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Chapter 573: [573] In the Bathroom...

Chapter 573: In the Bathroom...

"It's just washing some vegetables, nothing that requires experience, right?"

"W-Washing vegetables?!"

Hearing Hachiman's words, Yumiko's eyes widened in disbelief.

"You just wanted me to help wash vegetables?"

Hachiman found her reaction a bit odd. "Yeah, what else did you think I wanted you to do?"

"..."

Their eyes met, and the atmosphere suddenly grew silent.

Yumiko opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out. Her cheeks flushed red again.

So, after all that, it turned out she had misunderstood. Hachiman wasn't thinking about that kind of thing at all.

Ahhh, how embarrassing.

Seeing the girl's face turn bright red, Hachiman raised an eyebrow and pieced it together.

So Yumiko thought he was planning to do that.

Tsk tsk tsk, he thought, amused.

Who would've guessed she had such wild ideas, even imagining doing something like that in the kitchen?

Still, Hachiman wasn't dumb enough to say that out loud.

After all, Yumiko was like a ticking time bomb right now, ready to explode at any moment. It was better not to poke the bear.

Selecting a few ingredients that needed washing, Hachiman handed them over and said, "Here, this should be it. Thanks, Yumiko."

Hearing Hachiman's response, Yumiko snapped back to reality, her cheeks still flushed as she began to wash the ingredients.

Before long, the vegetables were clean.

Shaking the water droplets off her hands, Yumiko asked again, "Is there anything else I can help with?"

"No need. You can go rest; I'll handle the rest," Hachiman replied, shaking his head and politely turning down her offer.

After all, he was well aware of Yumiko's cooking skills—or rather, her lack thereof. She was about on par with Yui, which wasn't exactly a compliment. The last thing he needed was someone causing more trouble in the kitchen.

Yumiko didn't mind being turned away; she was well aware of her own cooking abilities and thought it best not to interfere.

With that in mind, she headed over to the couch, sat down, and started scrolling through her phone.

However, as Hachiman busied himself with cooking, a sudden noise came from the direction of the bathroom.

It sounded like wooden buckets or something similar had been knocked over.

Hearing the commotion, Yumiko stood up and walked to the bathroom door, knocking on it.

"Mom, are you okay?"

What answered her, though, was Mrs. Miura's faint groaning, tinged with pain.

"Ugh... ah... hiss..."

Alarmed by the sound, Yumiko immediately turned the doorknob and pushed the door open.

A wave of steam greeted her, and she saw Mrs. Miura sitting on the bathroom floor, her brows furrowed and her expression showing clear discomfort.

Seeing this, Yumiko rushed over, her face full of concern. "Mom, what happened to you?"

Although her mom often teased her, when something serious happened, Yumiko couldn't help but worry.

Seeing Yumiko enter, Mrs. Miura winced and took a few sharp breaths before speaking haltingly.

"My leg... it cramped…"

"Cramped?!"

Hearing this, Yumiko was taken aback and instinctively thought of Hachiman.

His healing light should work, right?

With that thought, Yumiko quickly spoke, "Mom, hang in there for a bit. I'll get Hachiman to help treat you."

Saying this, she rushed out of the bathroom and ran toward the kitchen.

Seeing her in such a panic, Hachiman frowned slightly in confusion.

"What's wrong, Yumiko?"

"Come with me, quick! Mom's leg cramped!" Yumiko didn't have time to explain everything, grabbing his hand and pulling him toward the bathroom.

Hearing that Mrs. Miura had a cramp, Hachiman's expression turned serious. He turned off the stove and followed her to the bathroom.

But as soon as he stepped inside, he immediately backed out in a hurry.

Because the moment he entered, he saw a snow-white, completely bare figure sitting on the floor.

There was no doubt it was Mrs. Miura, and the sight left Hachiman flustered as he quickly said, "Yumiko, put a towel or something over your mom first."

"Oh! Right!"

Hearing this, Yumiko snapped back to her senses, quickly grabbing a bathrobe and draping it over her mother.

"Okay, you can come in now."

Hearing her call, Hachiman stepped into the bathroom again.

The damp air, mixed with the faint fragrance of lavender—likely from a bath additive—immediately enveloped him.

His gaze shifted to Mrs. Miura, who was sitting on the floor.

The normally composed and mischievous woman now had her brows tightly knit, occasionally gasping sharply from the pain of the cramp in her leg.

Although she was covered in a bathrobe, it only partially concealed her upper body, leaving her long, slender legs exposed.

But there wasn't time to dwell on such details—helping her was the priority.

With that thought, Hachiman crouched down.

"Which leg is it?"

Mrs. Miura bit her lip lightly and answered in a low voice, "R-right leg."

Without hesitation, Hachiman reached for her right leg.

The sudden and direct action made Mrs. Miura wince further, her brows furrowing tighter as she let out a soft groan of pain.

"Ugh… it hurts…"

Seeing her mother like this, Yumiko immediately scolded him. "Can you be more gentle?"

