All the Heroines are my Ex-girlfriends

"Mafuyu-sensei, this is the first time I've felt like this."

"So it's really possible to be so happy before a trip that you can't even sleep."

( ๑ ˃̵ᴗ˂̵)و ♡

Yukino sighed emotionally.

Kirisu Mafuyu's forehead was covered in black lines.

In the middle of the night, Yukino suddenly ran over and knocked on her door.

She thought something serious had happened.

But it turned out Yukino was just too excited about the upcoming trip to sleep.

You've already graduated college and started working—why are you acting like an elementary school girl about to go on a field trip?

<(ꐦㅍ _ㅍ)>

Thinking back to high school, every time there was a school trip coming up, Yukino...

She always had that indifferent look, unable to understand the excitement of the people around her.

Kirisu Mafuyu really wanted to go on a rant, but in the end, she held back.

Her eyes unconsciously wandered around the room.

"Now that you mention it, Mafuyu-sensei's room is really neat."

"As expected of a sensei, everything is meticulous and flawless."

( •͈૦•͈ )

Yukino's eyes scanned the room too.

Then she marveled at how tidy it was.

This was her first time entering Kirisu Mafuyu's room.

Before this, they'd only ever talked in Yukino's room.

A cold sweat broke out on Kirisu Mafuyu's forehead.

(｡Ó﹏Ò｡)

Good thing Yukima Azuma had come over yesterday to help her clean up a bit.

Otherwise...

Well, otherwise she wouldn't have opened the door for Yukino at all.

Her teacher image had been saved!

( • ̀ω•́ )✧

"It's nothing, really... I'm just used to it,"

Kirisu Mafuyu replied, a little guilty.

She really was used to it.

But what exactly she was used to—only she knew.

Mafuyu: (๑>؂•̀๑)

Yukino nodded in understanding.

Sasuga Mafuyu-sensei, so capable and admirable.

ദ്ദി(ᵔᗜᵔ)

Right after that, Yukino's attention returned to the trip.

"Mafuyu-sensei, can you help me check how this outfit looks?"

Yukino held up a white-and-blue yukata, holding it up against herself to try it out.

A yukata, traditional Japanese attire, looks very similar to a kimono.

Often, even in films, international audiences can't tell the difference between the two.

According to tradition, at temple festivals and such, girls often wear yukata rather than kimono.

Looking at Yukino trying on the outfit,

Kirisu Mafuyu felt a little sentimental.

On one hand, she was emotional about her slow-to-realize student—

Finally finding someone good, her spring heart blossoming, so adorable.

(இ﹏இ`｡)

On the other hand, she felt like she was being force-fed dog food.

It was the kind that sticks in your throat—and had a bitter taste of jealous vinegar.

┻━┻ ︵ヽ(`Д´)ﾉ︵ ┻━┻

Yukino didn't notice her teacher's mood at all.

After showing off a bit, she went back to her room.

Even though she hadn't drunk that cup of coffee,

She still ended up sleeping a bit late.

...

...

The next day.

Yukima Azuma showed up dragging a small suitcase, with a backpack slung over his shoulder.

He got into the car they had booked in advance.

They didn't have much luggage between the two of them.

Yukima Azuma, naturally—being a guy, didn't have many things.

As for Yukino, although she was a girl, she was pretty tidy.

Aside from the clothes she spent all night choosing,

She didn't bring much in the way of makeup or skincare.

Yukino wasn't good at makeup—not interested, and no real reason to learn.

Because she was the kind of girl more beautiful than snow beneath the sky.

That so-called "breathtaking beauty from birth" wasn't just an empty phrase.

Even now, clearly a bit sleep-deprived,

Her face showed no signs of it.

No dark circles at all.

All you could see was lethal charm and mesmerizing beauty.

If Yukino ever did wear makeup, it usually ended up reducing her natural allure instead.

Things like makeup or skincare products were merely optional accessories to her.

(❀´ ˘ `❀)

...

On the Car

Watching the scenery outside the window gradually recede into the distance,

Yukino blinked her big eyes.

Spending more time with Yukima Azuma, she realized that maybe—

She was slowly making up for the emotions she'd missed out on during her student days.

Back then, whenever she sat in a car,

Yukino never had the mood to admire the passing scenery.

Most of her energy was devoted to books or work documents.

Even if she happened to glance outside once or twice, her mind was still occupied with other thoughts.

She never understood those classmates who liked to just stare out the window.

Like the girls who sat in the front row but never paid attention in class—

Instead, they'd be busy watching the boys playing basketball during gym period.

After gazing at the scenery for a while,

Her eyelids, lacking sleep, began to rebel.

At that moment, she felt a warm hand gently resting on her cheek.

Yukino felt herself leaning against a sturdy shoulder.

Smelling that familiar scent,

She unconsciously drifted off to sleep.

໒꒰ྀིっ˕ -｡꒱ྀི১

...

Looking at the girl soundly sleeping against his shoulder,

Yukima Azuma was in a fantastic mood.

Casually pulling his phone from his pocket, he flipped to the front camera and took a selfie with Yukino.

Then sent the photo to Mrs. Yukinoshita.

After the message showed "read,"

A long while later, a single word appeared in the chat: "Umu."

Yukima Azuma's lips curled into a smirk.

Classic robot.

But thinking again—

Just a few more days, and he'd get to watch that beautiful robot lady try to coax her daughter.

Yukima Azuma's mood lifted even more.

...

As they neared the hot spring ryokan in Beppu,

Yukino woke up.

Looking outside, the scenery had completely changed.

Yukino blinked, then softly began humming a cheerful tune.

It was a song familiar to the current generation in Japan—

The theme song from a morning drama series that aired ten years ago.

Turns out, even Yukino watched drama shows back in elementary school.

Yukima Azuma also hummed along with her.

Their two voices harmonized.

"Hope you two have a lovely trip,"

The driver said, stepping down to open the door for them, smiling a bit stiffly.

She had already eaten way too much dog food during the ride.

As a professional driver.

Naturally, she had picked up plenty of couples before.

All ages, even all gender combinations.

Some were way bolder—

She'd even once witnessed an icha-icha couple right on the spot.

╭∩╮( ＾◡＾)╭∩╮

But this level of sweetness between these two—she'd never seen before.

The two of them merely sat there, yet it felt like they were a perfect embodiment of "a match made in heaven."

Just humming a song together was so harmonious, so perfectly matched—

It was enough to make a bystander feel full just from second-hand romance.

...

After collecting their luggage,

Yukima Azuma and Yukino walked hand-in-hand into the ryokan they had booked entirely for themselves.

Rolling in her suitcase, Yukino opened the door to their room.

But the moment she pushed it open, she paused in surprise.

"Are these our company's products?"

In the ryokan room, with just a glance, it was easy to spot various smart furniture items from Laplace neatly arranged throughout.