CHAPTER 503: CHAPTER 501 NOBODY UNDERSTANDS AOZAWA BETTER THAN ME_1

Tokyo, Shibuya District.

The busy flow of cars and pedestrians intermingled. Sunlight streamed along the glass curtain walls of tall buildings onto the streets, reflecting the city’s prosperity.

In the street-side coffee shop, people leisurely enjoyed their afternoon. The aroma of coffee mingled with the summer breeze, creating a lazy and comfortable atmosphere.

Aozawa and Ayatsuki Ayaka walked side by side to this place.

He pushed the door open, and a TING-A-LING sound was heard.

A female waitress altered her original route. She came forward with a smile, saying, "Welcome to Mika Cafe. How many are in your party?"

"Two," Aozawa replied.

The young waitress smiled sweetly and said, "All right, please follow me."

She led them to Table Six and said with a smile, "If you’d like to order, you can use that touch screen over there."

"Okay." Aozawa nodded. Looking at the touch-screen ordering machine, he took the inner seat. He tapped the menu, and options for coffee and desserts immediately appeared.

After selecting coffee, a variety of different types became available. For desserts, there were various cakes, donuts, and other categories.

Aozawa turned his head and asked, "Iroha, what would you like to have?"

Ayatsuki Ayaka glanced at the screen, extended her index finger to scroll down, and said, "I’ll have this chiffon cake and a latte."

"Is that all you want?"

"Mhm, that’s enough for me." Ayatsuki Ayaka nodded and added, "It’s just afternoon tea; there’s no need to eat too much. We still have to save room for dinner."

"All right."

Aozawa ordered two lattes and a chiffon cake, then added a mousse cake, a donut, and an egg tart.

Seeing him order so much, Ayatsuki Ayaka quickly grabbed his hand and said, "Alright, that’s enough! Can you even finish all this by yourself?"

Aozawa had intended to order for her as well. When she caught on, he could only give up and say, "Okay then, let’s just order these."

Ayatsuki Ayaka let out a sigh of relief, then noticed they were sitting a bit too close. She quickly withdrew her hand and adjusted her camisole.

She was dressed in a light blue camisole that day, revealing her wheat-colored slim waist, paired with a blue miniskirt, white fishnet stockings, and a pair of breathable sneakers. Her colorful dyed hair was tied into a single ponytail, revealing her ears and wheat-colored neck.

Aozawa’s eyes always unconsciously swept across her bust, as naturally as one feels warmth in the sunlight or cold in an east wind.

"Aozawa," Ayatsuki Ayaka’s wheat-colored cheeks were faintly red as she softly reminded him not to stare so intently.

Aozawa smiled and said, "How can I not, when my Iroha is so beautiful? When will you agree to be my girlfriend?"

He didn’t ask when they would engage in *that sort of thing*; instead, he wanted to first confirm their relationship as boyfriend and girlfriend. Without a clear understanding of their relationship, he had no reason, nor any right, to explore the ocean named Ayatsuki Ayaka.

Upon hearing Aozawa mention dating, Ayatsuki Ayaka’s face immediately tensed. She shook her head, saying, "No! We must keep things separate. I haven’t agreed to your two-timing proposal!"

Even if her bottom line was having no bottom line, as long as Saeko and the others hadn’t given up on helping her and the situation hadn’t reached a critical state of emergency, Ayatsuki Ayaka wouldn’t give up on having Aozawa all to herself. After all, Ayatsuki Ayaka was someone who knew how to appreciate satisfaction. She didn’t dislike the current stage of dating and chatting online, so she wasn’t in a rush to step outside her comfort zone and attract the scorn of Saeko and the others.

"Okay." Seeing her adamant refusal, Aozawa decided not to pursue the matter further.

Changing the minds of Iroha and Maggie isn’t something that can be done overnight. Alas, when will I be able to share a bed with all of them? I’m eager to explore the wonders of the three great oceans sooner rather than later.

As Aozawa pondered how to explore these oceans in the future, the waitress brought over the coffee and desserts he had ordered. She placed them in front of the two before stepping away.

Ayatsuki Ayaka took a deep breath, picked up her latte, blew on it gently, and took a sip.

Then, she patted Aozawa’s shoulder.

Aozawa reflexively turned his head.

Ayatsuki Ayaka got up, wrapped her arms around his neck, and her bright red lips moved closer, intending to share the delicious latte with him.

Of course, Aozawa wouldn’t refuse; he wrapped his arms around Ayatsuki Ayaka’s back.

Her agile tongue stirred the sweet latte in their kiss, making SLURP SLURP sounds.

This is a highly skilled technique! Aozawa found that he couldn’t resist Ayatsuki Ayaka’s attack; he was completely led by her. It’s as if my soul is being sucked away!

The moment they parted, a strand of coffee stretched between them, like the magpie bridge connecting the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, linking the two of them.

"HUFF. HUFF." Ayatsuki Ayaka actively broke the connection. Her wheat-colored cheeks seemed flushed as if smeared with an enticing layer of strawberry jam. She couldn’t resist bragging, "That’s the oral technique I learned from Maru. Isn’t it impressive?"

"Unmatched under the heavens!" Aozawa swallowed the coffee in his mouth. It was like drinking aged wine; it made him feel utterly intoxicated, almost wanting to throw up.

"Iroha, should we go for another roller-coaster experience?"

"This is a cafe."

