CHAPTER 424: CHAPTER 305 FAKE BOYFRIEND

"You agreed?"

"I agreed..." Hanamaru Hanabi said.

"Why? Why should you give your own things to others, even if it’s temporary, I would definitely snatch it back!" Kitagawa Sakisa said indignantly beside her.

"Sakura-kun is not Hanabi’s possession..." Hanamaru Hanabi said while poking the bowl of rice with chopsticks, "Sakura-kun is just Sakura-kun..."

"But he is yours," Kitagawa Sakisa felt that something was not right and added, "He’s your fiancé! What kind of thing is it to let someone else take him as a boyfriend?"

"Sakura-kun also has classmates and friends. Hanabi feels that she can’t interfere in these matters..."

"Where did you learn this from?" Kitagawa Sakisa said as she accepted the two portions of grilled crab leg meat from the chef in white, placing one in front of Hanabi.

"’The Five Love Languages’"

"What is that?"

Todaka Keichiro, sitting next to Kitagawa Sakisa, leaned over and whispered, "An emotional book by Gary Chapman, it discusses how to handle relationships with friends, neighbors, spouses, children, colleagues, and even all interpersonal relationships, teaching people how to preserve love."

After saying this, he added another sentence:

"It is said that the highest buying customers are women who’ve been in marriages over five years, facing emotional crises."

"I see," Kitagawa Sakisa immediately turned to look at Hanamaru Hanabi, "Hanabi, you’re even reading such books?"

Hanamaru Hanabi blushed and nodded in acknowledgment.

These books about love do sound a bit embarrassing.

"Is Uesugi treating you badly?" Kitagawa Sakisa lowered her voice again.

"No..."

"Then why is Hanabi reading these books...?"

"Even if there’s no problem... Hanabi can still learn many things..."

Kitagawa Sakisa thought for a moment, "Consider it a pre-study?"

"It should be, I guess..." Hanamaru Hanabi wasn’t sure, she just saw the book on relationships and wanted to take it home and read it.

Kitagawa Sakisa looked at her closely, "Honestly, Hanabi, you find it hard to let Uesugi pretend to be someone else’s boyfriend, don’t you?"

Hanamaru Hanabi nodded again, "But Hanabi also feels that she shouldn’t mind too much... Sakura-kun is just fulfilling the promise he made..."

"You think of everything for Uesugi!"

Kitagawa Sakisa picked up a piece of crab leg meat steaming with aroma from her wooden bowl, "Hanabi, you treat him so well, cooking, washing clothes, buying groceries, doing everything yourself, yet you have work and studies! You’re working so hard, be careful not to spoil him."

"Sakura-kun... wouldn’t become like that..."

Hanamaru Hanabi looked at the wall beside her, the aroma, the charcoal fire, the luxurious food, Matsukawa Cuisine’s traditional decor made the place very elegant, she could even hear the crisp sound of the crab shell slowly roasting over charcoal fire.

"What major are you studying?"

"Humanities, third category of the first year at Tokyo University, haven’t specialized yet, aiming to be the Prime Minister or just the Governor of Tokyo."

Uesugi Sakura is a modest person, but Umezu Nana said her father liked this sort of thing, so he tried to pretend a little.

Judging by Umezu’s father’s indifferent expression, he probably didn’t see through his lie.

Of course, the Prime Minister and Governor were not his goals, his goal was just to comfortably live a happy life.

"Ah, are you in the same class as Nana?"

"Yes."

"That’s great." Umezu’s mother looked at Uesugi Sakura with a broad smile.

What’s so great about it, just classmates, seeing each other often, maybe it’ll be easier to break up, Uesugi Sakura guessed this mother had her eyes on himself, no matter what she said, it was always "great."

Uesugi Sakura: "Actually, it wasn’t me who pursued actively."

Before Umezu’s father could speak, Umezu’s mother quickly responded, "That’s also good! The love a girl pursues is something she’ll firmly grasp."

See, it sure is like that.

Uesugi Sakura could even read the words "He’s really good" on this mother’s face.

Spare me, Auntie, I’m currently your daughter’s boyfriend.

At this time, a server in an elegant kimono came in from outside the door.

He brought the third dish—fugu shirako.

A refreshing dish of blowfish milt served in a yuzu shell, with sea urchin.

The shirako refers to the milt of fish.

Its texture is creamy, rich in protein.

The delicacy makes one feel that a bite alone is worth the meal price.

Umezu’s father savored the umami lingering in his mouth, wondering how Uesugi could so casually book at this top Japanese restaurant.

Entertaining guests here, needless to say, is bound to bring great prestige.

But this kind of prestige is not something everyone can afford to give.

He felt the man, referred to as his daughter’s boyfriend, was not simple.

Decided to probe him a bit.

"Does Uesugi-kun know what job I have?"

"Heard from Nana, as I recall, some sort of top management position in a company."

"A bit more specific, I’m the executive director providing systems customization for large hotels. My job involves planning project execution and ensuring proper allocation of resources in the tech department," Umezu’s father said seriously, "For a hotel to stand firm in modern society, it must have services of extreme convenience to customers, digital operation, digital marketing, digital collaboration."

"The humanities you’re studying aren’t a good starting point in my view, how much money can you earn with that? Become a teacher? A professor? Even if a book you write reaches decent sales, it’s still no match for a fraction of my project funds."

"As for you wanting to be Prime Minister, even just the Governor, to reach such a level is impossible without funding, without factional backing!"