Hikigaya, the Son-in-law of Three Surnames

Perhaps it was because the young man's words and actions were very peaceful and he did not do anything inappropriate.

Perhaps the two of them formed a subtle "comrade-in-arms" relationship.

Or perhaps, during these three days, Kato Megumi admired his abilities from the bottom of her heart.

Although he is only a few years older than her and Ren, there is an overwhelming gap in their "life experience".

From big things like overall project control, sponsor negotiations, and media channel selection to small things like what to eat for breakfast today, he can solve a bunch of extremely complicated things with just a few words, and he always looks so relaxed that it makes people want to punch him.

Today is the end of the second day, and she has nothing to do tomorrow. After the financing meeting and the celebration party, she will return to Kato Megumi's life... or become Miss Megumi completely, but she has not yet decided.

When I raised my head, I found that the young man was looking at me.

"You have acne again." Hachiman said frivolously.

Kato Megumi immediately covered her nose with both hands. The memory of having her pimples squeezed by him before was simply another form of nightmare.

But her reaction made the young man laugh.

Kato Megumi couldn't help but puff up her cheeks, and finally she couldn't help laughing.

Once you get to know him for a long time, his nonchalant and open-minded attitude will make you feel like a fool for always struggling with it.

However, their relaxed atmosphere could not be maintained soon. Suddenly, an alarm bell rang in the comic exhibition. Just when Kato Megumi was a little at a loss, she saw Hachiman took off his suit jacket and put it on her. There was still a faint smell of tobacco on the jacket, and the young man took out a duck hat from somewhere and put it on.

"It's the fire warning bell. The venue should have started to sprinkle water. I have a bad feeling. I hope I'm wrong."

"Hey...wait..."

But ignoring Kato Megumi's words, Hachiman held her hand and took her away to the place where the McLaren P1 was parked. However, the crowd was still gathered in the Tokyo exhibition hall. Fearing the fire alarm, everyone was rushing to run out, and people began to squeeze into each other.

The scene suddenly became chaotic, with people even trampling each other. But if you look closely, there is no smoke or fire in the venue at all.

Hachiman looked around and, as he expected, the plainclothes security guards responsible for his safety had been dispersed by the crowd. After contacting their meeting place through headphones, Hachiman continued to walk forward with the dazed Kato Megumi.

Amid the crowd, the young man held the girl in his arms. Just when Kato Megumi felt that she had crossed the line, a small knife came out from somewhere, and the sharp and cold light came towards her.

Just as her mind went blank, the hand behind her slammed heavily on the hand holding the knife like a sharp sword.

Snap, making a crisp sound.

The knife fell to the ground.

The young man pulled the murderer in white robe out with a fierce pull. Kato Keishita was pushed away in an instant. Then Hachiman's hands were pressed tightly on the head of the white robed man who had lost his balance. His right foot bounced up like a snake, leaving only an afterimage, and his knee hit the white robed man's face heavily.

"Ahhhhhhhhh..."

The man in white robe screamed and fell to the ground. As a result, the young man stepped hard on his head and it hit the hard concrete floor with a dull sound. Fresh red blood gradually flowed from his head, staining a picture of hellish evil spirits on the asphalt road.

Hachiman's movements were extremely natural and neat, without any delay.

The people nearby also screamed when they saw such violent and bloody acts.

"Walk."

But the young man seemed to ignore it and held Kato Megumi in his arms and pushed through the crowd.

Obviously his methods were so brutal, but when she thought of the knife that made her mind turn pale just now, the young man's bloody behavior gave her a sense of security.

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Chapter 33: Kato Megumi, You Must Be a Good Person

The people from Zunxing Sect really didn't let him plan his plans so easily. This time they planned to cause a commotion at the comic convention to break up the security forces around him and then ambush him. It was obvious that someone was directing this from behind.

Just as Hachiman knocked down the cultist in white again, a man in a shirt suddenly pulled out a machete and slashed at his face from the crowd swarming around him.

Kato Hui was startled, but saw the young man pull out a strange-looking wide-bladed dagger with a swastika guard from his waist to block the machete, and then kicked the shirt man in the crotch with a whip-like kick like a poisonous snake. The force was so great that Hui seemed to have auditory hallucinations of broken bones, and the shirt man fell to the ground and twitched.

"Why are you making such a painful expression? You don't have that thing, so it won't explode." Hachiman was staring around and still chatting leisurely.

"Disgusting." Kato Megumi said with a little disdain. No matter what happens, the young man's confident look can always infect people.

Another man attacked with a knife, and the young man used the knife to cut his hand tendons sharply and accurately, and then hit his kidneys hard and rapidly.

"You should say disgusting, that would be cuter." Hachiman looked at the two people slumped on the ground. The staggered attacks from the thugs in religious clothes and those pretending to be pedestrians mixed in the crowd kept him on edge, which was quite interesting.

"Evil...heart?"