"This is gentle," Hachiman replied calmly, his tone steady.

With that, Hachiman began to carefully examine Mrs. Miura's right leg.

A muscle cramp, after all, is just a spasm caused by the involuntary contraction of the muscles, leaving them stuck in a tightened state.

Ignoring the smooth, soft sensation beneath his fingers, Hachiman worked his way up from the ankle, quickly locating a knotted muscle in her calf.

Having identified the spot, a faint glow of holy light emanated from his hands.

Under the influence of the light, the cramped muscles began to gradually relax.

Seizing the right moment, Hachiman applied firm pressure, instantly dispersing the tension in the muscle.

"Ahhh!"

Mrs. Miura let out a sharp cry of pain as her body jolted. Her snow-white, slender neck arched back, and her other foot reflexively curled.

The sudden movement caused the loosely draped bathrobe to shift slightly, revealing her delicate, rounded collarbone.

With his sharp vision, Hachiman couldn't help but catch a fleeting glimpse of the curves beneath the robe and the faint blush of something more hidden.

But he quickly averted his gaze, not lingering for even a second.

"It's done. You're fine now," he said calmly, standing up.

Hearing this, Yumiko immediately turned to her mother, asking with concern, "Mom, how are you feeling now?"

"Ah... it's fine now. Thank you, Hachiman-kun," Mrs. Miura replied, a look of relief spreading across her face as she expressed her gratitude to Hachiman.

"That's good," Yumiko sighed in relief.

"Since everything's okay now, I'll head out," Hachiman said, nodding briefly before leaving the bathroom.

Given the situation, it wouldn't have been appropriate for him to stay any longer.

Back in the kitchen, Hachiman resumed cooking as if nothing had happened, his demeanor calm and composed.

Before long, Yumiko appeared, helping her mother out of the bathroom, supporting her carefully as they made their way back to the living room.

Mrs. Miura was still wearing the same bathrobe, her damp golden hair cascading over her shoulders.

"Mom, sit down for a bit. I'll help dry your hair," Yumiko said with concern as she helped her mother to the sofa.

"I'm really fine now... Hmm... okay, Yumiko, go ahead," Mrs. Miura replied, initially intending to refuse. After all, Hachiman's treatment had completely resolved the cramp.

But seeing the genuine care in her daughter's eyes, Mrs. Miura felt a warmth in her heart.

Oh well, I might as well enjoy this rare moment of being pampered by Yumiko.

And so, Mrs. Miura sat on the sofa, quite content as her daughter helped blow-dry her hair.

The soft hum of the hairdryer filled the room, and her damp golden locks gradually dried.

Enjoying Yumiko's attentive care, Mrs. Miura's face softened into a look of comfort.

Hmm… my son-in-law is cooking, and my daughter is drying my hair. This feels really nice, she thought to herself, thoroughly savoring the moment.

Before long, her hair was completely dry. Around the same time, Hachiman finished preparing the meal.

Placing the dishes on the dining table, he removed his apron and called out to the two in the living room.

"Auntie, Yumiko, dinner's ready."

"Alright, I'll just change into something more appropriate and be right down," Mrs. Miura replied.

Standing up, she headed upstairs to her bedroom. After all, she was still wearing a bathrobe, and her long, slender legs were fully exposed—not exactly suitable attire for dinner.

It didn't take long before she returned, dressed in a comfortable, loose-fitting outfit.

The three of them sat at the dining table, and dinner officially began.


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Chapter 574: [574] Hachiman's Game Outlook

Chapter 574: Hachiman's Game Outlook

After dinner, Hachiman also excused himself to leave.

"Mrs. Miura, I'll be heading home for today."

Perhaps because of the awkwardness caused by the earlier bathroom incident, Mrs. Miura didn't try to persuade him to stay.

She simply nodded and then spoke to her daughter.

"Yumiko, see Hachiman off."

"I know."

The girl didn't refuse.

She stood up and walked out of the living room with Hachiman.

Standing outside the door, Yumiko let out another sigh.

"If it weren't for my mom today, we would have..."

Seeing this, Hachiman chuckled and shook his head slightly, giving the girl a light kiss on the lips.

"Alright, it's not like we won't have chances in the future. Why are you in such a hurry?"

It's just that I'm worried that woman Yukinoshita will beat me to it.

Thinking this, Yumiko rolled her eyes at him.

"Let me tell you, Hachiman, Yui is one thing, but before me, you are not allowed to do that kind of thing with Yukinoshita."

Hearing this, Hachiman felt a bit helpless.

He hadn't expected Yumiko to compete with Yukino over something like this.

Although he did want to do that kind of thing with Yukino, honestly, their interactions so far were limited to kissing and hugging.

They hadn't even gone as far as touching.

Well, maybe that's because Yukino doesn't exactly have anything to touch.

With other girls, Hachiman could easily find places to grab hold of.

"Yeah, yeah, I got it," he said with a resigned tone.

Hachiman merely shrugged at the girl's demand.

