Tokyo: Let the wicked women pay the price!

His voice carried a hint of shock and anger.

Kasuga rushed between Nyaruko and Sai, shielding Nyaruko behind him.

Instead, Nyarko tugged at his clothes from behind.

"What's wrong, Shinya-kun? Don't overreact, Nakamura-kun is just chatting with me."

Hearing Nyaruko's angelic voice, Kasuga breathed a sigh of relief.

What a gentle and lovely girl. It seems Sai hasn't told her about his embarrassing moments yet.

That's good, that's good.

But this feeling, like the Sword of Damocles, made him somewhat uncomfortable.

Suddenly, Nyaruko's phone rang.

She apologized and went to the side to answer the call.

"Yes, Father is eating his lunchbox..."

Haruhi lowered her voice and glared at Nakamura Sai: "What exactly do you want?"

Nakamura's smile was playful, his voice full of provocation: "What do I want to do, Kasuga-kun?"

"I'm just trying to help you. I'm asking Sato what kind of boy she likes."

I asked her, "Did you do it?"

"Would she be more excited during sex if you wore her clothes?"

Do you think you can get a result by simply asking directly about this kind of topic?

These words made Chunri's hands and feet feel cold, and she broke out in a cold sweat.

She seemed to be saying something strange, and even Nyaruko just thought she was a slightly gossipy classmate.

But Haruhi knew very well that she was implying something.

The wind blew in from the edge of the rooftop, making the spring day feel like winter.

To the unsuspecting Nyaruko, it was just that classmate, who was a bit carefree and even mischievous, making some adult jokes between couples in a slightly vulgar but classmate-like way.

At most, she would blush and spit, just like the blush on her face now.

But for Chunri, every word felt like peeling off his skin.

His dark flesh and bones were exposed, along with the sins flowing through his veins from head to toe.

This is no joke.

Looking at Nakamura Sai's twisted smile, Haruhi felt a chill run down her spine.

The other party was using this behavior to remind Kasuga that all his current happy life was nothing but a fleeting dream under Sai's control.

It breaks easily with just one poke.

Not far away, Nyaruko was still on the phone, gently explaining something to her family.

In the shadows, Chunri was like a mangy dog ​​with its spine broken, cold sweat streaming down its forehead, unable to utter a single harsh rebuttal.

Nakamura Sai has left.

But Haruhi clearly felt that an iron curtain called "Nakamura Sai" was looming over his head.

Perhaps, I'll never be able to move on from it in this lifetime.

bang-

The dull thud of the iron gate as Nakamura left was like a heavy sluice gate falling over the spring sun, making it hard for him to breathe.

"Oh, has Nakamura-kun left yet?"

Nyarko's voice came from behind, still with that youthful and energetic demeanor.

"yes......"

Chunri nodded and sat down next to her.

"Shinya-kun, this is tamagoyaki I made myself, you have to eat it all~"

Listening to Nyaruko's sweet and coquettish words and seeing her smiling face, Haruhi's lips curled into a bitter smile.

"Hi, hello~ Thank you Sato-sama~"

The soft and chewy tamagoyaki tastes bland and tasteless when tasted in spring.

The caramelized aroma of the egg pancake was completely gone, and its muddy texture made him feel nauseous.

It's not that the young lady's cooking skills are bad; it's simply that his sense of taste is off.

Instead of receiving the praise she had been longing for, Sato Nyaruko's gaze towards Haruhi gradually turned scrutinizing.

He seemed somewhat distracted.

Nyaruko gradually became preoccupied and spoke much less.

Our first lunch together was silent and awkward.

"I'll take care of it, Shinya-kun."

Even after she put down her chopsticks, there was still half a bowl of rice left in Chunri's bento box.

"Excuse me, I'll be going now."

As she watched spring depart, Nyaruko frowned.

Yesterday was just fine, even a lovely spring day.

Why did you suddenly turn out like this today?

She pursed her lips, somewhat resentful.

This was her first time having lunch with a boy, and the food was tamagoyaki, which she had cooked herself.

Is this really the result?

Where exactly is the problem?

A figure flashed before her eyes: Nakamura Sai, who had just left.

When I saw this guy when spring had just arrived, I clearly made a sound.

After she left, Chunri seemed preoccupied.

It's hard not to connect these two things.

Nyarko sat on the rooftop, looking in the direction where Haruhi had left, her gaze gradually becoming deep.

Is it Nakamura Sai?

I need to find out what the reason is!

......

In the coming period of time.

Springtime makes me increasingly afraid of things being exposed.

Nyaruko is so gentle, so cute, she's like the perfect girlfriend.

He simply couldn't resist this gentle offensive.

He's nothing but a rat in the gutter; a little concern from him can pierce his heart.

Not to mention a saturation attack of this magnitude.

Springtime thus became hopelessly enamored with Nyaruko's tenderness.

Unfortunately.

There was always a shadow of Nakamura Sai lurking around him, constantly reminding him of his wretchedness.

But she no longer gives any tasks or forces Kasuga to do anything.

She would occasionally appear around Kasuga and Nyaruko, saying things that Nyaruko found incomprehensible.

Nonsense about swapping clothes or wearing women's clothing...

Springtime can understand.

This is what he fears most.

If Sai makes all sorts of nonsensical requests, he can understand Sai's needs and is therefore less afraid.

When a task is assigned, they have a virtual contract.

It's as if Sai would keep his secret after he finished his work.

But the other party didn't.

Therefore, Kasuga was always suspicious and would often stay by Sai's side to try and find out what she had to say.

Shinya Kasuga is like a ghost suffering from obsessive-compulsive disorder, his gaze always unconsciously circling around Sai Nakamura.

He would pretend to pass by Sai's desk during breaks and try his best to hear if she mentioned the word "gymnastics uniform" when he saw her chatting with others.

He would even volunteer to stay after school to do his duty, just to test what that devil was up to in the empty classroom, his voice trembling.

The result is always just one sentence.

"I'm trying to help you and Sato get along better, Kasuga-kun."

That very evening after school.

Like a typical Japanese anime protagonist, Haruhi escorted Sato Nyaruko home, then smiled and said goodbye until they met again tomorrow before disappearing near Sato's house.

Everything seemed to be progressing smoothly, except for Nyarlathotep.

She stood by the window on the second floor of the Sato family's house for a long time.

I watched Chunri's retreating figure until he disappeared from sight.

She had been observing from the shadows, but her expression grew increasingly grim each day.

When Nyaruko saw her beloved boyfriend, although she was already immersed in his tenderness, she was drawn to him like a magnet, and moved around Nakamura Sa as the center of her thoughts.

She slammed her hand on the glass, making a dull thud.

A light rain started falling outside the window.

Through the glass, you could see her clenching her teeth, one corner of her mouth twitching incessantly.

For the first time, a look of ferocity and resentment appeared on that delicate, doll-like face.

Her soft, angry yet mournful murmurs echoed softly.

"Shinya-kun...you're my boyfriend..."

"...Isn't that right?"