In the anime, Ai Li's father really doesn't want to be a yellow-haired man

Chapter 51: 050 Kabuto's Laziness: Becoming Eriri's Father's Murderer (Part )

During the afternoon class, Horikita Suzune was completely distracted, her eyes wandering, her pen unconsciously scratching across her notebook. Her attention was fixed on Yukinoshita Kozo behind her, stealing glances back out of the corner of her eye, afraid of being caught. Her thoughts were swirling, and she couldn't concentrate on the class at all.

Ayanokouji Kiyotaka was also observing the other students in the class calmly, and soon his attention fell on Karuizawa Megumi. "And her..."

That's right. Not only Horikita Suzune, but even Karuizawa Megumi was like Horikita Suzune, her eyes drifting towards Kozo from time to time, her attention completely distracted from the class.

Karuizawa's fingers gently twirled around her hair, occasionally biting her lips unconsciously, her eyes showing a similar emotion to Horikita's. Karuizawa and Horikita had completely different personalities, but now they were like mirrors, their states identical.

"Horikita, and Karuizawa... they probably all have the feeling that Yukinoshita likes them. What about the others?" Ayanokouji continued his observation calmly. His gaze slowly shifted.

Kushida Kikyo......

"Kushida's reason is: he wants to be friends with everyone. Yeah, that makes sense."

Maya Sato......

"Remember she's the type who likes handsome guys? The hot girl type that's tied to Karuizawa-san."

Soon, Ayanokouji's eyes fell on Sakura Airi. "Sakura-san...does she and Yukinoshita also have a connection?"

Among the girls, Sakura Airi's presence has always been low. However, beneath her seemingly timid appearance, her eyes betray her inner thoughts... Her gaze seems to be drawn to Yukinoshita Kozo, and she glances in his direction from time to time.

"...From what I heard from Ikekuan, she seems to be meeting up with the people from Class B quite often," Ayanokouji pondered.

The bell for the end of get out of class rang suddenly, instantly interrupting Ayanokouji's thoughts.

Xiaosan calmly took out his cell phone and took a look at it, then stood up from his seat. Then, he walked out of the classroom at a leisurely pace.

Horikita's gaze followed Kozo's figure closely, a complex mix of emotions in her eyes. Her lips trembled slightly, and her body leaned forward slightly, as if trying to stand up and approach Kozo, but she ultimately remained seated. Her hesitant expression, wanting to speak but unable to, was a stark contrast to her usual cold, apathetic demeanor, and indifferent to the world around her.

"He must have been called out by someone." Ayanokouji thought thoughtfully.

Horikita instinctively thought of Karuizawa and quickly turned to look at her position, but she found that Karuizawa was still talking and laughing with other girls in the classroom, and there was no sign that she was the one who called Yukinoshita away.

Ayanokouji continued, "It must be someone from another class."

"How do you know that?" Horikita asked in confusion.

"You saw how he treated Sudo and Hirata before... Apart from you and Karuizawa, Yukinoshita has no contact with anyone else in Class D. Karuizawa-san and Kushida-san should be the only ones who have Yukinoshita's contact information, right?" Ayanokouji analyzed in a steady tone.

"Kushida?" Horikita instinctively looked for Kushida in the classroom. When he found that Kushida Kikyo was also in the classroom, he was quietly packing his things... Horikita didn't know why he felt inexplicably relieved, as if a heavy burden had been hanging in his heart.

Ayanokouji said calmly, "Maybe it's your brother."

The words suddenly thrown out by Ayanokouji Kiyotaka were like a stone thrown into a calm lake, instantly stirring up a thousand waves in Horikita Suzune's heart.

"Come to think of it, who will you help then? On one side is your beloved brother, and on the other side is the person who is fighting your brother just to protect you." Ayanokouji said calmly.

Horikita's heart suddenly tightened, and her brother's face involuntarily appeared in her mind. All kinds of complicated emotions surged in her heart... Her lips pursed slightly, and her hands clenched unconsciously.

She has affection and admiration for her brother, as well as gratitude and guilt towards Yukinoshita for standing up for her.

In fact, since kindergarten, this high-class flower has had no shortage of suitors (PS: Suzune in the game is like Yukino in Oregairu. Illustrations aside, her beauty is the ceiling in the setting). But... the more he pursues her, the less she likes him. She doesn't like frivolous men, and she doesn't like men who are inferior to her brother.

But......

