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"Ye Shan, just hold on to your delusion and live alone forever. I will live happily and well."

She could no longer remember why she fell in love with a man like Hayato Hayama.

Perhaps it is the pleasure of enjoying the attention of everyone, or perhaps it is the delusion of boredom in youth.

But these are no longer important. She has found more important things in her life to fight for. The past is nothing but a passing cloud.

The transparent joy of letting go of the shackles and the high... pleasure that came like a tide overwhelmed her.

Yumiko Miura raised her beautiful swan neck high, and her dazzling golden hair fluttered freely in the air.

A strong stream of water spurted out, splashing the floor even wetter, leaving her with an incomparably wonderful and unforgettable first experience.

"Amamiya-kun, thank you~"

"I have nothing to thank you for."

After the passion, there is always some embarrassment.

This is what Amemiya is like now. He cannot understand why things have developed to this point.

Yumiko Miura leaned on him charmingly and lazily, her rosy lips constantly kissing the boy's neck, trying to plant delicate strawberries.

"I've made you a better woman. Isn't that something I should thank Amamiya-kun for?"

"Until now, I have not regretted the choice I made at all."

"Or I'm glad I made this choice, which made me more clear about what I really want."

"I have nothing to offer in return, so I might as well pledge my love to you, Mr. Amamiya."

Yumiko Miura smiled like a little devil showing her true colors, pointing her fangs at her prey.

The most common lie a man tells in his life is: It’s okay.

Amemiya now feels that everything is fine and faces everything very calmly.

He had a premonition that the girl in front of him was approaching with evil intentions.

A series of coincidences finally allowed her to achieve her goal, and her moral bottom line became more flexible. People are helpless in the wind, Amamiya sighed.

After giving Miura Yumiko a blank look, Amemiya didn't reply. He silently cleaned up the messy battlefield and gently helped the other person put on clothes.

"Are you feeling okay, Yumiko?"

"Ahaha, of course, .. um.. no problem."

The proud and strong-willed girl refused to admit her weakness, and her stubborn look was cute and adorable.

Amemiya loosened his grip slightly and heard her groan in pain. She looked unable to stand but trying hard to hold on, which made him smile and shake his head.

He turned around and squatted down as if carrying her on his back, motioning for Miura Yumiko to come up by herself, and spoke in a softer tone.

"Yumiko, come up. I'll take you to the infirmary to have a good rest."

The boy's tenderness pierced her heart, which was different from the heartbeat that hit her hard. Miura Yumiko's cheeks turned red and she spoke shyly.

"It was you who invited me, Amamiya-kun. I don't expect you to carry me on your back."

"Hey, it's all my fault."

The close proximity of their bodies also brought their hearts closer, and they moved further away step by step.

Chapter 74: I'll Beat You Up If You Don't Obey

In the infirmary, the teacher on duty is not at his post. He may have sneaked out to take a break.

This also made it convenient for Amemiya, as he rushed in directly carrying Miura Yumiko on his back.

He drew aside the bed curtain, gently placed the girl on the bed, and then gave her instructions.

"Yumiko, you should have a good rest in the infirmary."

"Send me a message when school is over and I'll take you home."

Miura Yumiko pouted in dissatisfaction, "Amamiya-kun, are you going to pull up your pants and run away now?"

"It's class time now. We've skipped a few classes. If we don't report this to the teacher, I'm afraid your parents will be notified."

"You don't want this to happen."

"Don't worry, I will ask my instructor to ask for leave for you."

Amemiya couldn't help but feel embarrassed, and gently stroked the soft golden hair, like petting a cat, to soothe Miura Yumiko's little emotions.

Knowing that she had misunderstood Amemiya, Miura Yumiko's face flushed with embarrassment and she spoke in a soft voice.

"Can't you stay with me for a while?"

The girl who had given up her most precious thing was still a little worried at this moment.

It seemed that without Amemiya by her side, she would return to that failed afternoon dream.

Looking at the cute and insecure girl, Amemiya hesitated for a while, but decided to stay with her for a while.

"Okay, we've agreed. I'll stay a little longer."

"Hehe, Amamiya-kun is so nice. You must be tired too. Let's go to bed and rest together."

With this amount of exercise, which isn't even considered a warm-up, Amamiya naturally wouldn't feel tired.

But it was not easy to refuse her feelings, so in the end he just lay down beside her obediently.

Yumiko Miura giggled foolishly, with the blush spreading from her face to her neck.

Her arms and thighs tightly clamped the boy's body, unwilling to let go even a little bit.

The two of them were chatting about all kinds of interesting things face to face. From time to time, Yumiko Miura couldn't help but kiss him again, clinging to him like a greedy child.

Because she had expended too much energy on the rooftop, she was now extremely exhausted. Her eyelids drooped heavily and she muttered to herself.

"Amamiya-kun, it's great to have you."

Looking at the sleeping Miura Yumiko, Amemiya did not leave immediately, but remained in the same position for more than ten minutes, for fear of disturbing the girl's sweet dream.

When even the slightest noise failed to wake up Miura Yumiko, Amemiya gently withdrew from her body.

He gently covered the curvy body with a thin blanket and left the infirmary.

......