The constant danger and the war-like young man made Kato Megumi, who had never experienced such a thing, a little confused. Her strongly beating heart painted a thick layer of color on the painting of praise for life.

The young man couldn't help laughing. He held the girl in his right hand and used his left hand to push away the crowd.

Then they experienced three or four waves of attacks, which were resolved by Hachiman fiercely and cleanly. People kept falling to the ground on the road. Unless they were monsters with physical strength and skills like Minamoto no Raikou, the life-and-death struggle would not exceed ten seconds. The difference between life and death was just a matter of seconds.

Finally I got back to the McLaren P1, and suddenly someone raised a knife again.

"Fuck you, why are you chopping the car? Are you crazy?" The usually emotionally stable young man got angry and used the guard of his sword to block the knife that was about to hit the luxury car.

Is this cutting the car? What is cut is his heart. He can't afford to pay for it even if MMP sells it.

Hikigaya, who is desperate for money, Hachiman has a heart as sharp as a sword.

"Because you don't feel any pain when I cut you." No one knew where this cultist found this funny guy from, but his thinking was too strange.

"That makes sense." Hachiman praised him and rewarded him with a kick that could cut off his offspring.

"Get in the car." The young man shouted to Kato Megumi.

But Kato Megumi walked to a place not far from the McLaren P1: "Wait..."

Kato Megumi saw and heard a baby's cry not far away. A woman fell to the ground with the baby in her arms crying. It seemed that the mother was pushed down and injured in the crowd.

The girl ran over and helped the young mother up: "How are you?"

Kato Megumi saw that there was a break on her head.

"I...I'm fine, thank you...little girl..."

Just when she wanted to help the young mother up, she suddenly found that her eyes were wrong. There was a subtle turbidity and fanaticism, but not the confusion after a concussion. The next moment, a small knife appeared in the woman's hand, and the girl's scalp suddenly went numb.

The cold light stabbed out, but Kato Megumi was dragged backwards by a huge force, just avoiding the dagger that was stabbing straight at her.

But the woman did not seem disappointed. Instead, she showed a crazy smile as if she had expected it. The child's crying sounded even more tragic. She did not retract the knife, but swung it horizontally.

Hachiman groaned. Because of the action of rescuing Kato Megumi just now, his body was now tense. Seeing that the dagger was about to cut his abdomen, his abdominal muscles suddenly exerted force and his whole body arched like a shrimp to avoid the dagger. However, the moment the tip of the dagger passed by, he still felt a burning pain in his abdomen.

A hint of coldness flashed in the young man's eyes, and he swung his palm-shaped sword towards her neck, as sharp as a snake. Fear appeared on the woman's face, but Hachiman looked at the crying baby in her arms, sighed in his heart, flipped the sword, and hit her neck with the back of the sword, and she fainted.

"Let's go." Hachiman helped Kato Megumi up and protected her as if nothing had happened. The girl looked at the baby crying on the ground, pursed her lips and said nothing.

Sitting in the car, the young man's lips seemed pale for some reason, and he lowered his head as if he had done something wrong when he saw Kato Megumi.

Yawata started the McLaren P1 and left the chaotic venue with the deep and rich exhaust sound.

"Why would there be a mother... willing to take risks with her own child?" Kato Megumi felt very uncomfortable.

"Don't try to understand the logic of a madman, it will only lead to confusion." The young man's words were still as free and easy as ever.

Kato Megumi also knew this truth, but what made her feel uncomfortable was not only this, but also that her kind act just now had put herself and the young man in danger.

"Do you feel that you shouldn't meddle in other people's business and that you shouldn't be taken advantage of by others out of kindness?" It was not difficult for him to understand the psychology of this little girl.

Kato Megumi lowered her head slightly, as if what the young man said was right, and then she discovered that the clothes on Hachiman's abdomen were stained red with blood...from the woman's knife just now.

Seeing that he was discovered, Hachiman smiled helplessly, his lips gradually turning pale. After making sure that there were no cars chasing him, he parked the McLaren P1 on the side of the road and undressed.

A line of blood oozed out from three inches above his navel. The young man began to sweat coldly and groaned.

Kato Hui panicked immediately, and felt even more guilty. If she hadn't been so kind and meddling in other people's business...

The young man, who was sweating coldly, was still laughing: "Why, are you disappointed with the world? Kato Megumi, it is much harder to be a good person than a bad person in this world."

It is human nature to seek benefits and avoid harm. When kindness does not receive positive feedback or even has to pay a price, it is easy to be disappointed with the world, human nature, and even with oneself for being so stupid.

If you don't have millions of dollars, who would dare to help others cross the road?

The young man approached the co-pilot, opened the storage box and rummaged through it. His body was now close to the girl's, but he did not feel the slightest bit disgusted, only full of guilt.

As expected of a luxury car, it was well prepared. The young man took out a medicine box from the storage box and took out disinfectant, hemostatic powder and bandages.

He took off his clothes and stuffed disinfectant into Kato Megumi's hand.

