Crossing over, and then being blocked by a rich JK

Hearing this, the Saint Lady couldn't help but shook her head.

The inky long hair also swayed, tickling Watanabe Yu.

"It's meaningless to be stubborn at this time."

He has always seen things clearly about this kind of thing.

As a time traveler from the Laozhong family, if you said you want to be a pure love god of war, then you have to be one to the end, right?

"You see it so clearly?"

"Yes."

"Then you have been planning this for a long time?"

Amamiya Ayana asked this question half-jokingly and half-seriously.

"Then you really misunderstood me."

Watanabe Yu corrected the Saint Lady's remarks.

In fact, according to his original plan, he wanted to earn money first, and then slowly live his campus life again.

As for those who are pure love gods of war or not, their priority is not high.

But that's how life is. Its development trajectory will most likely not be changed by personal will.

The most direct manifestation is that he is now involved in the feud between wealthy families that is like in a TV drama.

Of course, he didn't mean to blame anyone.

"...I won't quarrel with Ryoko, you can rest assured about that."

Amamiya Ayana paused, "But if you really want to be the 'Pure Love God of War' you mentioned, you have to at least have a social status that matches it, right? Otherwise, who would be willing to do that?"

"You're trying to cheer me up, right?"

Yu Watanabe made a little joke.

He has this kind of awareness.

If you want to be a pure love god of war in real life, you can't just say "I want to be one" and be done with it.

Between wanting and getting, there is still a gap between doing.

He needs to show abilities that match those of the 'Pure Love God of War', and he has been working hard in this direction.

"You can understand it this way." Amamiya Ayana raised her hand and gently stroked his face. "Of course, it doesn't matter if you can't do it. Anyway, I am very happy to provide you with a new troll nest. In fact, privately speaking, I actually hope that you can't do it."

This is what she means.

Of course, she would definitely not use some tricks to hinder him.

"It's man-made."

Watanabe Yu uttered these four words.

"Yes, yes, Boss."

Amemiya Ayana let go of Watanabe Yu and instead leaned her head gently on his chest, her tender white hands resting on his abdominal muscles.

Even through a layer of clothes, she could still feel the angular abdominal muscles.

Yes, she had seen it countless times and touched it many times, but this was the first time.

"If you keep touching me like this, I won't be able to fall asleep."

Watanabe Yu gave the Saint Lady a subtle reminder.

Physical fitness (primary) does not strengthen the body at all, but his work and rest schedule has always been regular and he lives a self-disciplined life, so he is still relatively stable.

But at this distance, coupled with the faint body fragrance wafting from the Saint Miss, it was completely a different story.

He could even clearly feel his blood flow speeding up.

Going further down, you will rush all the way to the highway.

"Oh?"

Amemiya Ayana lifted up his short sleeves and gently stroked his abdominal muscles with her white index finger.

One thing at a time, she had to put herself in a leading position.

In other words, we have to increase the stakes.

The soft fingertips stroked his muscles, and the touch, which was slightly cooler than his body temperature, was so clear at this moment.

"No, I really can't stand it anymore."

It is true that he claims to be a gentleman, but he still has to remain calm when he needs to.

"..."

The Saint Lady moved her body slightly upwards.

She bit his earlobe gently.

The strength was controlled to a level that would shock him but not hurt him.

Then she deliberately blew into his ear.

The warm breath made him shiver instinctively.

"Actually, I can help you with my hands."

Her voice was very soft, and her slightly cold tone carried a hint of feminine charm.

Subtle yet explicit.

It makes people feel itchy.

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Chapter 140 Preparation

The next day, at nine o'clock in the morning, in Hayakawa's house, in Hayakawa Yuki's room.

"Mom, on a scale of 10, how many points do you think this dress would get?"

Yuki Hayakawa, who had changed into a cute outfit, turned around and looked at her mother expectantly.

From eight o'clock in the morning till now, she has tried almost all the clothes in her closet.

Now it's the qualifying round of eight to four.