This man is different. Yukinoshita, he is even more aloof and arrogant than his brother, he is even stronger than his brother, he is willing to risk expulsion to protect himself, he is not a frivolous man. (The book setting: Yukinoshita Kozo's appearance has reached the top of the characters in this book so far)

Horikita slowly turned her head and looked out the window. Her eyes were somewhat empty. The light from the window shone on her face, outlining her perfect facial features.

"I...will be responsible for Yukinoshita. I will never let him get expelled." Horikita said softly, her eyes were very determined.

Tokyo Metropolitan Koudou Ikusei High School. In addition to academic buildings and a gymnasium, the campus also offers a wealth of amenities, including a shopping area with a wide variety of goods, a cafe, and karaoke.

In the park, sunlight shines through the gaps in the leaves. Hayasaka Ai sits quietly on a bench, elegantly crossing her legs, casually scrolling through her phone, but her hands are moving very quickly.

Fujiwara Chika: (.>?<.)

Chika Fujiwara：ヾ(??▽?)ノ

Fujiwara Chika: ヾ(??｀.ヾ)

There were also all sorts of emojis, news, and video sharing. (You could imagine the "History King" in the group chat, whose special skill: always pulling out all sorts of history from the toilet, showing it to everyone, and then asking, "What do you think?") The above are all messages sent by someone named Fujiwara Chika on the phone (Fujiwara Chika message volume: 1s/99+, information quality: 0).

"This is meaningless, meaningless, and makes no sense... It's so annoying." This was Hayasaka's resentful heart.

But her job demands that she deal with this annoying woman. And... Chika-san is one of Kaguya-san's few friends, after all. Putting that aside, her family background is crucial: the great-granddaughter of a former Japanese Prime Minister, her uncle is a current provincial minister, and her mother is a diplomat. Even the Shinomiya family must get along with her.

Although Fujiwara Chika claimed that her upbringing was strict and that she wasn't allowed to use electronic entertainment like game consoles, and that she shared the same plight as Kaguya, Kaguya actually believed her. However... Kaguya was still using an old flip phone and knew nothing about the internet, while Chika always had the latest top-of-the-line iPhone.

At this moment, Xiao San's voice suddenly rang out: "Ms. Hasaka, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

"It's okay, I just arrived too. Please sit down first, I have something to ask you." Hayasaka Ai glanced at him slightly, without any emotion, and continued to scroll through her phone attentively, responding to the information bombardment of "Cancer of the Earth".

Xiao San sat down as he was told, with a gentle smile on his face, and asked gently: "Miss Hasaka, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Hayasaka was still staring at the phone screen. Her fingers paused typing on the screen for a moment, then she raised her eyelids, glanced at Kouzo, and said calmly: "Nothing, just checking your work progress. And..." Her voice dragged out a little, and she put the phone down, folded her hands on her legs, and looked straight at Kouzo with a scrutinizing look, "Don't you think I'm any different today?"

"Hmm? Different?" Kozo looked at Hayasaka. The Hayasaka before him certainly didn't have the innocent schoolgirl look of the past. Today, she was dressed in a "gal-girl" style. Her once-smooth hair was now tied up and slightly curled, with a few strands playfully falling on either side of her face, accentuating her delicate features.

Looking at her outfit again, she wore a maid top, unbuttoned to reveal her delicate collarbone, the slim fit perfectly showcasing her slender waist. Paired with a short black skirt, a sweater casually wrapped loosely around her waist. "...It feels so awkward," Kouzo thought, unconsciously comparing her to Karuizawa. Thinking back, Airi seemed to have tried this style before.

While Kozo was still in a daze, Hayasaka curled her lips and said, "Don't you like this style?" She crossed her arms over her chest and raised her chin slightly.

"Well, it suits you very well, Miss Hasaka!" Xiaosan quickly came to his senses and said with a smile.

Hayasaka still had her arms folded across her chest, facing Kozo, her body slightly leaning forward, her eyes fixed on Kozo, "So, who do you think is prettier, me or Karuizawa-san?" Her voice was crisp but oppressive.

"Well..." Xiaosan's voice seemed to be stuck in his throat. He only managed these two words before choking for a moment. Then, he slowly raised his arm and pointed his finger at the sky. "Grandma once said that all women are equally beautiful."

Although these words seemed perfunctory, they produced a special effect due to Xiaosan's handsome appearance and gentle tone.

Hayasaka was stunned for a moment, her beautiful eyes rippling like the surface of a calm lake. Then, she snorted softly, "I'll let you go this time." Her face remained impassive, but the corners of her mouth seemed to curl slightly.