"Please pour it on my wound." The young man half-lay down and bit his white shirt that was soaked with blood.

Kato Megumi trembled as she opened the disinfectant and, somewhat timidly, poured it on the bloody wound.

The disinfectant stimulated the young man's strong abdomen and caused it to tremble continuously. Beads of sweat the size of beans oozed from his forehead.

The intense pain made Hachiman bite his white shirt tightly.

My McLaren P1!!!

Seeing the disinfectant mixed with blood seeping onto the seat, Hachiman felt extremely distressed.

After a while, after cleaning the wound, Hachiman loosened his white shirt and sprinkled medicine powder on the wound, but he saw that Kato Megumi's eyes were already full of tears.

"Hikigaya-san.....I'm sorry..."

For the first time, the girl called his name, her voice sounding somewhat sad.

As the bleeding began to stop, Hachiman slowly breathed a sigh of relief, then asked, "Why do you want to apologize?"

"Eh...but, because of me...you got hurt." Kato Megumi's tears kept flowing out.

In just three days, her emotions became more complex than in the past twenty years. Guilt, sadness, disappointment and other negative emotions suddenly burst out after seeing others getting hurt for her.

"You mean to apologize for doing a good thing?"

Hachiman asked back, then his blood-stained hand slowly stroked the corners of Kato Megumi's eyes, wiping away the tears, leaving blood marks.

"But I..." Kato Megumi was speechless for a moment.

The young man was struggling to wrap the bandage around the wound. Seeing this, Kato Megumi hurried over to help, gently stroking the young man's abdominal muscles with trembling fingers.

"Kato Megumi, it takes courage to do good things. I am a timid person, so I lost this courage a long time ago. But I still think that people who can do good things are really amazing, just like you just did."

Hachiman watched the girl bandage his wounds. The occasional pain made his words intermittent and he sounded very weak.

"But I....I hurt you."

"Don't blame yourself for other people's mistakes. Didn't I fix the problem for you? Even though it cost me a lot, hahahahaha...ah..."

Hachiman couldn't help laughing, but ended up touching the wound, causing him to feel excruciating pain.

"I can't do anything anymore, but you can, so, Kato Megumi, you have to be a good person."

Perhaps, as Murasaki Shikibu said, she saw her past self in Kato Megumi.

Due to blood loss and wound repair, Hachiman's mind slowly became distracted, and he slowly fell asleep.

Seeing that the wound stopped bleeding and his breathing became steady, Kato Megumi felt a little relieved.

Kato Megumi couldn't help but move closer to his face. His handsome face, which usually looked frivolous and irresponsible, actually looked cute when he was asleep.

Kato Megumi, you have to be a good person.

The young man’s words just now rang in her ears, making Hui’s heart tremble, and she whispered subconsciously.

"But it's not like every time I do good things and get into trouble, there's always someone to help me make up for it."

Chapter 34: Because You Have No Brains

Driving the McLaren P1 back to Shinjuku, the luxury car worth tens of millions attracted a lot of attention, which troubled Hachiman who wanted to hide.

After a short rest, although the wound was still sharply painful, it did not hinder his movements. At this moment, they had to return to the company as soon as possible. The people brought from Chiba were also there. It would be foolish for him to fight like a trapped beast while injured.

But things went against their wishes. As soon as they got off the car, they were attacked by the cultists. Although they managed to knock them down, even Kato Megumi could see that the young men's movements were no longer as neat and free as they were at the beginning. She pursed her lips, but no longer blamed herself.

Hachiman had no choice but to take Kato Megumi into the alley, but just as he turned the corner, a large machete chopped down on him, pushing Kato Megumi away. The young man holding two knives pushed the machete away with his left knife, with coldness in his eyes. He cut the tendons with his right hand and pulled back with his left hand to cut the trachea. The sharp butterfly knives chopped heavily on the cultist's back, splashing countless blood.

This time, the palm-shaped sword is fully sharpened.

Murder... Seeing the man in religious clothing falling to the ground, Kato Megumi finally realized what Hachiman had done.

The next moment, the young man looked at her with cold murderous intent in his eyes.

"Ah..." Kato Megumi couldn't help but take a step back. Seeing the knife in his right hand stabbing at her, Kato Megumi couldn't help but avoid her eyes in fear, but she only heard a scream behind her. Kato Megumi opened her eyes and turned her head, and found that someone was behind her at some point, but at this moment she was covering her right eye and struggling.

The young man lit a cigarette at this moment, his face covered in blood but with a relaxed smile: "Why, are you afraid that I will kill you to silence you? Then I will definitely use the Eighteen A Wei Moves first this, then that, and then that again."

The frivolous eyes looked at Kato Megumi's backless dress at the moment. Kato Megumi also felt a little ashamed of her fear of the young man just now. However, even though she heard his frivolous words, she was not angry, because she saw beads of sweat on his forehead starting to appear again, even though he looked very relaxed.

Kato Megumi gritted her teeth, her heartstrings trembling.