Hikigaya, the Son-in-law of Three Surnames

"You are now trying to use the bus for personal purposes, do you understand?" Rikka laughed like a silver bell.

"Ah, Rikka-chan is so cunning. I just took a bath and became close with the uncle."

Xin Tiao Qian came out and said unwillingly in a soft voice.

"I'm going to take a shower. I have to go home tonight and the door is curfew." Rikka ignored what Akane Shinjo said, but lifted the sheets and walked into the bathroom on her own.

"Why do you all end up liking Rikka-chan? That's so abominable. Sure enough, all men like this. But I'm a fool. There's no way I can transform into someone like Rikka-chan."

Seeing that Akane Shinjo was holding his hands again, Hachiman hesitated and asked in a low voice.

"Well, Xiao...Xiao Qian, you know how she treats you, well, she will... because of you..."

Well, he couldn't ask at all.

But Shinjo Akane rolled her eyes and said, "Rikka-chan rarely tells people about her own affairs. I didn't expect that the uncle really gets along well with Rikka-chan. So as a special killer, I will tell you a little secret."

Then, Xin Tiao Qian leaned close to his ear and said, "Why do you think I like to do this kind of thing?"

Chapter 62: A Play Within a Play, Part 1 (End)

In the end, Hachiman did not accept the watch that Takanari Rikka gave him. Although he did not have any special skills, as an old man who raised his daughter alone, he still had some self-respect.

And how should I put it, looking at the pretty and young Rika-chan, my mind is a little complicated.

What made it even more difficult for him to explain was that Rikka-chan was not doing this for money or interest, but simply to accompany Akane Shinjo.

And Akane Shinjo did this not simply for money, but to satisfy Rika's unusual voyeurism.

He clearly felt an emotion called "love" from it, but the way the two girls showed their love was too distorted for him.

After leaving the hotel, the three did not separate immediately. Akane Shinjo seemed to have some interest in this timid but kind-hearted uncle. She introduced the local customs of Kabukicho to the houseboy so that he would not be mistaken for a bumpkin when he went there to kill time later.

This made Hachiman feel a little amused and helpless. Why did this girl show her kindness in such a strange place?

"Uncle, don't meddle in other people's business and think you can save us."

You can't decide what is good or bad for us, Takarada Rikka said lightly.

"I know, but....but I still think it's better for you to return to your normal life."

He is obviously a man who is very cowardly under the pressure of life, but occasionally he still has courage from inexplicable places.

"Has anyone ever told you that you're a pushover?" Takarada Rika was too lazy to be angry with him. This was the first time she had met such a clumsy man.

"Ah, uncle, are you planning to support us?" said Akane Shinjo in the front with a giggle.

However, there are more obscure emotions hidden in his eyes.

"Ah, that...I..."

Hachiman is just lame. Regardless of whether he has the desire or not, his wallet can still support him to go out and play occasionally. If he really wants to support two people, his salary is not enough to do that.

"So why don't we keep the happy moment in this moment?"

Akane Shinjo pulled Hachiman, catching him off guard, and Takarada Rikka also followed.

They wandered around Kabukicho amidst the bright lights and nightlife until about ten o'clock. This world was unfamiliar to Hachiman, but this was the world the two girls lived in. It had more colors, more desires, and burned with a stronger fire of life than the normal world.

Being alive and able to feel this emotion so strongly is the greatest meaning of the existence of this place.

But he was just one of the passers-by in their ferry. When he woke up tomorrow, he would return to the struggling adult world. That world was too cruel, and he dared not have any extra fantasies. The boy in his heart had already died with his deceased wife.

In front of Shinjuku Station, Hachiman took out his wallet and gave 30,000 to Akane Shinjo and 15,000 to Rika-chan as agreed.

"Thank you, uncle~" Shinjo Akane kissed the sweetest paper in the world. Rika-chan took the money without saying a word.

"Well, uncle, we'll be leaving now. You can check my Twitter. I've already told you the password. There are a lot of my treasured photos in it."

Akane Shinjo slightly bent her waist, squeezing her beautiful body, and deliberately teased him. Hachiman was still a little embarrassed and couldn't deal with a girl like Akane Shinjo who seemed enthusiastic but didn't know what she was thinking.

