Crossover Anime: Where Did My Male God Go?

Chapter 88 Yukimura Seiichi 12

I turned and went to the gardening club to see the peach egg succulent I had cultivated, which is a type of succulent.

They're chubby and pink, and very easy to raise.

When Ozaki saw Qingyue watering the plants, he peeked over and his eyes lit up.

"Yuecheng, your peach eggs are so well grown, they're so beautiful."

"Your hydrangeas are... rather sparse?"

Qingyue looked at the potted plant in her arms and struggled to find a word to describe it. How could it have grown like this? There were only one or two petals left!

"This is really too difficult to raise." Ozaki scratched his head sheepishly.

She didn't know how it got like this. Other people's hydrangeas had their petals fully open, but hers were only scattered. Yet, she wasn't dead. It was so difficult. How was she supposed to record this plant?

"Perhaps you could grow a cactus?" Qingyue suggested. "They're quite resilient."

Ozaki sighed heavily: "That was my initial plan, but then I saw that the hydrangeas at the flower shop were nice, so I changed them. It seems that it still won't work."

Qingyue: "If you really like it, you can consult those classmates who grow hydrangeas and discuss it with each other. Your flower is still alive, so it should be able to recover a bit."

"I did consult..." Ozaki-kun hunched over, completely listless.

Qingyue opened her mouth, but ultimately kept it closed.

She's really quite impressive in some ways...

"I think I'll choose a plant that's easier to care for. Goodbye, Yuecheng."

Ozaki placed her flowerpot in the sun, intending to go to the flower shop to buy seeds for other plants; she had already given up hope on this hydrangea.

Goodbye, Ozaki-kun.

After comparing them, Qingyue liked her peach egg even more; it really looked like a small section of a peach blossom branch.

Tennis club.

Kirihara Akaya happily carried a bag to training.

"Aka, what have you brought this time?" Marui Bunta asked curiously, peeking through a corner of the window.

"These are some snacks my cousin made in baking class, Marui-senpai, here you go." Kirihara Akaya generously took out a small cupcake and handed it over.

"Thank you."

Marui Bunta took it and immediately began to eat.

"Wow, this tastes pretty good!"

He often makes desserts in the baking classroom, and it's safe to say that no one in the entire school makes them better than him.

I never expected Kirihara Akaya's cousin to be such a good cook.

Niou Masaharu walked over: "Why haven't I seen you so generous in sharing your baking lessons before?"

“My cousin made too much this time, I can’t finish it all.” Kirihara Akaya scratched his hair.

They would save him a portion before, but it was only enough for one person, so he was reluctant to share it and finished it on the way to the club.

Jackal Kuwabara: "Let me try it. Marui praised it, so it seems your skills are truly exceptional."

"Yes, we have them all."

Kirihara Akaya generously took out several cupcakes.

It seems we really overdid it this time; they all actually got a share, which is quite rare.

The main problem was that there were too many kinds of fruit, and Qingyue made too many cake bases at once, so she used them all.

Yukimura Seiichi gave a positive assessment: "Mmm, it's really delicious."

He doesn't like desserts because they're too sweet. This cake isn't too sweet, but it's not bland either, which suits his taste quite well.

Sanada and Yanagi Renji nodded in agreement, confirming that it was indeed good.

"Right."

Hearing them praise his cousin's cooking skills as if they were praising themselves made him very happy.

Wait, what did he see?

"what!!!"

Kirihara Akaya stared at Yukimura Seiichi and shouted.

"Kirihara, what are you doing?" Yagyu Hiroshi covered one ear, almost getting tinnitus.

"Minister, you...you..."

Kirihara Akaya pointed at the sweatband on Yukimura Seiichi's head and the light purple wristband on his wrist, pointing back and forth.

Yukimura Seiichi looked at him with a smile, "You only just noticed?"

The reaction was a bit slow.

Genichiro Sanada scolded, "Kirihara, how dare you point fingers at your senior so casually? You're being far too lax. Double the training from now on."

"No, no, it wasn't the vice minister, I didn't mean it." Kirihara Akaya quickly withdrew his hand and waved it.

Genichiro Sanada: "If you do it and still won't admit it, I'll double it."

"No, Vice Minister, I was wrong."

Kirihara Akaya was on the verge of tears. If he hadn't been so close, he would have clung to his leg and begged for mercy.

After recording Kirihara's punishment, Yanagi Renji looked over and said, "Hey, Yukimura, you've changed your green sweatband to white. What made you suddenly want to change it?"

Yukimura's sweatband has always been the same color, green, and he hasn't changed it for years. Why did he suddenly change it? The same goes for his wristbands. He usually wears grayish-white ones, but today he changed them to light purple. It's not like him at all.

Yukimura Seiichi touched the wristband: "It was a gift from someone, so I couldn't waste their good intentions. The previous one was also getting a bit worn, so I replaced it."

"Well."

Kirihara Akaya stared resentfully at Yukimura Seiichi.

Unexpectedly, it was the minister who helped my sister. In other words, the minister knew my sister's true colors. If it were anyone else, he would definitely be wary, but unfortunately, this person is the minister, and he doesn't dare... he doesn't have the guts.

If the vice minister finds out he's causing trouble behind the scenes, he'll definitely beat him up.

Jackal Kuwabara scratched his bald head, utterly puzzled: "The captain just changed his equipment, Akaya, why are you making that face?"

Yukimura Seiichi put his index finger to his lips and smiled.

"…No."

Kirihara Akaya's lower lip was pouting high.

We should still thank the minister. If he hadn't helped my sister, she would have been in great danger that night. She might have been caught in the rain for a long time and would definitely have developed a fever.

"Thank you."

The others looked at Kirihara Akaya and Yukimura Seiichi with confusion, wondering what they were talking about.

But no one answered their questions.

"Alright, the cake's all gone. Let's start training." Yukimura Seiichi smiled gently and clapped his hands.

...

Qingyue walked along the path leading to the tennis court. She usually passed by to catch a glimpse of Xiao Ye's training, but this time was different.

"cousin."

Kirihara Akaya waved and shouted happily to the people above.

He's already revealed it to the senior students, so he doesn't need to pretend he doesn't know them anymore and can greet them openly.

Everyone looked over when they heard the sound.

Qingyue stiffened. How could Xiao Ye greet her? Usually, he would just glance at her and then do nothing when he knew she was going home.

Why is everything so strange today? Has their relationship been discovered?

How could that be? She has such a keen sense of stealth; she always observes her surroundings for a long time. How could she have been exposed?

She nodded to them as they looked down at the tennis court below.

The one with the most direct gaze was Yukimura Seiichi.

Knowing that her glasses were fogged up and others couldn't see her clearly, she still looked back at him openly, her expression complicated.

Yukimura Seiichi sensed that Tsukishiro was also looking at him.

P.S.: Niou Masaharu retired because he couldn't play tennis in U17 anymore, but in this fanfiction, he's still playing, and the main cast remains the same.