The Gemini Princess wants me to confess my feelings!

Chapter 9 Miscellaneous Fish Miscellaneous Fish~

Kirihara Akira saw Mori Kiyoha, and Mori Kiyoha saw her too.

Unexpectedly, this time Mori Kiyoha didn't ignore him and actually walked over.

She looked down at Kirihara Akira, her gaze icy cold. The weather was getting warmer, and the plum rains were drizzling. Her silver-gray hair, whether damp with sweat or rain, clung to her forehead, making her facial features appear even sharper.

Kirihara Akira reached into the bag beside her, grabbed a croquette through the plastic bag, and handed it to her: "Want one?"

Mori Kiyoha didn't take it. Instead, she gathered her school uniform skirt with both hands, highlighting her beautiful hip lines, and then sat down next to Kirihara Akira.

Kirihara Akira wasn't bothered and continued eating, talking to herself: "My family doesn't make me lunchboxes, so a commoner like me can only eat what commoners are supposed to eat. A person can't starve to death."

Mori Kiyoha sneered and said, "You're quite resentful."

"I don't hold any resentment." Kirihara Akira said sincerely. These things weren't enough to make him feel any resentment. He was just talking in a way that was in line with Mori Kiyoha's personality: "To be honest, I shouldn't hold any resentment. My life is actually better than before."

Mori Kiyoha gave a dismissive, nasal sound. She said, "You shouldn't be here."

"Why?" Kirihara Akira asked, puzzled.

Mori Kiyoha glanced at him sideways and said, "I told her yesterday that what happens next is none of your business, and I'll handle it. It seems she didn't convey that to you."

She only conveyed the last sentence, "I'll handle it"... Kirihara Akira shook her head and said, "I'm just curious what methods she will use to persuade Momozawa Koharu to change her mind, so I came to see."

Like her sister, Mori Kiyoha falls into brief silences when she's thinking. However, her sister's thinking resembles a soup dumpling sucking in soup, and her cheeks puff up slightly when she encounters a difficult situation, which is quite cute.

As for Mori Kiyoha, it was as if those rosy, full little mouths were about to spew out some vicious words to attack others.

As expected, after a moment of silence, Mori Kiyoha smiled and said, "Those two people were sent by me."

Kirihara Akira's mind worked quickly: "No wonder those two talent scouts looked so unfamiliar to me, they're the ones Li Changqing was talking about..."

He felt the following words were inappropriate and didn't finish speaking. Mori Kiyoha took over with a half-smile: "Yes, they are the 'not-so-good' 'friends' I have in their eyes."

Kirihara Akira did not respond.

Mori Kiyoha said, "My sister's methods are too mild. It would be wisest to ignore their lives. If you have to interfere, then hold them down and let them know what reality is."

The reality is, there's no such thing as getting rich overnight, so I had someone tell her that she's an unbelievable idiot whose only value is providing a tiny bit of glamour to the sex industry.

Kirihara Akira paused for a moment, then couldn't help but laugh out loud, saying, "Indeed, a single crisis lesson, rather than a thousand earnest lectures, is far more effective."

As the two were talking, the "rising star" ran out of the alley, tears streaming down her face, and ran away into the distance while crying.

No one chased after them from the alley, so they must have left in another direction.

"If she calls the police, it might implicate you," Kirihara Akira warned.

"They're wearing the same outfits as talent scouts," Mori Kiyoha said casually. "If the Metropolitan Police Department wanted, this whole street of talent scouts would be enough to generate a month's worth of revenue for them."

"Thoughtful," Kirihara Akira praised.

"Don't waste my breath, I'm not my sister." Sen Qingye stood up and said coldly, "She's easily swayed. Say a few nice words and chat about her favorite books and you'll be on good terms with her—I advise you not to even think about such a thing."

She seems to value your abilities, and you only need to do the work she requires of you.

After saying that, Sen Qingye turned and walked out. A black car had been waiting for a long time on the street not far away.

Despite living in the same house, she made no attempt to include Kirihara Akira in her plans.