"If you're interested, feel free to contact us next time." Rikka-chan spoke more directly.

How should I put it, Hachiman always felt that Akane Shinjo had a slight hostility towards him, but Rikka-chan was more straightforward, so maybe it was just his illusion.

Perhaps what he likes is not just the happiness they bring, but also that they represent his lost youth.

In the past, I used to feel disdain when I saw my boss and colleagues talking about how beautiful young girls they found on the weekend, but it turns out that men are no different.

Just as the two young JKs were about to leave, Hachiman felt extremely lonely for a moment.

"That!" Hachiman suddenly said impulsively.

The girl stopped and turned her head in confusion.

"How much does it cost to support you?" The moment he asked this question, he regretted it. What was he, an idiot, trying to show off?

"Can you afford it?" Liuhua said with a complicated look. She saw his thin wallet and he didn't look like someone who could be rich.

"Yes, can you afford it? It's very expensive." Xin Tiao Qian agreed with a smile.

"I...well...I can work part-time, so I don't have to worry about money, and...well...I don't want to do that kind of thing with you...Ah, no, actually I do want to do that kind of thing...but how should I put it...I want you to live a happier life in a normal world like my...daughter?"

Even Hachiman didn't know what he was saying and started talking nonsense in the middle of the conversation. He might be regarded as a self-indulgent idiot. He was clearly just a rookie who was out playing for the first time, but he mistakenly thought he knew a lot about others.

He also understands that whores are heartless and actors are disloyal.

There are many girls like them, and he knows he can't help them all.

But what can I say, he just wanted to help them.

This...isn't possible?

"Why is there a question mark at the end? What a nice guy." Rikka couldn't help but laugh.

The smile on Akane Shinjo's face faded slightly.

Just as the two were about to say something, someone stood not far away in the bustling crowd at the tram station and looked at them.

"Dad? Shinjo-san, Takarada-san? What are you doing?"

From a distance, Hachiman heard a familiar childish voice, and his heart seemed to be grasped tightly, almost suffocating.

Hachiman turned his head and saw his daughter Rumi-chan, who was wearing the Sobu High School uniform and a scarf. On her back was the violin instrument for her violin lessons. She was holding the hand of a girl named Kyōka-chan, whom Hachiman also knew and who was his daughter's good friend.

Just when he was panicking and trying to explain, Akane Shinjo suddenly came up to him and put her arm around him.

"Ah, isn't this the class monitor, Liu Mei-sama? Is this Liu Mei-sama's father? Of course we are doing something happy."

Are Akane Shinjo and Rikka-chan also students of Sobu High School?

And, he is my daughter’s classmate?

The truth he learned instantly made his brain almost explode.

"Well, we'll go first. Uncle, you were really great tonight~"

After saying this, Akane Shinjo pulled away Rikka, who was hesitant to speak, just as the train was about to close its doors and start.

Hachiman looked at his daughter's eyes filled with astonishment, anger, and disgust, and the loosened mountain in his heart was pressed down tightly again.

"Rubbish."

The daughter said coldly, with tears in her eyes.

Perhaps in the eyes of his daughter, the only merit of this useless father of hers is that he was loyal enough not to find her a stepmother.

But today, she actually witnessed her father having an affair with a classmate. How could she not be disappointed and sad?

Jinghua-chan looked at the two people in a stalemate, her eyes constantly wandering between the uncle and Liumei.

.......................................

Perhaps because she didn't want to face such a father alone, Rumi invited Jinghua to spend the night at her house. Hachiman wanted to say something but stopped himself, and finally realized that he had no right to speak at all.

After returning home, Liumei started taking out ingredients from the refrigerator and started cooking. She never mentioned what had just happened, leaving him a little bit of face, which made Hachiman feel relieved.

Looking at his daughter's back as she cooked, she looked more and more like his wife, and he couldn't look away. The only thing he was proud of in his life was raising this daughter.

He has good family education, excellent grades, and is very sensible. I have understood his hard work since he was a child, and sharing housework such as cooking and washing clothes has made his life a lot easier.

As a result, his daughter developed an independent and non-reliant character since childhood, which sometimes made him regret that he had lost a lot of joy in being a father.