Hayasaka turned on the screen of her phone, checked the time, frowned slightly and said, "It's almost time for class."

"Let me give you a warning first." Hayasaka stood up and said seriously, "Although we are still in a casual relationship, we are still lovers in name." Hayasaka looked straight at him with a sharp look in her eyes.

"Don't worry, it won't interfere with your work." Xiaosan said with a gentle smile on his face.

After the two of them confirmed their work matters, Kozo said goodbye to Hayasaka.

Hayasaka stood there, watching Kozo's receding figure. It grew smaller and smaller in her sight, yet seemed to weigh heavier on her mind. Her hands clenched unconsciously, a hint of irritation etched in her gaze.

PM9: 43

At night, the lights in Miss Kaguya's room are soft.

In front of the dressing table, Miss Kaguya sat on an exquisite chair, her long hair cascading down. Hayasaka stood behind her, holding a hair dryer in her hand, and the warm wind gently blew through Miss Kaguya's hair.

"By the way, last time I heard Mr. Spencer (British diplomat in Japan) was missing... What happened? Was he murdered?" Kaguya asked, her eyes tinged with curiosity. Her tone was calm, yet she spoke of such a terrifying possibility... This was Miss Kaguya.

Hayasaka's eyes were still fixed on her hair, her hands moving without a pause as she calmly replied, "I think I've found it."

The two were silent for a while.

"Hayasaka, you don't seem to be in a good mood." Kaguya asked again.

"Nothing." Hayasaka lowered her head slightly. In fact, her mind was completely focused on what happened during the day.

To say Hayasaka had no thoughts would be a lie. After all, she was still a girl her age... She had been fully expecting her charm to win over Kouzo, otherwise why would she risk ruining her image by dressing like this? But he didn't react at all.

"You don't like either the ladylike or the glamour type?" She wanted to think so, but Hayasaka's rationality immediately denied it. She was certain that she had a crush on Karuizawa from Class D. However, she didn't think she was inferior to Karuizawa in any way. "Is it her looks? Or her personality..."

In short, Hayasaka has no feelings beyond friendship for Yukinoshita. At least so far, that feeling is just the "competitiveness" of Hayasaka, an elite maid from a prestigious family.

Kaguya spoke again, "Let's call and say hello. Even though it's late, it's a good opportunity to express our sincere wishes."

Hayasaka nodded and replied, "I understand."

Hayasaka finished drying Kaguya-san's hair, gently put the hair dryer away, and then turned and walked out of the room.

Spencer is a British aristocratic surname, representing the highest level of British nobility. Among the most famous figures of recent times are Prime Minister Winston Churchill and Princess Diana. According to the Shinomiya family's standards for judging people, that is truly "excellent bloodline."

When Mr. Spencer first came to Japan, the Shinomiya family extended an olive branch and invited him to a banquet, but Mr. Spencer declined.

Mr. Spencer disliked the privileges enjoyed by aristocrats and politicians. His values were democracy, freedom, equality, and fraternity. He abandoned his childhood sweetheart, who came from a prestigious family in Britain, and married Sayuri Sawamura, who, in the eyes of the Shinomiya family, was a commoner in Japan. He also refused to send his daughter to a private school, where the wealthy and powerful gathered, preferring to attend a public school with ordinary people.

Although his ideas and actions run counter to those of the Shinomiya family, which advocates hereditary succession, bloodline theory, and male superiority over women, the Shinomiya family still maintains contact with him for the sake of his being a member of Spencer's family.

After leaving the room, Hayasaka walked towards the telephone that represented the Shinomiya villa. The lights in the hallway were a little dim (the Shinomiya family had a good habit of saving electricity, which is a good thing for villains), and her figure was stretched out in the light.

Arriving at the phone, Hayasaka Ai took a deep breath, reached for the receiver, and began dialing Mr. Spencer's home. The beeping sound from the receiver was particularly clear in the silent hallway. "It's so late, Miss Eriri should be the only one still awake, right? But I remember that his wife is also used to staying up late."

After a while, the call was connected.

"Who are you looking for?" Mr. Spencer's slightly puzzled voice came from the receiver.

Hayasaka hurriedly and politely expressed greetings to each other on behalf of the Shinomiya family and Miss Kaguya, and asked about Mr. Spencer's health and whether he needed help from the Shinomiya family.