Seeing his indifferent attitude, Yumiko couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

She had often heard people say that men were easily swayed and incapable of resisting temptation.

If that woman Yukinoshita were to actively seduce him, Hachiman would definitely lose control.

No, she had to take care of this matter as soon as possible.

Although she couldn't have Hachiman all to herself, at least she could use this to provoke Yukinoshita a little.

Unconsciously, Yumiko had come to terms with the reality of sharing Hachiman with other girls in the future.

After all, being a "hero" came with its own unique status—it was only natural that he wouldn't belong to just one person.

Besides, Yumiko understood that at this point, no matter who Hachiman gave up on, it would cause irreparable pain for that person.

The beach, summer festival, school festival, sports festival…

Hachiman had already shared too many experiences with all of them.

The bonds formed through these moments were impossible to sever.

Despite her outwardly proud and stern demeanor, Yumiko was, at heart, a soft and kind girl.

She genuinely didn't want to hurt anyone—not even Yukinoshita, with whom she often clashed verbally.

But... teasing Yukinoshita a little was another matter entirely.

For instance, if she could win Hachiman over before Yukinoshita, she could use that as ammunition to mock her later.

With this thought in mind, Yumiko firmly made up her mind.

Today was definitely not the right time, but Yumiko decided she needed to find an opportunity in the next few days to seal the deal with Hachiman—better safe than sorry.

"Alright, you should head back. Be careful on your way."

"Yeah, I'll get going then."

Hachiman, of course, had no clue about what Yumiko was planning. But even if he did, would it really matter? Who would turn down such a fortunate event?

"Goodnight, Yumiko."

As he spoke, he hugged the girl in front of him one more time before turning to leave.

Watching Hachiman's figure fade into the distance, Yumiko's lips curled into a soft smile before she stepped back into the house.

Bang!

The sound of the door closing echoed through the quiet street, returning it to a peaceful silence.

The streetlights flickered on one by one, their warm glow illuminating the road, while the moonlight poured down like water, adding a serene charm to the scene.

...

Friday.

As the final exams loomed closer, the atmosphere in the classroom grew increasingly tense.

However, Yui's face showed little sign of worry. Normally, she would be fretting at the thought of exams, but this time she radiated confidence.

After all, Hachiman had helped her with tutoring just yesterday.

As for what kind of tutoring…

Well, that wasn't important.

What mattered was that Yui's [Learning] module had leveled up to three, granting her the equivalent knowledge of someone ranked in the top 50 of the grade. With that, tackling a final exam was no longer an issue.

Eager to take advantage of her newfound smarts, the girl diligently absorbed as much knowledge as she could, seemingly trying to make up for her past procrastination.

Meanwhile, Hachiman had no concerns about the exams at all.

With a maxed-out [Learning] module, his position at the top of the year's rankings was unshakable. A mere Sobu High final exam posed no challenge, and even Japan's national exams would be a breeze for him to ace.

His mind was preoccupied with something else recently—the development of Fate/Grand Order (FGO).

The publication of Kara no Kyoukai was progressing smoothly.

It was already on the sixth volume, and its reception was excellent, with each volume selling over a million copies.

As for Sword Art Online, the series was nearing its conclusion.

With that wrapped up, Hachiman planned to dive into Type-Moon's next project: writing a story centered around the Holy Grail War.

Once readers became familiar with the concept of Servants and the Holy Grail, he could seamlessly transition into launching the FGO game.

Since making a game required a proper game company, Hachiman had been considering the acquisition of one lately.

However, this wasn't his area of expertise. Ultimately, he decided to entrust the task to Erina and Senzaemon. With the resources of the Nakiri family, they would likely be able to find a suitable game company in no time.

Having made up his mind, Hachiman drifted back into his usual daydreaming.

Time flew by, and before he knew it, it was time for school to end.

Packing up his things, Hachiman left the classroom.

As he turned the corner at the staircase, he came face-to-face with a familiar figure.

Her long black hair cascaded over her shoulders, framing an exquisitely beautiful face. Her slender and well-proportioned limbs, perfectly toned waist, and natural elegance made her stand out effortlessly, even in a simple school uniform. The combination of her over-the-knee socks and the hem of her skirt created a "forbidden zone" that was particularly alluring.

It was none other than Yukinoshita Yukino.

Seeing her, Hachiman greeted her with a smile.

"Yukino, good afternoon."

Not expecting to run into Hachiman, Yukino also flashed a rare, charming smile.

"Good afternoon."

Noticing the bag slung over her shoulder, Hachiman raised an eyebrow.

"Heading home? Want to walk together?"

"Sure."

Yukino's response was simple, but her tone carried a subtle warmth.

Yukino didn't refuse Hachiman's suggestion.

Thus, the two left the school together.

Walking side by side, their hands naturally found each other and intertwined as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

Before long, they arrived at the apartment building where Yukino lived.

Looking at Hachiman standing in front of her, Yukino hesitated for a moment before extending an invitation.

"Would you like to come up and sit for a while?"


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