My transformation into a beautiful girl started with a hemorrhage.

That kind of dull life was not what she wanted.

She wants to find a white American man, have a sweet and loving relationship, then get married, have children, grow old together, and live a happy life!

Nakai Natsuko, who had been watching from the sidelines, finally couldn't stand it anymore.

This kind of trash dares to seduce the young master of the Miyazaki family.

Nakai Natsuko interrupted their tender moment, saying, "Young Master, Master is still waiting for you at home."

"Ah~" Hayato was so startled when he heard his father's name that he pushed Kanako away abruptly.

He was terrified of his newly adopted father.

For the past three months, he has tried to avoid seeing his father unless absolutely necessary.

Kanako was pushed away, and although she was angry, her face showed only grievance and a faint reluctance.

They've taken hypocrisy to the extreme.

"Then you should go back now. I can handle the rest myself," Kanako said.

She knew that a girl is most attractive to a boy not when she is naked, but when she is a stranger to him.

As the saying goes: what you don't have is always the best.

After a brief encounter, she was already certain that this rich young master had feelings for her.

So she decided to quit while she was ahead.

Hayato saw the reluctance in Kanako's eyes.

The degree of 'reluctance' was just right; any more would seem contrived, and any less would fail to express one's love.

In that instant, a longing welled up inside him; he wanted to make the girl in front of him happy. He... had fallen in love!

Love can be so simple sometimes; all it takes is a glance!

The prerequisite is that you have to be pretty enough.

If you're not pretty and you're broke, you'll end up like that bespectacled guy lying on the ground. Kanako completely ignored him, and Hayato didn't even notice him at first.

He lay there on the ground, and his briefcase was stolen.

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Hayato is at the age where he'd overthink things even if a girl picked up an eraser for him, and seeing Kanako's reluctant gaze, his heart fluttered with joy.

Isn't this just like a scene from a comic book?

Amaterasu is finally starting to notice me! No, not Amaterasu, I remember the god of love was called something... Oh well, whatever, thank you anyway!

He gazed intently at Kanako, trying to make sure he wasn't seeing things.

Kanako did not disappoint him. She glanced at him shyly, then lowered her head bashfully.

Without a word, the two had tacitly confirmed their relationship.

Hayato's gaze towards Kanako changed; it began to show a sense of responsibility.

"No way! How can I let a girl like you go home alone? Kanako-chan, here's my business card. Take it and wait for me. I'll be right back."

Hayato, fearing that Kanako might not be able to find him later, handed over his business card.

Then he turned around, ran to Kōta, who was about ten meters away, and blocked his way.

"Hey, wait a minute!"

Kouta ignored him and continued walking past him.

Seeing this, Hayato ran up to Kouta again, stopped him, and questioned, "How long are you going to keep running away?"

"???"

This time, Kouta stopped in his tracks.

Hayato lectured, "I know you ignored Kanako's cries for help because you were scared, and to be honest, I understand you, because I used to be like you. But now I've changed! I've overcome my past cowardice! I believe you can too! You don't want to be a cowardly and incompetent person your whole life, do you?"

"..."

Kouta... feels like he's encountered a lunatic.

Although he hadn't watched what was happening over there, his extraordinary hearing had given him a pretty good grasp of what had happened.

Kouta couldn't understand why this rich young master, who was doing so well with his girlfriends, would suddenly come up to him and spout such nonsense. Had he lost his mind?

"So what?" Kouta countered.

"So, of course, things will change from now on. Kanako-chan is not feeling well and needs help. I have urgent business to attend to and need to leave. Right now, you are the only person she knows who can help her."

"Oh, I see. But actually, I don't know him. Don't bother me." After saying that, Kouta walked past Hayato again and slowly left.

He had no interest in playing childish dating games with rich young masters.

Hayato was taken aback, turned around, frowned as he looked at Kouta's back, and began to look down on him.

He felt that being cowardly was not terrible; what was terrible was not daring to face one's own shortcomings and not daring to try to change them.

He completely ignored the fact that his so-called change of himself was not truly based on his own will, but rather... the confidence that the Miyazaki Zaibatsu gave him.

“Do you know that your life is destined to be bleak, and you will also cause suffering to those around you, like… the wife you brought to the doctor this morning.”

He had already recognized Kouta as the person he had met that morning.

While at the hospital, he also asked Natsuko to inquire about the girl that Kouta had brought.

Nakai Natsuko truthfully told him about Hui's information.

This includes Hui's illness, the fact that Hui is married and pregnant, and... Kengtai doesn't have enough money to pay for medical expenses.