"Out of 8.6 points..." Naoko Hayakawa raised her hand and stroked her chin. After thinking for a while, she gave an answer, "Around points."

In the first round of screening, my daughter did not ask her to give a score, but just asked her to choose the combination that she liked relatively.

"8.6 points..."

Hearing this, there was a hint of loss in Yuki Hayakawa's voice.

She thought she could get a higher score.

"This score is already very high. You know, if you get 8 points or more, you are an absolutely beautiful girl."

Naoko Hayakawa blinked, then added very seriously, "Among the female celebrities my mother had met and worked with when she was young, only a few scored above 8."

Her words were not meant to comfort him, but were the truth.

With the appearance of my precious daughter, if she were not in a private high school in the south of the city, she would definitely be a standout in the school.

"…Compared to Hamabe Ryoko?"

Yuki Hayakawa raised her eyes and asked this question.

"Compared to Hamabe-san..."

Naoko Hayakawa was silent for two seconds, "Are you comparing her to the one at the BBQ buffet that day?"

"Yes."

Yuki Hayakawa nodded.

She had a very vivid memory of the total failure of that BBQ buffet.

Even though she tried hard to make a comeback during the school trip later, in her opinion, that kind of comeback was not enough.

In other words, she has to gain the advantage like Ryoko Hamabe did that time.

In other words, it has to be an absolute advantage.

When facing an opponent like Hamabe Ryoko, if you give her a little chance, she will be able to turn the tables for you.

After all, 'Hamabe-senpai who is good at sneaking away' is not just a joke.

"…Equally matched, I guess." Naoko Hayakawa answered honestly, "Of course, if it was on stage, you would have crushed me completely."

After the school trip, Yuki regained her original confidence.

This confidence was particularly evident when she was singing and playing. On stage, she was graceful and charming.

If she can bring the feeling on stage back to her life intact, not to mention Hamabe Ryoko, even the plus version of Hamabe Ryoko will not be her match.

But unfortunately, there are no ifs in life.

As of now, Xiao Yuki has no way to bring that aura of control and absolute confidence back to real life intact.

In other words, in more lifelike scenarios, Yuki will not be able to create a real gap between herself and Hamabe Ryoko, and may even be at a disadvantage.

After all, Ryoko Hamabe's cold and aloof temperament has a natural appeal to most boys.

Who wouldn’t want the most famous beauty in the grade to speak sweetly to only him or her?

"...Then I'll try other clothes."

Yuki Hayakawa was silent for a moment and picked up another set of clothes.

"There's really no need to try again."

Naoko Hayakawa looked at her precious daughter.

"…Mom, what do you mean?"

Yuki Hayakawa met her gaze.

When their eyes met, they could see themselves in each other's eyes.

"Do you like this dress?"

Naoko Hayakawa did not rush to answer her daughter's question, but instead asked a question.

“…It’s just so-so.”

Yuki Hayakawa pursed her lips.

The reason she chose this dress was, firstly, because it fit her well, and secondly, because she thought Watanabe Yu would like this style.

But now that he came to his senses and thought about it carefully, considering the impression he usually gave people, he might not like this kind of cute style.

"Then my personal suggestion is that you don't have to spend too much time choosing the remaining clothes one by one. Let's be direct and choose the one you like best at first sight. After you order it, don't make any changes. Making any changes will only cause more trouble."

Naoko Hayakawa began to persuade her step by step.

"Of course, this doesn't mean you should do this with a negative attitude. Well... let's put it this way, the clothes that most people like at first sight are basically in line with their aesthetics and in line with their dressing style."

Naoko Hayakawa paused and continued, "There is one principle for choosing clothes, which is to highlight your personal advantages, whether it is your figure or your temperament. The premise remains the same, that is, you have to like it."

This was also the dressing secret that her makeup artist told her when she was still on stage.

With the help of this secret book, she appeared on the cover of authoritative magazines several times.

"Can you give me an example, Mom? Take Hamabe Ryoko."

Yuki Hayakawa said this.

She already had that feeling, but she was still missing something crucial to make it come true.