Chapter 120: The Utility of Appearance

Early in the morning, he woke up and opened the window to greet the beautiful sunlight.

Aoki Tsukasa leaned against the window sill, stretching lazily as he gazed at the bright, radiant morning outside.

Yesterday, he had taken a day off, skipping both his boxing practice and the evening dream training session, allowing himself a full day of rest. Now, upon waking, not only had his cold completely vanished, but even the lingering soreness from training had been replaced by renewed energy.

Tsukasa casually played a song on his phone and began humming along as he started tidying up his home.

In the living room, he mopped the floor while rhythmically bobbing his head to the music, occasionally awkwardly twisting his arms and legs in time with the beat.

“Is breakfast ready yet?” Sora yawned as she came downstairs, immediately stopping in her tracks when she saw Tsukasa moving stiffly to the music like a wooden puppet. She stood there, wide-eyed, exchanging a surprised glance with him.

Finally, she burst out laughing.

Tsukasa scratched his head awkwardly. “Uh, good morning.”

“Suu...” Sora called his name with a teasing tone.

Tsukasa quickly avoided her gaze and said, “Breakfast’s not ready yet. There’s still a lot of porridge left from last night, so let’s just have that for now.”

“Oh.” Sora nodded obediently and was about to turn back upstairs.

“Wash your face!” Tsukasa called after her.

Leaning lazily against the wall, Sora’s silver hair fell softly around her face, her sparkling eyes looking at him with a hint of coquettishness. “I showered yesterday.”

“You still have to wash your face!” Tsukasa smiled warmly at her. “With such a pretty face, you have to take good care of it.”

Sora blushed slightly as she headed to the sink. “Dummy! I’m hungry.”

It seemed that when she was shy, she’d get a little annoyed? Tsukasa felt like he understood her a bit better now.

“Alright, I’ll heat up the porridge.” Tsukasa put down what he was doing and stood behind her, watching her brush her teeth with foam around her mouth. It was kind of adorable.

Sora stared at Tsukasa in the mirror, her body stiffening as he came up behind her, almost pressed against her.

What was he up to? Her cheeks flushed even deeper.

Tsukasa reached for a towel beside her, wiped the sweat from his face, and laughed at her intense gaze fixed on his reflection. “What are you staring at?”

Sora said nothing, just flushed and brushed her teeth vigorously.

Looking at their reflections side by side, Tsukasa couldn’t help but laugh. “We make a good match, don’t we? We even look alike. From now on, if we say we’re siblings, people might actually believe it.”

Sora shot him a displeased glare, silently thinking, Who in the world would say that we’re siblings...

Still, they did share some similarities—their noses were fairly prominent, and their lips quite thin.

Hmm, perhaps that’s why the saying goes: “Ugly people each have their own unique features, but beautiful people tend to look alike.”

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