Amemiya came to the door of Class F of the second year. It happened to be break time, and students who were leaving get out of class were walking out of the classroom one after another. He randomly stopped a classmate and asked him.

"Excuse me, I want to ask who your class instructor is. I have something to report to him."

Before the passerby could say anything, Daisuke, the instructor of Class F, who happened to be walking out of the door, heard the noise and came over to ask.

"I'm Daisuke, the instructor of Class F. May I ask what can I do for this student?"

Amamiya greeted politely, "Hello, Mr. Daisuke, I'm here to ask for leave on behalf of Miura-san."

"She is resting in the infirmary because she is injured."

Teacher Daisuke waved his hand in a magnanimous manner, "I understand. I appreciate your information. Is Miura-san seriously injured?"

"It's not serious, but the injury affects his mobility, so the health teacher asked Miura to rest in the infirmary for a while."

Amemiya continued to play along without changing his expression, and Teacher Daisuke did not notice the flaw either. He approved Miura Yumiko's application for leave in an open-minded manner.

The 'enthusiastic' Hayato Hayama also heard the whole conversation nearby, and his expression changed.

Thinking of my overreaction yesterday, I felt inexplicably regretful.

After finishing the report, Amemiya had no intention of staying and turned around to return to his classroom to explain to Mr. Hiratsuka why he had skipped several classes.

Well, I am a helpful person and I helped the injured female classmate, allowing her to return to the right path and regain her new life. This should be a good reason. I think Mr. Hiratsuka will understand.

Hayato Hayama suddenly stopped Amemiya who was about to leave, with an embarrassed look on his face.

"Thank you for helping Yumiko, classmate. If you need any help, please feel free to come to me."

Amemiya glanced at him indifferently. Seeing that he looked like a good old man, he felt a little sorry for Miura Yumiko.

"Ye Shan, I saw the whole process of your quarrel on the playground yesterday. What position do you have to say this now?"

"Regret or guilt? I really can't like a nice guy like you."

"Not to mention that you are the one who caused Miura-san to get hurt."

Hayato Hayama was a little overwhelmed. It was the first time he encountered such a direct attack.

In his life, he always encounters all kinds of praise and everything goes smoothly.

"I...I just made the decision I thought was right. I also have someone I love. This is the best ending."

Yu Gong was a little impatient. It seemed that you were still thinking about your woman. I hate fake yellow-haired people like you the most.

And because of you, I was actually coerced by Miura Yumiko and became a delicious food in the mouth of that yellow-haired woman. This is really intolerable.

"Okay, Hayama-san, I'm not interested in hearing your defense."

"That's the truth. You enjoy the convenience brought to you by Miura-san and use her wantonly as a shield for the many flirtatious lovers around you."

"She responded to your expectations, but you just took advantage of her feelings."

"How can I put it? People like you who are good-natured and ascetic are nothing but hypocrites in my eyes. You are too weak to make any changes."

"I naively thought everything should be this way. What a happy bastard I am."

"Hayama Hayato, stay away from Yumiko. This is my last advice to you."

The calm and cold words were spoken, the air was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, and Hayato Hayama's face turned pale and blue.

The carefully maintained personality and the dark thoughts buried deep in her heart were ruthlessly pierced by the man in front of her, and a burning sense of humiliation filled her heart.

Not interested in watching his face-changing skills anymore, Amemiya shrugged and was about to leave.

"Stop!"

Hayato Hayama was overwhelmed by panic and anger. He wanted to restrain Amemiya and make him explain himself clearly. He would never accept such slander.

Amemiya has been waiting for such an opportunity. If you don't take action, I won't be able to find any good reason to teach you a lesson and let Miura Yumiko vent her anger.

As if he had eyes on his back, Amemiya grabbed Ye Shan's arm with his backhand and threw him to the ground with a fierce shoulder throw.

A pair of calm and deep eyes stared at him without any emotion, and the emotion could not be heard in the tone.

"Hayama-san, is there anything else?"

Chapter 75 Intimidation and Education

Severe pain spread throughout my body, and I seemed to hear the sound of bones breaking when I fell to the ground.

There was a terrifying force coming from that pair of domineering hands, as if they were going to crush his arms.

Hayato Hayama lay on the ground wailing softly, and the air was silent.

The passers-by around stared in amazement at this so-called live ceiling, which was pinned to the ground and struggling.

The beautiful filter in my heart that I had always had was completely shattered by this shocking scene.

It turns out that Hayato Hayama could be so embarrassed. He is just an ordinary person like us, everyone thought silently in their hearts.

"Let me go, you bastard."

Hayato Hayama's voice was filled with anger and pain, his face was grim, and he no longer had the disgusting hypocritical smile he had before.

Amemiya looked at him calmly, indifferent, and even increased the strength of his hands, and said lightly.

"Hayama-san, is this all you have?"

"Compared to what Miura-san has paid, this is far from enough to atone for your sins. Feel the pain."

"Compared to what she has endured, you can't even get one tenth of it."

"A young master like you who was born with a silver spoon in his mouth always thinks that everything in the world is beautiful, while some people are struggling in this world."

"You were too weak to make a change, and you naively thought that everything would have a happy ending. Now do you feel the feeling of having your hopes trampled on?"