Chapter 128: Maid Wars and Pineapple Cakes
"Let's head out tomorrow morning, okay?"
It was a declaration made with confidence, clarity, and complete disregard for reality. Yukima Azuma knew better than to trust such bold statements, especially when they came from Eriri.
As expected, his doubts proved painfully accurate.
The day before, they had just arrived in Hokkaido and spent a charming afternoon wandering through Otaru's quaint shopping district. The cobblestone streets, decorated with colorful storefronts and the gentle aroma of fresh pastries, made for a dreamy walk. They snapped dozens of photos, filled a few bags with local souvenirs, and soaked in the seaside atmosphere. Eriri, in particular, had spent the evening pressed against the villa's large window, gazing out at the waves in the twilight, her blue eyes shimmering with longing.
But today?
She was completely dead to the world.
"Eriri. Oi. Wake up." Yukima Azuma tried again, his voice slightly louder. No response came from under the mountain of blankets—just a faint whine, not unlike a lazy puppy refusing its morning walk.
Their plan to visit the famous Asahiyama Zoo had already gone up in smoke.
"Aho-baka-tsundere-stubborn-overslept-Eriri," Azuma muttered under his breath.
"This idiot..." Kasumigaoka Utaha sighed heavily, massaging her temples like a weary office worker on a Friday evening.
Megumi Kato, ever the peacemaker, offered her a neatly wrapped box. "Here, Utaha-senpai. Hokkaido specialty cookies. They're sweet. Might help take the edge off."