CHAPTER 475: CHAPTER 330: MY WIVES HOPE FOR THE SAME_2

"The ones I like are all my wives," Tsubokawa Takahiro said calmly.

"Do you think your other wives would agree?"

"The wives may not agree, but the world will make them agree."

"What do you mean by that?" Uesugi Sakura asked.

"Think about it, if a wife wants me to only like her, would I still watch new anime series after that?"

Watching a new series = Having another wife = Cheating.

Uesugi Sakura thought for a moment, "Are you saying that watching a new series is equivalent to having an affair?"

"Exactly!"

"Of course, wives would never agree to cheating, but why do new anime series still come out? Why do I still watch them? Buy their merchandise? Because the 2D world also needs to progress. To prevent the world of the wives from stagnating, to ensure they are not forgotten, I naturally need to have more wives!"

"..."

"Aren’t there a lot of people who call your wife their wife too?"

Tsubokawa Takahiro: "The her in their hearts and the her in mine are completely different, just like Hamlet, everyone’s perception is not the same. The wife in my heart is unique."

"So you mean your wife is the original, while others have a very similar bootleg?"

"Well, you could say that."

As Tsubokawa Takahiro spoke, he picked out a photo of "Kato Megumi" from his numerous wives.

"Let me introduce you, this is my 53rd wife, Kato Megumi, she’s a third-year student at Private Fuzhizaki School, a member of the amateur game club Blessing Software, so ordinary she’s almost invisible."

Uesugi Sakura took his phone and looked closely.

The girl in the photo had short hair, wore a white beret, red top, white shirt underneath, with pretty facial features, one hand touching the window, the other on her chest, looking upwards with eyes reflecting a clear sky of cherry blossoms.

The light in the picture felt warm, and at first glance, she seemed like a girl who, like Hanabi, enjoys peace.

Her temperament was similar too.

"That doesn’t seem ordinary," Uesugi Sakura said.

"That’s what the author said," Tsubokawa Takahiro replied, "How about it? Don’t you think Hanamaru-san could cosplay well?"

"It’s quite close."

"Would you like Hanamaru-san to try it?"

"That would depend on her willingness."

Tsubokawa Takahiro: "I think cosplaying Kato Megumi is more practical than that maid outfit you mentioned earlier."

"That’s not what I meant," Uesugi Sakura glanced at Hanamaru Hanabi following behind, "Doesn’t cosplay attract a lot of people wanting to take photos?"

"That definitely happens."

"I’m worried Hanabi might feel shy being asked for pictures."

Chatting along the way, they reached the venue where Tsubokawa mentioned they could experience cosplay.

There were many clothes hanging on racks, life-size standees of characters around, for both genders, equipped with props.

There was a small changing area at the back for changing clothes.

The process was to pay a deposit, a rental fee, and change into the costumes.

"Do I really have to wear it?" Hanamaru Hanabi looked at the maid outfit.

"Hanabi, if you don’t want to, you don’t have to. It’s mostly for taking photos as a keepsake, and maybe even your mother would like to see it."

"It’s not that I don’t want to..."

In the end, Hanamaru Hanabi didn’t refuse the request for photos.

She chose the outfit and went to the changing room to change.

"Aei, Chiaei, do you want to wear the same outfit as Hanabi and take pictures?" Uesugi Sakura lifted the camera from his chest, "I’ll take them for you."

Getting to wear pretty clothes, the two little girls certainly didn’t refuse.

Aei dragged Chiaei to find Hanamaru Hanabi in front.

The venue was quite crowded, Tsubokawa Takahiro wandered around with a camera capturing precious moments.

Uesugi Sakura was waiting for Hanamaru Hanabi to come out after changing.

After waiting for a while, he took out his phone to pass the time.

He didn’t even notice when Hanabi came out.

"Sakura-kun..."

She stood in front of him, wearing a white headdress, a white ruffled skirt on her white stockings, a lace garter on her right leg, and a white bow tied at her chest.

Her small hands were nervously grasping her skirt, her head slightly lowered.

She looked shy and a bit embarrassed.

At first glance, she truly resembled a cute little maid just arriving at a new home, not yet adjusted.

This maid outfit, compared to traditional maids of medieval Europe, had more lively colors, a modified version.

