All Chapters of Do You Love Me, Uncle?: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

SLAP!Kenji, who entered his father's room calmly, was clearly not expecting a slap to land on his cheek. Ryu, who had been following Kenji because he was also summoned, quickly stepped back and kneeled down. This meeting was not going to end well."What...?" Kenji stared at his father, holding his burned cheek."You lied to me! You're still keeping her, aren't you? You kept her close! I told you to stay away from her, but you kept her!"There was no need to say it outright. Kenji was aware of what had enraged him. Ryu's presence was enough explanation. The story was about Akiko and Shingi Fusaya."And you helped him! You helped hide her from me!" Masaki pointed at Ryu, who was now bowing with his forehead touching the floor."Are you insane? You still want her?! Do you want to die?!"As he pointed at Kenji, Masaki yelled. But this time, Kenji didn’t bow. He didn’t want to apologize because he didn’t feel what he did for Akiko was wrong. Deep down, Kenji cursed. He couldn’t understan

To ease her headache, Akiko tied her hair tightly. She didn’t feel like she had drunk much sake, but perhaps she really should cut back on her consumption.The situation wasn’t much different for Kyoko and the others—complaining about their headaches but still reluctantly preparing for today’s race. Looking at the faces of everyone on the field, Akiko was sure they would choose to go home if given the chance.But that offer wasn’t going to come. The event would go on. Thankfully, the spring air was still cool enough—not too hot even with everyone gathered in one place.Everyone who had attended yesterday’s hanami was now filling the small school stadium near the hotel. The school was closed—it was Sunday—and the field was available for use for the day’s event.“Come on.” Akiko tugged on Kyoko's grumbling hand and led her toward the field. The race was about to begin.The types of competitions held today were similar to those at a typical undoukai* (annual sports festival) in schools.

"What's wrong with Mori, anyway? He's actually pretty decent—wait, no, more than decent. He's quite handsome and smart, and frankly, his career at Shingi Fusaya has a bright future. There's nothing wrong with him," Kyoko said while sipping her drink.They were sitting in a café courtyard across from their office building, taking their lunch break. Kyoko might be brutal, but she would never dare to discuss Mori so openly at the office.“If you think he's perfect, why don't you go for him?” Akiko asked, half annoyed.“He’s not interested in me—thankfully. Kyoko shrugged. "And I'm not interested in three-dimensional men," she said.Akiko scoffed, unsurprised by Kyoko’s honesty. After getting to know her better, Akiko had learned that Kyoko was an otaku*. She preferred manga and anime characters over real people, which explained her bluntness when dealing with them.Her taste for men followed suit—

"I can't. I'm sorry, Endo-san. I'm a bit busy tomorrow. One of my family members is visiting Tokyo, and I have to accompany them."Without blinking or hesitation, Akiko made up the lie instantly. It was because she was truly panicking. Who could've predicted that Endo would still pursue her after the Hanami event? Still with the same confidence, Endo suddenly approached her and asked her out. It was too bold.When she ran into Endo, Akiko was on her way to her usual office, after stopping by HR to submit her leave documents. The man asked to speak with her privately, and the conversation that followed was a disastrous idea.Akiko didn't feel like she gave Endo any green light to get closer. She truly didn't expect Endo to think she had enjoyed their conversation in Osaka. Akiko remembered that she had responded to Endo half-heartedly. The signals should have been clear.“Really? What a shame. How about Sunday?” Endo wasn’t g

“What the hell?” Kyoko whispered in confusion, but when she saw Kaede almost running toward Akiko, she quickly understood. Kaede’s face looked terrifying.As Akiko looked at Kaede, she realized how small she was. Akiko knew she wasn’t a tall person—Kyoko was taller than her, and Kaede was even shorter. Akiko didn’t understand why she used to be so afraid of her. But not anymore. There was nothing to fear now. She didn’t need to act respectful towards Kaede or be mindful of her feelings. That wasn’t her responsibility anymore.“You wretched woman!” Kaede cursed as she swung her hand.“Hey!” Luckily, Kyoko was alert and caught the hand before it reached Akiko’s cheek. But Akiko wasn’t standing still like she used to; she stepped back to avoid it.“What are you doing? Trying to hurt someone in public?” Kyoko snapped, pushing Kaede’s hand down and giving her a slight shove. It didn’t matter how old Kaede was; she was aggressive in Kyoko’s eyes.“I just want to teach that wretched woman a