Mr. Spencer responded gratefully on the other end of the line, and a few pleasantries began. Hayasaka remained polite throughout, patiently responding to every word Mr. Spencer said.

After the greetings, Hayasaka waited quietly, listening carefully to the sound on the receiver. Only when she heard Mr. Spencer hang up did she gently put the phone down and breathe a sigh of relief. "Mr. Spencer was unusually friendly today..." She remembered how her previous calls had always been met with a friendly reception, with calls hanging up after just a few words.

At Mr. Spencer's house, Eriri, a beautiful girl with blond hair and twin ponytails, walked briskly down the stairs in a loose-fitting tracksuit. Her twin ponytails swayed slightly as she moved her body.

As Eriri reached the stairs, she saw her father had just put the phone receiver back in its place.

"It's so late, who is it?" Eriri frowned.

Mr. Spencer turned around with a gentle smile on his face. "It's the Shinomiya family calling, concerned about my safety... Did I bother you?"

Eriri curled her lips slightly. "Not really. I only went downstairs to check because I heard some noise." Her twin ponytails swayed with the movement. "Since there's nothing else, I'll go back to my room first."

"Go to bed early, Eriri." Mr. Spencer's eyes were full of concern.

Eriri was stunned for a moment, then nodded and turned to walk towards her room upstairs.

Afterward, Eriri returned to her room, which was filled with the faint scent of paint and paper. She walked over to a chair, untied her twin ponytails, and her blonde hair flowed like a waterfall... The look on her father's face when he just answered the phone kept resurfacing in her mind, and she felt something was amiss. "Dad must have been disgusted with the Shinomiya family before, right? He even told me not to answer their calls, yet today he's been talking to me for so long."

She took a deep breath, put these thoughts behind her, and returned her attention to the drawing paper in front of her. She picked up the brush, her slender fingers tightly gripping the brush, and her eyes instantly became focused.

Time passed minute by minute, Eriri was immersed in the world of painting, and everything around her seemed to have nothing to do with her.

Suddenly, there was a crackling sound.

Eriri's hand trembled violently, and the brush uncontrollably stabbed the drawing with force, instantly puncturing a large hole in the nearly finished drawing. Rage: 80% → 100% → 120% (Continued...)

"Really? What the hell is going on?" Eriri, who was broken down, threw her pen angrily and stood up suddenly, causing the chair to slide backwards with her.

She stormed out of the room, her eyes blazing with anger, her head spinning like a rattle, desperately searching for the source of the sound.

Eriri walked quickly to the door of her father's room. She was very sure that the sound came from her father's room, but just as she was about to reach the door, the noisy sound suddenly stopped.

This sudden silence made her feel inexplicably uneasy.

Chapter 52: 051 Kabuto’s Laziness: Becoming Eriri’s Father’s Murderer (Part )

"Dad?" Eriri reached out and pushed open the door.

The scene behind the door made her eyes widen, her face full of disbelief.

He saw his father standing blankly in the middle of the room. The whole room was in a mess, as if it had been washed away by a violent storm. Books were scattered from the shelves, tables and chairs were askew, and all kinds of small items were scattered everywhere.

What surprised Eriri the most was that there was a knight in crimson armor standing by the window. He was tall and straight, exuding an awe-inspiring aura.

"Eriri, I'm sorry I can't stay with you anymore. Live your life well." Eriri's father said to her with a loving smile on his face.

Eriri was about to ask, but before she could say anything, suddenly, a blinding light burst out from her father's head and a deafening roar exploded in the room.

She watched helplessly as her father's head exploded, and the headless body slowly fell to the ground with a dull thud.

Eriri's pupils contracted sharply, and she was so shocked that she couldn't move. "What the hell is going on? What happened? Dad...?"

Kabuto looked at Eriri silently, his cold blue compound eyes reflecting Eriri's terrified and heartbroken face. Eriri's face became even paler, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Eriri's memory was like a film that was suddenly cut, ending abruptly there, and her consciousness was still lingering on that horrific scene.

When the medical staff arrived, they carefully lifted her onto a stretcher. Eriri's eyes were dull, staring unfocused in a certain direction. Her eyes were devoid of any light, only a dead gray.

The police who arrived at the scene quickly set up a cordon and maintained order at the scene in an orderly manner.

The area was surrounded by curious neighbors, who were whispering to each other without knowing the truth.

"...I heard her parents are gone."

"What a poor kid."

"Mr. Spencer is a good man! I don't know which nasty bastard did this."