Moreover, he didn't know if this child had reached his rebellious phase recently, as he became more and more impatient with him, which made Hachiman secretly sad.

Suddenly, he thought of the two girls tonight. They were obviously the opposite of his daughter, but he couldn't help thinking about them.

"Dad, I've told you so many times that your and my dirty clothes should be put in two separate baskets. I've already put the baskets in place, why do you still put them together?"

Rumi-chan's angry words brought her back to her senses, and Hachiman quickly came back to her senses and spoke in a hurry.

"I'm sorry, I...will be more careful next time."

I feel like I, as a father, have no dignity at all. I can't help but feel sad.

Liu Mei pursed her lips and said nothing.

"I, I'm going back to my room first. Call me for dinner later."

He ran back to his room as if escaping. He really couldn't face his daughter at this time.

He returned to his room, sat at the half-worn mahogany desk, and gently stroked the desk that his reading-loving wife liked. Although it had become a little old over the years, he still cherished it very much.

Looking at the photo of a family of three on the table, he slowly placed the photo upside down on the table.

I remembered the beautiful figure of that girl again: "Lihua-chan..."

Her every smile, her plump hips and her thin upper body gradually captured his heart bit by bit.

Perhaps it was because she reminded him of his late wife.

"So you like Baoduo-san? She is indeed a beauty."

Suddenly, a bright voice sounded in Hachiman's ears.

"Aaaaaaaaa." Hachiman was frightened to death and turned around to see that Jinghua-chan had entered his room at some point and quietly approached him.

"When did you come in?" Hachiman's voice couldn't help but become a little higher.

But Jinghua-chan pressed her slender fingers on his lips and said, "Keep your voice down. If Liumei-chan misunderstands anything again, she will really explode."

This made Hachiman quickly shut his mouth, and he listened carefully to the fact that there were no unusual footsteps outside before he felt relieved and just breathed a sigh of relief, but the next moment, Kyoka-chan was sitting on his lap.

Hachiman couldn't help but feel a little angry: "Hey, Kyoka-chan."

"Hey, you're having so much fun playing with Baoduo and the others, why can't I? How about you think about what I told you last time?"

Hachiman looked at her pretty face with a little dark tint, and her young and bright eyes were staring at him, shining brightly.

Although she looks a bit like a bad girl, she has been my daughter's friend since childhood, and Hachiman knows that she is a good child at heart.

His recent emotional outburst was not only due to his frustration at work, which led him to vent in Kabukicho today.

Another reason was that I was being harassed by my daughter's friends.

"What's the matter?" Hachiman said pretending to be stupid.

"It's about dating me. I know you're worried about Rumi-chan, so we can date in secret. I won't let her know."

Jinghua-chan sat on his lap, the warm and soft feeling made him very uncomfortable.

"Jinghua-chan, I've told you so many times that you've only put me in the role of your father because you didn't have a father since you were a child. This is not love, you know? I can also treat you like a daughter, but please don't say such things anymore, okay?"

Hachiman tried to persuade her while holding back his emotions.

Jinghua-chan pursed her lips, but her eyes showed no sign of giving up, and then she adopted a roundabout strategy: "Do you know why Liumei-chan hates you recently?"

Bafang suddenly opened his eyes. This girl's mind was indeed not as cheerful and innocent as she seemed on the surface. She immediately grasped his weak spot, which was the source of his recent depression.

"Do you know something?" He couldn't help but grab Jinghua's wrist.

Jinghua-chan smiled sweetly, played with her long hair with her other hand, and whispered in his ear: "If you kiss me, I'll tell you."

"what......"

"No, forget it then."

Kyoka-chan pushed his hand away, preparing to get off Hachiman.

"Wait...wait a minute." The secret that Jinghua was holding was making him feel itchy like a monkey.

Seeing this, Kyoka-chan closed her eyes, seemingly waiting for Hachiman to act.

Hachiman hesitated for a moment, then tapped her forehead.

As a result, Jinghua-chan suddenly opened her eyes, with a hint of anger and unwillingness in her eyes: "It's not a kiss on the forehead, you're too cunning."

"You didn't say where I had to kiss you."