult for her to just nod.

There is still a little distance between her and Mai and Potato Chips, not to mention that Yamamoto Yurina is still Zhuo's friend.

In Zero's opinion, Yamamoto Yurina and Kiritani Jin are both friends of friends. Although she is aware of the relationship between Kiritani Jin, Yamamoto Yurina and Zhuo, she cannot assert that she is close to them.

When they unilaterally spotted each other when they were alone, was it necessary to talk to them? Zero felt that their relationship was not that good.

Ling thought for a moment, then stopped for a while, holding the snacks he was going to take out for Zhuo in both hands.

But people kept passing by, and considering that someone might deliberately bump into her, she hesitated for a moment and walked towards Yamamoto Yurina's seat. She was sitting in the double seat and reading quietly.

"Hello, Yamamoto-san."

"Huh? Ah, it's Romanov-san, hello."

Zero spoke to Yamamoto Yurina calmly, but she seemed startled by her name being called suddenly, and she looked up in panic.

Since today was a holiday, Yamamoto Yurina was wearing warm casual clothes, but in Zero's opinion, she was still a very pretty girl. When she raised her head, the men around her became a little agitated.

Yamamoto Yurina just changed her surprised expression back to a gentle smile, and the people around her became so agitated. I guess this also shows that the other person is a more attractive woman than herself.

"Are you here to buy something today?"

"Well, I wanted to buy some snacks and saw you here."

When Yamamoto Yurina saw the shopping bag hanging on Zero's wrist, she nodded as if she understood.

"I see. Thank you for your hard work. Would you like to sit across from me? It looks like there are no other empty seats nearby."

"Thank you."

Zero also felt the need to sit down, so he accepted and sat in the seat opposite him.

Considering the complicated but indirect relationship between herself and Yamamoto Yurina, it might be surprising for them to sit together on such an occasion, but after all, she was not the type to care about those things.

Zero put the shopping bag on the table and sat down straight, while Yamamoto Yurina smiled and pulled the open loose-leaf notebook on the table to her side. Judging from the reference books and pencil case on the table, she seemed to be studying alone in the cafe.

but……

but……

...This is Akihabara, half a city away from the University of Tokyo. If you want to study, you should take several trains to come here, even if you have to give up the library on campus and the nearby bookstores.

Just like the previous address, she knew it was 'Romanov-san', not 'Utsunomiya Rei' as she had already known.

The surroundings suddenly felt a little quiet, and some young men were looking over here and whispering.

The flow of people outside the glass was gradually increasing, and Ling felt that Zhuo, who was watching the store alone, might have started to get busy again.

Zero looked out the window quietly, there seemed to be nothing in his eyes, as if he was in a state of stillness, like a doll that suddenly became quiet.

(End of this chapter)