"Doesn’t that make it more thrilling?" Aozawa nudged her shoulder, gazing at her with eager eyes, hoping her tender hands would rescue him from the inferno.

Ayatsuki Ayaka glanced around the cafe and shook her head like a rattle-drum. "No, there are too many people here."

"Then let’s go to the restroom."

"Aozawa!" Her face flushed as she glared at him. She still couldn’t accept that sort of thing; for her, it was just too stimulating.

Aozawa could only back down and say, "Then let me try again."

At this request, Ayatsuki Ayaka’s eyebrows danced with delight, unable to hide her smug expression.

Maru was right. As long as one can master this technique, one will definitely have the absolute advantage in a lovers’ kiss. No man can withstand it, nor can any man forget such a wonderful experience. Ayatsuki Ayaka believed Maru’s words and looked forward to the day she would perfect the skill. Indeed, her current standard was merely that of a beginner.

Ayatsuki Ayaka did not think Maru was exaggerating. She had witnessed Maru’s prowess, as ferocious as a soul-sucking demon, incapacitating a man instantly, leaving him unable to resist, completely at Maru’s mercy.

That is true peerless power!

「Chiyoda District.」

The Prime Minister’s Residence was undergoing renovation during the day. The CLANGING sounds were not conducive to reading, so Phoenix Academy Maggie’s lessons were moved inside the official residence. The location was a room at the end of the third-floor corridor, connecting to the staircases. The third to fifth floors of this residence were designated as office areas. Normally, personnel not from inside the residence could not enter freely, but rules are made by people. If Kochou wanted her daughter to study here, no one would dare gossip.

It was time for a break.

Phoenix Academy Maggie saw off the physics tutor and sat down in her chair, letting out a long sigh. She spread her arms and straightened her back, her chest swelling with vibrant vitality.

Lowering her hands, Phoenix Academy Maggie took her phone out from the drawer. She glanced at it, wanting to send a message to Aozawa.

There was a knock at the door. Miwa Kazuki stood there, speaking softly, "Young Lady, would you like some afternoon tea?"

"Hmm," Phoenix Academy Maggie replied, putting away her phone.

Miwa Kazuki stepped forward, placing coffee and cake in front of her.

Phoenix Academy Maggie casually asked, "What major international events are happening right now?"

"If you’re talking about major events, Mexico has a new president."

"I recall it’s not yet time for the elections." Phoenix Academy Maggie was somewhat surprised. As America’s backyard, Mexico’s presidency had always been stable and pro-US. Even if the current leftist leader took office, it couldn’t change the fundamental nature of the country. This was because all sectors in Mexico were controlled by American conglomerates; the economy was entirely in their grip. Its agriculture was virtually non-existent, replaced by vast fields for producing ’powder.’ As for security, it was a lost cause—various cartels, armed with American weaponry, were more formidable than the regular army. She couldn’t understand what reason the United States would have to arrange his ousting prematurely.

Miwa Kazuki respectfully said, "The newly inaugurated President Nied is said to be connected to the Emperor of the Different World’s Shadow Clan, ascending to power with his support..."

The events unfolding in Mexico were gradually revealed to Phoenix Academy Maggie.

Hearing the final detail, she exclaimed in disbelief, "Over 300,000 people impaled and killed by the Emperor in an instant?!"

Miwa Kazuki nodded. Just then, a sultry voice came from outside the door.

"What a delightful scent." Morimoto Chiyoda, who was preparing to go downstairs, rounded the corner to the door. She inhaled the aroma and said with a smile, "Isn’t this the young lady of Phoenix Academy? Long time no see."

As soon as Phoenix Academy Maggie saw her, her expression stiffened, adopting an air of aristocratic indifference and nobility. She said, "Do you need something, Minister Morimoto?"

"I just caught such a wonderful scent and couldn’t resist seeing who was enjoying afternoon tea here." Morimoto Chiyoda revealed a sly smile, seemingly unfazed by Phoenix Academy Maggie’s cold demeanor. In fact, it was as if she knew the young lady would treat her coldly, perhaps even with disdain, and that’s precisely why she wanted to approach and tease her. She enjoyed playing tricks on others.

Miwa Kazuki stepped forward, intending to ask her to leave.

Morimoto Chiyoda laughed and said, "Do I need to get your guardian’s permission to speak with you?"

Phoenix Academy Maggie said, "Miwa, you may go down first. I’ll have a chat with Minister Morimoto."

"Yes, Young Lady." Miwa Kazuki had no choice but to bow and respectfully withdraw, closing the door behind him.

Morimoto Chiyoda strode forward, looked at the books on the desk, and chuckled, "Homework. It must be hard on you."

Phoenix Academy Maggie caught her subtext, clearly implying she was young.

That damned granny!

Phoenix Academy Maggie replied without betraying her discomfort, "It’s nothing. As an adult, Minister Morimoto, you surely can’t understand the thoughts of today’s youth. There’s always a generation gap."

"Oh, really? Aozawa and I have been very... open with each other, and there doesn’t seem to be a generation gap." Morimoto Chiyoda crossed her arms and sat down on the tutor’s chair.

Phoenix Academy Maggie was initially stunned. Then, comprehending the implication of being ’open,’ she felt dizzy. Yet, she did not reveal her anger. Still, her heart was already like Mount Vesuvius in 79 AD, simmering and ready to erupt.

She said softly, "That may not be the case. Aozawa has some special secrets that he surely hasn’t told you!"