Anime Crossover: About How I Spoiled an Angel

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Chapter 389 Scarf and You

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It's the weekend again in the blink of an eye.

The living room of a typical apartment in Tokyo.

The gleaming floor reflected the blue light of the television, and warm, comforting music flowed, subtly masking Yuihama Kana's soft sobs.

"Waaah...waaah, I'm so touched." Qiannai pulled out a tissue, blew her nose hard, and her eyes were red.

"Mom, it's not that exaggerated. How old are you? Why are you still so innocent?"

Yui sat opposite her mother, blinked in confusion, and complained.

She got so caught up in watching TV that she thought her mother had the potential to be an actress.

She might become a big star, then she can finally retire completely.

"Hey, Yui, you're still young. You've never even been in a relationship, so you wouldn't understand."

Yuihama Kana rubbed her eyes, glanced at her daughter casually, then put on a "you can't talk about ice with a summer insect" expression, and shook her head with a sigh.

"Oh, Mom, what kind of look is that! How can you talk to your own daughter like that?"

Yui jumped up from the sofa like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, pointing at her mother with her face puffed up in anger.

I've never eaten your rice before I was in a relationship!

Hmm... it seems I actually ate it.

Yui's confidence waned even further in an instant.

Pshaw, that's my home too!

"You wouldn't understand even if I told you. You'll understand when you reach my age."

Yuihama Kana waved her hand in an old-fashioned manner.

But the other person clearly has a delicate baby face, and if they were dressed in a youthful and beautiful JK uniform, it would be hard to tell who the elder is.

Then, as if she had just thought of something, she cupped her cheeks in her hands, tilted her head back, and smiled like a flower.

"But you should know, because your dad always says I'm eighteen!"

Ugh, how disgusting!

Yui couldn't help but roll her eyes at her mother.

She's hopelessly in love, beyond saving.

Seeing her mother engrossed in her own world, Yui stopped arguing with her, plopped back down on the sofa, and turned her attention to the television.

The video playing on the screen is a short video similar to a tourism promotional video, not a movie or TV series.

This was something Mahiru shared with her today, and she was asked to make sure she read it carefully.

Television is on in the evening.

The background features towering, dense bamboo groves that stretch into a long, continuous mountain range, with countless warm-colored lanterns carefully arranged in a heart shape.

Inside the heart-shaped halo, a strikingly beautiful young man and woman embrace, shed tears, and confess their love.

The moonlight was bright, the young man and woman smiled, and the evening breeze took on color at a certain moment.

Indeed...it's a very, very beautiful sight.

The girl in front of the screen murmured silently to herself, her eyes slightly dazed.

"Hey, hey, Yui~" Yui Hama Kana suddenly interrupted Yui's thoughts.

"what?"

"You went to Kyoto on your school trip, right? How was it? Have you ever been to Arashiyama, which is shown on TV? Is it really as beautiful as it looks on TV? Maybe we can go there as a family next time!"

Yui Hama Kana excitedly pulled out several questions in a row, leaving Yui completely bewildered.

"Mom, have you never been to Kyoto during your school trips before?" Yui asked.

“No.” Yuihama Kana pondered, “Back then, our circumstances weren’t like yours. We didn’t go on a school trip to Hokkaido until university.”

As she spoke, she smiled, her eyes crinkling.

"Oh, by the way, that's when your dad and I met!"

Hey, who asked you that, you silly mom?

Yui pursed her lips awkwardly, unsure of how to begin.

How should I put this?

Actually, she felt that the person who filmed the short video must have added a lot of filters.

Ultimately, this is just a promotional video.

What is a promotional video?

They exaggerate the good aspects and never mention the bad, just like a school's admission brochure—they just want to lure you in first!

Of course, strictly speaking, Arashiyama wasn't that bad; the scenery was nice. However, for Yui, it didn't hold any particularly pleasant memories.

Yui's curious and expectant eyes were still shining as she looked at Yui. After thinking for a while, Yui finally looked into Yui's eyes and decided to tell the truth:

"It's pretty, but the filter on this video is too heavy."

"Mom, you can go, but don't have too high expectations, because too many expectations will only lead to greater disappointment in the end."

When Yui said this, her expression was serious; anyone who didn't know her might have thought she was a philosophy professor at some university.

Yuigahama Kana: (((?Д?;)??

Hey buddy, who are you? Where's my silly, precious daughter?

Sudden.

Someone's phone started vibrating.

Yui subconsciously touched her pocket and found it was hers. Upon checking, she discovered that someone had sent her an e-message.

She frowned slightly, looking conflicted and hesitant. She quickly tapped the screen a few times to reply, and a few seconds later, the notification sound rang persistently again.

