You Will Regret This Ichinose! [124]

Keyaki Mall.

Ichinose Honami excitedly pulled Uesugi Gen along, eagerly looking at the surrounding stores.

As for that fat penguin plushie… Uesugi Gen had left it at the scam store earlier. He’d pick it up later.

For now, he was focused on calculating Ichinose’s energy levels.

Bookstore… Movie theater… Arcade…

This should be enough… right?

According to his plan, he had invited Ichinose out on a weekend morning, intending to drain all of her energy. Then, he would escort her back to her dorm, lull her to sleep, and discreetly take her phone…

And then—

Expose the mole! Expose the mole! Expose the mole!

At this thought—

Uesugi Gen silently observed Ichinose.

Since it was the weekend, she wasn’t wearing her school uniform but had instead dressed in casual clothes.

A black pleated skirt, stopping just above her knees, swayed lightly with the breeze. Paired with it was a simple white blouse, fitted snugly over her chest, with a decorative ribbon at the collar. The sleeves were slightly rolled up, revealing her delicate, fair wrists.

But what caught the most attention—

Was the sleek, silky black stockings hugging her slender, shapely legs, outlining an exquisite curve…

Uesugi Gen stiffened and quickly turned his head away, shifting his gaze elsewhere.

Calm down, Uesugi Gen!

There’s a saying that a Saint Seiya never falls for the same trick twice!

You’ve already fallen victim to this illusion once. You cannot—must not—fall for it again!

And logically speaking, with these eyes of yours, no illusion should work on you!

You are the heir of the Uesugi family!

For the sake of your ambition to become class president, for the sake of all your previous efforts—endure!

Noticing his reaction, Ichinose pouted in annoyance. She stepped in front of him, placed both hands on either side of his head, and forcibly turned his face to look at her.

“There’s nothing interesting over there, Gen-kun. Look at me instead!”

If I look at you any longer, I can kiss my class president dreams goodbye!

Uesugi Gen’s inner voice wailed in despair.

Clenching his jaw, he grabbed Ichinose’s hands from his face and said through gritted teeth,

“Honami, there’s a restaurant over there. Let’s grab something to eat.”

They had been out for a while—she had to be getting hungry by now.

And after a full meal, her blood sugar would spike, making her sleepy.

Then he would follow through with his plan—send her back to her dorm, let her doze off… mission complete!

Ichinose tilted her head, thinking it over.

Then, with a hint of regret, she said,

“Alright… I was thinking of buying ingredients to cook for you instead…”

“……”

Uesugi Gen no longer had the energy to comment on her seemingly endless stamina. He simply took her hand and led her toward the restaurant.

“There’s plenty of time. You can cook next time.”

“But Gen-kun, you also said that last time.”

“This time, I really mean it.”

The restaurant was a Japanese-style western eatery.

By the time Uesugi Gen finished his fillet of Kuroge Wagyu steak, he noticed that Ichinose hadn’t even touched her creamy seafood risotto.

She was resting her chin on her hand, watching him eat.

“Why aren’t you eating? You’re not even the slightest bit chubby, there’s no need to diet.”

Ichinose blinked.

“But Gen-kun, I’m not hungry.”

Uesugi Gen frowned slightly.

“After all that running around, how can you not be hungry? Be good, eat up, and then we’ll head back.”

“But I really don’t feel like eating. Unless…”

Finally, the true motive emerged. A mischievous glint flashed in Ichinose’s eyes.

“…Gen-kun, feed me.”

Uesugi Gen: “……”

Where did my mature and responsible Ichinose go?

And who replaced her with this increasingly childish, increasingly clingy Honami?

“Hurry, hurry~ Ahhh~”

Ichinose leaned in slightly, her lips parting at just the right angle, coaxing him with a soft, sugary voice laced with a playful nasal tone.

Helpless, Uesugi Gen picked up the spoon, scooped up a bite, and brought it to her lips.

“…Mmm.”

With each bite, she inched closer—until, eventually, she was fully nestled in his lap.

And so, the two of them sat there—one feeding, one eating—peacefully indulging in their rare, leisurely weekend.

At last, when Ichinose could eat no more, she gently patted Uesugi Gen’s hand in protest before burying her face against his chest in refusal.

Ten minutes later—

Uesugi Gen glanced at his phone, nodding to himself.

It’s time.

Time to take her back to her room for a nap.

“Hon—”

Before he could finish, he cut himself off.

Looking down at the peacefully sleeping girl in his arms, Uesugi Gen’s expression turned blank.

“…Quit faking. Your breathing pattern hasn’t changed at all—you’re not asleep.”

“……”

Ichinose subtly adjusted her breathing, making it slower and deeper.

Uesugi Gen leaned in, watching her carefully.

Her gently arched brows were completely relaxed, without the slightest crease. Her lashes, delicate as butterfly wings, trembled faintly with each breath. Her lips were slightly parted, carrying a faint, lingering smile—perhaps she was dreaming of something sweet.

Strands of her golden-pink hair lay scattered across his hand, some draped lazily over her shoulders, forming graceful waves…

Finally, Uesugi Gen let out a long sigh, pressing a hand to his forehead.

Muttering under his breath, he said,

“I must’ve owed you a huge favor in my past life… and, like an idiot, I probably swore some nonsense about repaying you in the next life, no matter what.”

“…That’s the only explanation for why you’ve come to torment me in this one.”

“…Fine. I’ll carry you. But you’d better hold on tight, Sleeping Beauty Who Loves to Fake Sleep.”

Uesugi Gen crouched down slightly, turning his back to her.

And as expected—

The sleeping beauty effortlessly looped her arms around his neck, adjusting her posture with the practiced ease of someone extremely used to this.

Uesugi Gen’s hands slid past the smooth fabric of her black stockings, securing her soft, rounded thighs. Lifting her up, he carried her out of the restaurant and toward the dormitory.

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Uesugi Gen gently placed Ichinose onto her bed.

After removing her shoes and tucking her under the blanket, he exhaled deeply and allowed himself a small smile.

The process had been a bit complicated, but the result was good.

Now all that was left was to get her pho—

As soon as he turned around, he was met with a pair of very much awake blue eyes peeking at him from beneath the blanket.

“…Weren’t you supposed to be asleep?” Uesugi Gen asked, deadpan.

Ichinose clutched the covers, pulling them up until they covered half her face.

She blinked.

“But I’m awake now.”

Uesugi Gen: “……”

AHHHHHH!!! Screeching groundhog noises, JPG.

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