"Hehe~~"

Looking at Qingteng's outstretched hand, Souji giggled a few times, and then put his little hand into Qingteng's calloused palm.

Souji's hand was very small and delicate, as if it could be broken easily with just a touch. It didn't look like the hand of a female swordsman at all.

Qingdeng used his right hand, the hand holding the knife, to tightly hold the catkin in his palm, firmly and forcefully yet without losing warmth.

"Hehe~~"

Two more silly giggles.

The river embankment the two of them were currently on was far away from human habitation, and the direction they were heading in happened to be the direction of the suburbs.

For a moment, they completely left the hustle and bustle of the world behind them, and the surroundings became increasingly quiet.

The grass beside my feet swayed and rustled like waves in the wind.

Suddenly, a small bridge came into view of the two of them.

"Ah, Mr. Tachibana, look, there is a bridge over there!"

The General Secretary pointed to the bridge, then took Qingdeng and hurriedly ran towards this ancient bridge with no other passers-by except fallen leaves and dust.

Dongdongdong... When you step on the bridge, the sound is very much like drumming.

"Hahaha, the scenery here is so beautiful!"

The chief executive, who was leaning most of his body on one side of the bridge, happily looked at the river flowing under the bridge with joy on his face.

The calm water surface is a pure blue color, and the clear blue sky casts thousands of lights on the trickling river.

Qingden leaned forward and leaned against the general secretary.

Sunshine, blue sky, rivers, ancient bridges, and... smiles that are beaming because they are moved by the beautiful scenery in front of them - all these combine to form an incredibly beautiful and moving picture.

Qingden silently took this beautiful scene, which was like a treasure to him, into the depths of his eyes and heart. Then, while showing a slight smile, he stretched out his other hand that was not holding hands with Souji, and spoke with a soothing smile.

The rhythm caressed Souji's hair.

"Huh? Why are you touching my hair all of a sudden? Is there anything dirty in my hair?"

Qingden shook his head.

"It's nothing. It's just that... I can't help but want to touch my lover."

"Hmm..." Souji turned his head away shyly, "Don't make my hair dirty and messy..."

To be honest, Aomori has long wanted to touch Souji's light and flexible high ponytail.

Especially when I saw it swaying with Souji's jumping, it was even more difficult to suppress the feeling of "wanting to touch it and pull it".

It must feel very good - Qingdeng firmly believes it.

Facts have proved: it is indeed the case.

Souji obviously doesn't use hair care products often, but her hair quality is surprisingly good.

Maybe this is the so-called "natural beauty".

When he touched Souji's hair, Qingto's fingers almost slipped away because the touch was too soft.

For a moment, he had the illusion that he was not touching his hair, but a piece of top-quality silk.

Since Souji's hair felt much more comfortable than expected, Aonto took great pleasure in playing with Souji's ponytail.

Sometimes he pulled gently, sometimes he pulled slightly, sometimes he smoothed it, sometimes he wrapped it around his fingers... When he came to his senses, Souji had his mouth full like a squirrel with his mouth full of food, and his eyes were white and red.

There is a cute little bump on each cheek.

"Tachibana-kun, are my braids so fun?"

Well, it's fun. However, it's not so much fun as it's easy to touch - Qingden originally wanted to answer this, but considering that this rhetoric seemed a bit perverted, he changed his mind and said:

"Sorry, your hair is so beautiful, so if you don't pay attention..."

As Qingto spoke, he slowly took back the hand that was touching Souji's hair.

The Souji pursed his red lips thoughtfully.

Then, she took Qingdeng's big palm that had just been put down and put it on top of her head.

"Miss Okita?"

Qingdeng raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"If you like to touch my hair... then go ahead, I don't mind."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the general manager was suppressing his panic and added in a compensatory manner:

"I, I, we are lovers now. Touching hair and so on are just normal interactions between lovers!"

The director's tone sounded like he was reminding Qingden and himself.

"What's more, we can't even talk about that, that kind of thing...ah! Let's not talk about it anymore! Let's not talk about this embarrassing topic!"

The general manager shook his head like a rattle, his ponytail raised high and flying.

Looking at the commander-in-chief who was carefree and messy in the wind, Qingdeng couldn't bear it and let the corners of his mouth extend to the left and right.

He gave Souji a long, ambiguous look... and then continued to play with Souji's ponytail without any courtesy.

It feels really comfortable and addictive.

Souji rubbed his face vigorously, using movements like kneading dough to remove the shame on his face.

After she calmed down a little, she turned her gaze back to the gurgling water outside the bridge.

"Huh... Okay, let's stop joking, let's talk about some... serious things."

——Is it coming?

Qingden smiles.

When Souji suddenly asked him to go out, Qingteng had already guessed that she probably wanted to chat with him about some important private matters.

Qingto assumed a posture of listening attentively, and at the same time, he kept moving his hands, holding hands with Souji with one hand, and continuing to play with Souji's ponytail with the other hand.

"Ji Jun, I thought about it for a long time last night."

"As expected... I still want to marry you."

The pretty face that had cooled down just now was dyed vermilion again.

While suppressing her shyness, she raised her gaze and looked straight into Qingdeng's eyes.

"I like you so much that I am willing to marry you now."

"But... if I still marry you even though I know that you will most likely marry another woman in the future... I will still feel uncomfortable in my heart..."

"Although it is a very common thing for a good man to have three wives and four concubines, I should not be a jealous woman, and I have said to myself countless times: 'This is not a big deal, even if Mr. Orange will

Marrying Zuo Nazi, Miss Kinoshita or other women will not cause me any injustice, but I still can't become so mature..."

"I want to monopolize Tachibana Aoden...this is my true thoughts now."

"At the moment, I am unable to openly face 'Tachibana Aoshinobu's other wives'."

"However... I can say to you with all my heart: 'I won't allow you to marry another woman' - I can't do this kind of thing..."

At this moment, there was a gentle breeze.

Souji's hair...the ponytail on the back of her head, and the temples on both sides were swaying in the wind. She held it with her long, green-white fingers, her expression so gentle.

"I am the kind of person who would rather suffer myself than see the people I cherish suffer."

"My sister and Kondo-san always criticize my personality, saying, 'My personality is very disadvantageous' and so on."

"Although my sister and others have harsh words, I still don't think there is anything bad about my personality."

"Because I insist on opposing your marriage to another woman, causing you to be in a dilemma and sad... I don't want this kind of thing."

"So, Mr. Tachibana, I have a suggestion now - let's each take a step back."

"3 years...no, 5 years is enough!"

The director extended a slap in the face.

"If you can convince both Zonazi and Miss Kinoshita to marry you within five years, then I am willing to work with them to support you without any regrets."

"On the contrary...please stay with me alone forever."

Qingdeng felt little bits of nervous sweat oozing out from the catkins in his palms.

"Although I am not as lovely as Miss Kinoshita, nor as outstanding as Zuo Nazi, my feelings for you... my desire to be your support will never lose to them!"

"No matter what the future holds, I will definitely make you sigh sincerely: There is no better wife than me in this world."

"This proposal...what do you think?"

Qingden blinked.

——5 years...

It is January of 1861... In other words, I will marry Sonako and Mai Kinoshita before January of 1866...
To be continued...