"Arrogant young lady..." Kirihara Akira clicked her tongue, as if savoring Li Changqing's words again: "Although her eyes are fierce, they have a certain charm."

At first, Kirihara Akira had a very bad impression of her, after all, she immediately sent people to teach her a lesson, and there was also suspicion that she had installed surveillance equipment in her room.

In retrospect, there are many contradictions in her actions. When Kirihara Akira entered the house, she was accompanied by bodyguards and came in aggressively, but in the end, she did not cause him any real harm.

Kiyoha Mori's arrival was too coincidental, and her sister Shizue Mori's arrival was even more dramatic.

Her extreme arrogance was in stark contrast to her later easy retreat from the fray.

In fact, Kirihara Akira had been waiting for her to take revenge all week, but nothing happened, and seven peaceful days passed.

These two girls must be up to something in secret; we need to find out.

Hmm, I'll go back and act like a jerk to Mori Kiyoha. Having made up her mind, Kirihara Akira, carrying the leftover taiyaki, sauntered towards the station.

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The Mori family's legacy can be described in one word: tranquility.

Each generation of the family head strives to make the Mori family go further and have a richer heritage. In the current head of the family, Mori Akari, this heritage seems to have been inherited and accumulated, timeless and unique, serene and beautiful.

She sat in the four-and-a-half-tatami tea room, savoring the rich aroma of tea.

As the tea went down her throat, Mori Akari felt a lack of flavor in her mouth. She asked the maid Shimizu beside her, "What are they all doing?"

Shimizu knew that the lady was asking about the two young ladies, so he lowered his head and answered in a somewhat strange tone: "The eldest young lady is reading in the library, and the second young lady... they are running in the courtyard."

Mori Akari sighed, "I don't know how I raised such a daughter. Don't you think this is karma?"

Shimizu dared not respond and buried her head in her hands.

After saying that, Mori Akari suddenly felt something was wrong and asked, "Them?"

"Yes." Shimizu's tone became even stranger: "Miss Qingye and Young Master Xiao."

"..." Mori Akari sighed, rubbing her forehead, clearly having a terrible headache.

Shimizu was silent for a moment, then couldn't help but ask, "Excuse me for being nosy, but, Madam... why did you bring him into our home? At this time, it might cause trouble, and he clearly can't fit into this family."

Mori Akari didn't answer, but instead looked up at the tea room window. Shimizu understood and immediately got up to open the window and curtains.

Behind the curtain, two children were sweating profusely in what should have been a tranquil and leisurely courtyard.

After watching for a while, Mori Akari suddenly asked, "What do you think of his performance?"

Shimizu paused for a moment, then said somewhat hesitantly, "This... his demeanor is very composed, he grasps many etiquette details very quickly, and he's quick-witted. To be honest, he doesn't seem like a child from the countryside. I'm quite surprised."

"Yes, I'm quite surprised." Mori Akari smiled and said, "I brought him back to surprise you, but he surprised me first... I wonder how the Kirihara couple raised this child. Could it be that they still remember the marriage agreement that the two families used to joke about, and are training him early so that he can become a son-in-law?"

"Hidden motives," Shimizu commented.

Suddenly, Mori Akari asked, "Who do you think should fulfill this engagement, Shizue or Kiyoha?"

Shimizu was shocked and immediately knelt down in front of her, saying, "Madam, please reconsider!"

Looking at this servant who had lived in the manor for half her life and whom she trusted most, Mori Akari suddenly let out a deep sigh.

She said, "There have been some noises in the house that I don't like lately. Go and take care of them, don't let me down."

Fine beads of sweat appeared on Shimizu's back, yet she was enveloped in a chill. She said, "Yes."

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Outside, Kirihara Akira, supporting himself on his knees, exerted all his strength, sweating profusely to the limit, panting heavily, with sweat pouring down his face.

Sen Qingye, who had already circled him from behind, slowly overtook him, took a deep breath, and then glanced at him.

Her rosy lips uttered cold words: "Miscellaneous fish."