Yui pursed her lips, glanced at her mother who was still in a state of "Who am I? Where am I?", and stood up:

"Mom, someone asked me to go out. I'm going out for a bit."

Qiannai didn't answer until Yui came out of her room, changed her clothes, and was already putting on her shoes in the entryway. Only then did she suddenly realize what was happening and call out:

"Wait a minute, it'll be almost time for dinner!"

"Ah...but I have something very important to do right now."

"Do you still want your portion cooked?"

"I'll text you if I don't come back for dinner." The girl's lively voice disappeared behind the door. "Well—I'm off, Mom!"

"Have a safe trip."

Regardless of whether Yui heard her or not, Yuigahama Kana faced the entrance and slowly gave a gentle, almost devout smile.

Hmm... speaking of which, this short video is really well made. Should I watch it again?

……

The days are short in the depths of winter, and the sun is reluctant to linger in the cold.

When Yui arrived at the station, it was dusk, and the distant sky was ablaze with a gentle glow.

Although it was the weekend, quite a few people worked on Saturday. Not everyone has a job with two days off per week, so the station was still crowded and bustling.

The girl unconsciously slowed her pace.

Perhaps it was the jogging and brisk walking she had just done that made her heart pound like a restless little rabbit.

Only now, after a brief respite, can one truly feel the biting chill of the winter evening wind.

The cold air crept into her collar, causing her to instinctively shrink her neck.

Oh no... I forgot my scarf in my rush to leave the house!

Yui regretted her carelessness, but the problem wasn't too serious.

[Speaking of which, this should be the place, right?]

[What important thing could it be that Kiyoshi and Mahiru-chan want to see me so late?]

Yui couldn't help but stand on tiptoe. She wasn't very tall, only slightly taller than the average Japanese woman.

The platform was crowded with tall men, and even though the girl was only a few centimeters taller, it was difficult for her to find the person she wanted to see in the crowd.

But in just one glance, she spotted Su Qing in the throng of people, and at that moment, pale white winter cherry blossoms fell at a speed of five centimeters per second.

In the blink of an eye, the boy was also looking at her.

Their eyes met.

And so everything around us—the bustling crowd, the cacophony of sounds—became a blurred backdrop, with only our figures clearly fixed in our vision.

A few seconds later, the girl shyly looked away, her fair face glowing with a rosy light, looking infinitely beautiful.

Su Qingchao walked over, bathed in light, and for some reason, she felt that the other person was very different today.

Even now, when he walks over, it looks like he's smiling at her.

Ah... no, it's me who's different, right?

The girl couldn't understand it, but Su Qing appeared open and honest.

"Good evening," he said.

"Good evening," she said.

Her voice had an added, almost imperceptible softness than before.

As soon as she finished speaking, Yui regretted it.

Why did she just look like she was hiding something with a small clip?

This is too strange!

She couldn't help but steal a glance at Su Qing, whose expression remained unchanged, as if he hadn't noticed anything amiss.

Otherwise, people would be laughing at her, so Yui quickly and guiltily changed the subject.

"Oh right! Xiaoqing, you should be able to come back to school next week, right?"

"Well, thankfully Ms. Xiaojing didn't actually process my withdrawal application, otherwise it would have taken me a lot of effort to come back," Su Qing said.

"Who told you to act on your own initiative? Consider this a lesson! You'll have to thank Hiratsuka-sensei properly later!"

Yui had a smile on her face, it was hard to tell whether it was because she felt a sense of accomplishment in educating Su Qing, or simply because she was happy to have her next deskmate again next week.

"I've already thanked you."

"Really?" Yui nodded, then tentatively asked in a low voice, "By the way... you and Mahiru-chan should have made up by now, right?"

"When have we ever argued?" Su Qing raised an eyebrow, asking somewhat rudely.

"How dare you say that! You just walked away without a word. Any other girl would have torn you to pieces by now!"

Yui's eyes widened instantly, like a cat with its fur standing on end.

"Only Mahiru-chan would act like that. Well, you should cherish others more in the future."

"Hey, did you hear me?!"

Perhaps because she got carried away with her emotions, Yui couldn't help herself and aimed a punch at Su Qing's shoulder, but her arm was a bit too short and she missed.

"Alright, alright." Su Qing chuckled twice. "Speaking of which, you seem to be talking more than before after just a few days apart."

"No way, I've always been like this." Yui's cheeks flushed slightly as she denied it, but she couldn't help but have some doubts in her heart.

Strange, am I really different today?

But now is not the time to dwell on this. Yui stood on tiptoe and looked behind Su Qing with some confusion.

Got nothing.