All the Heroines are my Ex-girlfriends

Chapter 34: I am honored one to be stepped on by Sora Ginko.

In the scene where numerous people wanted to carve out a piece of flesh from his body,

Young Yukima Azuma calmly held a kitchen knife and faced each of them one by one.

In the end, he secured the greatest benefit for himself.

Though he had to sacrifice a shop that could not be reclaimed, the custody rights remained under the name "Yukinoshita."

He took whatever he could carry and safely withdrew from Chiba.

Sayuri wondered, if it had been her as a child, she certainly wouldn't have been able to do something like that.

But Yukima Azuma, just a middle school student, displayed the intelligence, charisma, and decisiveness that even people of Sayuri's age rarely had.

Learning about this,

Sayuri began to reassess the relationship between her daughter Eriri and Yukima Azuma.

If she were younger,

Sayuri certainly wouldn't have let go of this person, using all kinds of methods to hold onto him.

She wouldn't have let him slip away.

But Eriri is not Sayuri.

When it comes to choosing a son-in-law, what's more important than ability is whether he can make Eriri happy.

And after thinking it through carefully,

Sayuri realized that,

Yukima Azuma treated Eriri so well that nothing could compare.

So much so, that Sayuri started to suspect whether Yukima Azuma might be after her family's fortune.

That could already be called "indulgence."

His heart and soul were entirely devoted to Eriri.

Sometimes, Eriri's arrogance even made Sayuri feel it was unbearable.

But Yukima Azuma was very patient when dealing with her.

After some time of observation,

Sayuri's feelings began to change a bit.

In the end, she decided to match the two kids together.

But that foolish daughter of hers dared to let him go!?

After the two broke up, this was the first time Sayuri felt dissatisfied with Eriri.

How could she let go of a man like that!?

Moreover, she broke up because of her arrogance!

Sayuri nearly had a blood pressure spike.

So, theoretically, Sayuri should maintain a completely neutral attitude towards Eriri's emotions.

She should let Eriri's wishes take priority.

But theory is just theory.

In reality, Sayuri had shown so much favoritism toward Yukima Azuma that it couldn't have been any more biased.

If not because they broke up, she would have already gone to fetch her son-in-law back.

Even according to Eriri's own wishes,

Yukima Azuma was someone Sayuri should support.

Let repeat that.

The flower symbolizing Eriri is the lily.

The language of lilies is: pure love, solemnity, and a harmonious heart.

With Eriri's pure personality, once she has chosen someone as her lover, she would never change her heart!

.....

The next morning, at Yukima's house.

"Please come in."

Kasumigaoka Utaha smiled brightly and handed the "guest" a pair of disposable slippers.

Yukima Azuma stood behind, gently rubbing his forehead.

He hadn't thought things through.

Sora Ginko stood at the door, her sharp gaze staring directly at Yukima Azuma behind Kasumigaoka Utaha.

Just like last time.

She took off her small leather shoes and directly stepped barefoot onto the wooden floor.

As her cute sailor uniform skirt swayed,

her small feet, clad in black stockings, were placed onto Yukima Azuma's feet.

"Ah, Ginko, your feet..."

Yukima Azuma gently reminded her.

Sora Ginko applied a little more pressure.

Her delicate toes pressed firmly into Yukima Azuma's instep.

"Do you have a problem?"

"No, it's a great honor to be stepped on by you, big sister!"

Yukima Azuma decisively put himself in a weaker position.

Now, angering this silver-haired girl would surely make her furious.

"Hmph!" Sora Ginko snorted lightly before lifting her foot.

Today was the official competition day.

A match that would decide whether Yukima Azuma could rank up to 6-dan.

And his opponent was the one who had severed every sword, ranking at eight.

Clearly, Sora Ginko wasn't at ease, so she once again traveled from Chiba to Tokyo.

"Alright, senpai, we're off."

Yukima Azuma finished preparing and waved goodbye to Kasumigaoka Utaha.

"Mm, good luck in the official match," Kasumigaoka Utaha smiled in response.

Today, she was rarely in direct confrontation with Sora Ginko.

Until they left, Kasumigaoka Utaha's gaze lingered on Sora Ginko for a moment.

If she wanted to know about Yukima Azuma's past, asking Sora Ginko was definitely the best choice.

After all, since Yukima Azuma was young, the two had been close through shogi.

Even though they had a senpai-kouhai relationship, Kasumigaoka Utaha looked at them and felt as though they were family.

Even though Yukima Azuma had temporarily withdrawn from the shogi world, Sora Ginko would surely always stay by his side.

However, getting Sora Ginko to honestly reveal information…

It seemed that would require more effort.

.....

The official competition was held in Ishikawa Prefecture.

It was quite far from Tokyo.

But fortunately, the Shinkansen trains in Japan were quite convenient, and the country wasn't that large.

With a little bit of early rising, they could reach the place.

Yukima Azuma didn't even skip his morning run today.

On the train, Sora Ginko and Yukima Azuma sat next to each other.

She hesitated several times, as if wanting to speak but then stopping.

Yukima Azuma noticed, but he waited for Sora Ginko to speak on her own.

Suddenly, Yukima Azuma felt a soft, cool sensation from his hand.

Just as he was about to look down, he heard Sora Ginko's hurried voice:

"Don't look!"

Immediately, Yukima Azuma understood what that feeling was.

It could be said, no surprise, it was Sora Ginko.

Not only was her aura cold, but even her small hand was cold to the touch.

Yukima Azuma turned his hand, gently grasping the small hand she had extended to him.

Honestly, in the heat of this summer, Sora Ginko's cool hand felt incredibly pleasant.

"Mmm…" Sora Ginko let out a small sound unexpectedly.

Her small hand squirmed a little.

Yukima Azuma applied a little more pressure, and immediately, her hand stopped resisting, lying obediently in his.

Sora Ginko's hand was truly small, just like its owner.

When held, it felt soft, as if it had no bones, and the smooth skin seemed like it could almost drip water.

Yukima Azuma couldn't help himself and playfully teased a little.

Immediately, he felt his foot stomped on.

Yukima Azuma had no choice but to obediently fall silent.

After all, one must savor their meals slowly.

For Sora Ginko, this arrogant girl, the act of taking the initiative to hold hands was already a big step forward.

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