Uesugi Sakura smiled and kept looking around her.

"Isn’t this perfect?"

"Does it look good?"

"Very cute, my little maid."

The cute girl drew quite a bit of attention, Uesugi Sakura already noticed several people secretly looking at her.

Of course, Hanamaru Hanabi noticed too.

"Aei and Chiaei?"

"They’re still changing clothes."

"The maid outfits too?"

"No, it’s those Western-style dresses."

Uesugi Sakura found her increasingly adorable, "How about I take your picture first?"

"Okay." Hanamaru Hanabi softly agreed, she wore the maid outfit explicitly to take photos.

Uesugi Sakura took a step back, taking pictures right there in the crowded venue.

"How about making a cute pose?"

"Um... how do I do that?"

Uesugi Sakura gestured, "Like the lucky cat, put your hands to your face, and meow once."

Despite the nearby crowd, Hanamaru Hanabi shyly complied, curling her hands in front of her, her eyes seemed to focus on Uesugi Sakura’s camera lens, embarrassingly, she quickly closed her eyes.

The effect was great.

Uesugi Sakura smiled at the camera showing the little maid hurriedly closing her eyes.

"Hanabi, meow once."

"Huh...?"

"Think of how a little kitten meows."

"Little kitten...?"

"Meow~"

Soft and gentle, with a hint of bashfulness in her voice.

"Is it done...?" Maybe it felt too embarrassing, Hanamaru Hanabi didn’t dare open her eyes, cautiously asking.

In front, Uesugi Sakura chuckled, "Not yet, let’s do a few more shots, this time squat down a bit, bend your waist a little."

"Hmm, hmm, lower, yes, yes, just like that, hold still for a moment."

With a click, the little maid with pristine white stockings, her skirt slightly raised at the back, was captured in the photo as a small kitten-like Hanabi.

Tsubokawa Takahiro eagerly checked Uesugi Sakura’s camera results, "Nice angle, no need for edits, did you learn photography, Uesugi?"

"No, I just read a few books when I had some time."

While Uesugi Sakura was reviewing the pictures, a few people waiting nearby approached Hanamaru Hanabi and asked if they could take some photos of her, promising to send her the results.

Feeling a bit nervous, Hanamaru Hanabi glanced at Uesugi Sakura.

Uesugi Sakura smiled, indicating she was okay with it.

He wasn’t petty enough to get jealous about others taking a few photos of her.

If anything, the more people found her pretty and cute, the happier he was, after all, Hanamaru Hanabi would always be his little maid.

Taking photos, as long as she was okay with it, was fine.

"Uesugi, you’re living the happiest life," Tsubokawa Takahiro commented, looking at the photos of Hanabi in the camera.

"Are you envious?"

"Honestly, I am."

Uesugi Sakura comforted him, "You’re not lacking either, young master, you’re wealthy, you’ll find a girlfriend."

"Someone as cute and considerate as Hanamaru-san, is there?"

"You have to believe in hope."

"I believe in hope, but hope doesn’t believe in me, also, can money buy sweet love?"

"Sometimes, even if it’s fake, it’s still not bad, at least there’s a sliver of hope."

"Uesugi, you’re a typical person full after eating, not knowing the hunger of others."

"You’ve heard this idiom before?" Uesugi Sakura felt odd saying it in Japanese.

Tsubokawa Takahiro chose not to answer, "False sweetness doesn’t compare to anime sweetness."

Hanamaru Hanabi was quite popular, as evident from the growing number of people taking her picture.

Even those not taking pictures couldn’t help but glance her way.

After all, she really was adorable, with her white stocking gartered legs and a face born delicately cute, there was no avoiding attention.

Uesugi Sakura wondered if he should have her try wearing it at home too?

At home, a cute frilly skirt maid outfit girl, preparing meals early in the morning in the dawning twilight, waking him up in bed.

When getting up, she’d help button his shirt, sneak in for a quick kiss on her silky cheek.

Shy, her cheeks instantly flushed red.

Of course, one kiss wouldn’t be enough, he must pull her close for several more cheek kisses, after which this little maid would shyly and bashfully complain, slightly bow her head, and say sweetly:

"Sakura-kun... you shouldn’t... you should eat, eat breakfast instead..."