Ventustium
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259
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575.7 K
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As Haruto walked through the residential streets leading to the Tōjō family’s home, his grandmother's earlier words lingered in his mind. Considering her age, finding a new job seemed practically impossible. The only feasible option was leveraging her exceptional cooking skills, but Haruto lacked the connections to make that happen. "Looks like I’ll have to take on the work myself..." He knew his grandmother would fiercely oppose the idea, but there were no other viable options. Lost in…-
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The classroom buzzed like a disturbed beehive on the first day back from summer vacation. Haruto glanced toward the commotion from his seat by the window at the back. At the center of the uproar was Ayaka, surrounded by a crowd of girls bombarding her with questions. "Hey, Tōjō-san! Who's your crush?" "Could it be someone in this class?" "When did you start liking them? Was it over summer break?" The girls' expressions ranged from excitement at the chance to hear about a famous figure's…
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The morning sun shone brilliantly, its rays cascading down from the clear, cloudless sky. The vibrant blue expanse above heralded the start of a promising day, inspiring a bright and hopeful mood. It was perfect weather, the kind that made you want to seize the day with a smile. Yet, under this cheerful sky, high school student Tomoya Akagi trudged along with a lazy demeanor. Letting out an exaggerated yawn, he glanced sideways at Haruto, who was walking beside him. "Hey, Haru," he muttered. "What…
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Standing in the Tōjō family kitchen, Haruto Otsuki expertly prepared hamburg steaks. By now, the kitchen felt like his own domain. He was so familiar with it that he could locate any utensil or seasoning with his eyes closed. While making the hamburg steaks, Haruto also prepped soup and pulled out vegetables for a salad, seamlessly managing multiple tasks. Watching him, Ikue, seated at the dining table, spoke with admiration. "Haruto-kun, you’re as efficient as ever. It’s delightful to…
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The bad weather that had postponed the recent fireworks festival now seemed like a distant memory. The sky stretched clear and blue, and the midsummer sun poured down relentlessly. Feeling the searing heat on the back of his neck, Haruto Otsuki walked through a tranquil residential area. Eventually, he stopped in front of an imposing mansion. “I remember how nervous I was the first time…” His soft murmur was drowned out by the loud symphony of cicadas. Haruto had started a short-term…
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Haruto felt an array of emotions—joy, affection, embarrassment, and a touch of frustration—all at once in response to the whispered words from Ayaka in his arms. "...Th-thank you," he stammered, feeling his face flush as he looked into Ayaka’s slightly teary eyes gazing up at him. While he wanted to reciprocate her words with an "I love you," he couldn’t bring himself to say it. To Haruto, those words were far too meaningful to utter lightly. His deep affection for Ayaka made it impossible to…
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The moment Haruto spoke, I couldn't take my eyes off him. I forgot even to blink, simply staring at him. Haruto’s gaze was soft and gentle, as if wrapping me in warmth. "That’s why… could you allow me to keep doing reckless things for your smile?" His words completely stole my heart. I felt cherished. Truly cared for. Hearing Haruto say that, I realized for the first time how wonderful it felt to be treasured by someone you love. At this moment, I was completely captivated by…
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"Say, Ayaka. Why don't we visit some food stalls together and watch the fireworks?" Ayaka looked puzzled, unable to grasp Haruto's cheerful suggestion. "Huh? But... the fireworks festival was postponed, wasn't it?" Her voice carried a note of confusion, prompting Haruto to respond with a radiant smile. "Have you ever heard of a 'home festival,' Ayaka?" "A home festival? No, I haven't." Ayaka shook her head slightly, curious. Haruto took out his phone, did a quick search, and showed her…
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After finishing the call with Haruto, I sat on my bed, hugging my knees. "Why… why does it have to be like this…" A frustrated mutter escaped my lips. The only response was the relentless sound of the pouring rain hammering against the window. Fireworks lighting up the summer night sky. Watching them side by side with someone you love. It was something I’d always dreamed of—something I longed for. I thought my dreams would come true when I fell in love for the first time, when my…
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On his way back from the dojo, Haruto squinted against the blazing sunlight and pulled his phone from his pocket to check the time. It was just past 11 a.m. Heading home to prepare lunch, take a shower, and get ready would put him on schedule for the evening plans. As Haruto mentally reviewed his plans, a message notification appeared on his phone screen. Instinctively, he tapped it to open the messaging app. "What time do you think you'll be able to come today?" The message was from Ayaka,…
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