The only thing they concealed was Hui's beauty.

Hayato was a little disappointed when he heard that Kei had married and was pregnant, but since he had never seen what Kei looked like, he wasn't too disappointed.

Hayato had barely finished speaking.

Kouta stopped in his tracks, turned halfway around, and looked at Hayato with bloodshot eyes.

In that instant, Hayato felt like he was suffocating...

boom!

Kouta's pent-up emotions from the entire day were instantly ignited, and in that instant, his heart began to pound violently like a nuclear engine.

He clenched his fist, his arm muscles tensed, and two oval bulges slowly rose up. With a venting motion, he swept his arm horizontally, the force and speed of which were so great that the air seemed to solidify and be shattered in an instant.

A stone pillar-like utility pole with a vehicle indicator sign and a dense tangle of wires suddenly exploded, sending flying stones like bullets hurtling towards vehicles on the road.

Bang bang bang... puff puff...

"Aaaaaah—Help!!" XN

Several cars had their windows and tires smashed open, resulting in numerous deaths and injuries among the drivers and passengers inside, while the survivors wailed in agony.

The cars crashed together in a chaotic manner, making a "whoosh whoosh..." sound.

"What's going on? What's going on?!"

"Bomb! Bomb attack!!"

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People were in a panic, screaming and running in all directions... The scene was chaotic.

Chapter 424 Hazuki Miyamori

Kouta punched a telephone pole as thick as an elephant's leg, and the blow left his muscular arm slightly red. Although it wasn't enough to break any bones, it did scrape his skin.

The pain in his arm brought him back to his senses.

He immediately remembered that Hui was in need of his care. What would happen to Hui if something happened to him?

So, he gave a cold glance to Miyamori Hayato, who was already stunned and questioning his existence, his eyes cold and full of warning, before turning around and disappearing into the chaotic crowd.

Fortunately, when the crowd heard the thunderous explosion, their innate fear was triggered, and they fled in panic without daring to look around. In addition, the collapse of the power pole caused a local power outage, so no one saw that it was Kouta who did all of this.

"Young Master, Young Master! Are you alright? It's dangerous here, come with me quickly!" Nakai Natsuko rushed anxiously to Hayato's side, and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that he was not injured.

She hadn't seen what happened because Hayato was blocking her view and it was dark.

She grabbed Hayato and ran towards the car, because it was an armored vehicle and the safest place around.

Hayato Miyamori was stunned, as if he had lost his mind. Half of it was from fear, and the other half was from the collapse of his worldview. The scene he had just witnessed kept replaying in his mind...

It wasn't until Nakai Natsuko led him into the black sedan that he snapped out of his daze, seeing the familiar scene and people inside.

He looked at Nakai Natsuko and abruptly asked, "Natsuko-nee, do you think there's anyone in this world who can punch a telephone pole and blow it to pieces?"

"Huh!?" Nakai Natsuko was clearly taken aback. She never expected Hayato to ask such a stupid question, but she still asked seriously, "Young Master, what kind of telephone pole is it?"

Even the most common kind on the street.

“Young Master, that’s impossible!” Nakai Natsuko replied decisively. “Even a world boxing champion, wearing steel gloves, couldn’t break a telephone pole with one punch, let alone ten, a hundred, or ten thousand punches.”

After she finished speaking, Nakai Natsuko suddenly paused.

Because she immediately realized that the explosion site seemed to have only blown down a utility pole.

She didn't realize it at the time because of the emergency, but now she finds it strange because the young master was so close to the explosion site, yet he was completely unharmed.

As she recalled Hayato's question, a possibility that defied all expectations began to surface in her mind...

However, the most urgent thing is to leave this place first.

The black sedan started quickly and drove away in a few breaths, taking Kanako Uehara with it.

In the scattered crowd, diagonally opposite the broken and collapsed utility pole, at the entrance of a small alley about fifty meters away.

"Miss, get out of here quickly, they're catching up!" A man in black, clutching his injured arm, said to a young girl beside him, his tone respectful.

He held a silenced pistol in his hand, his sunglasses were gone, and he kept looking anxiously into the depths of the alley and out onto the street.

The young woman wore a beige coat, a scarf, and a black hat, concealing her face and physical features, but even so, her noble air was undeniable.

"Daishi, did you see that just now?" The girl stared intently at the broken telephone pole, witnessing Kouta's disappearance. Her deep blue eyes shone with a profound light, as if she were plotting something.

"What do you see?" the man asked, puzzled.