Zongman: Beginning and Snow under the Rain Escape from Raccoon City

She was clearly a young girl in the prime of her life, yet she appeared so lonely in the rain.

On ordinary days, Shiina Mahiru is always perfect: gentle smile, excellent grades, and polite manners—like a meticulously painted portrait.

Only at moments like these will this disguise be mercilessly washed away by the heavy rain, revealing the truth hidden beneath.

Emptiness, exhaustion, and extreme self-denial.

Her hands gripped the swing chain tightly, her fingertips turning white.

A gust of wind blew, and the swing swayed gently, but she remained motionless, letting the rain soak her through.

"...Why work so hard?"

She murmured softly, her voice drowned out by the sound of the rain.

No matter how hard she tries, her father and mother will never even glance at her, will they?

"Hey~ girl, don't you want to work hard anymore?"

Ye Hai walked up to Shiina Mahiru and used his umbrella to shield her from the raindrops.

Although Shiina Mahiru's voice was very soft, Hakai's hearing was better.

Shiina Mahiru looked up in surprise; she hadn't expected anyone to notice her at this moment.

Heavy rain.

Logically, pedestrians should be indoors taking shelter from the rain at this time.

There were very few people on the road.

"Ye Hai?"

Shiina Mahiru murmured the name of the person in front of her.

As mentioned earlier, Ye Hai is very famous.

Especially at school.

And our perfectionist Shiina Mahiru naturally remembered his name.

She looks a bit like Yukino Yukinoshita.

The only difference is that one pursues perfection, while the other pursues justice in their heart.

The latter is obviously easier than the former, at least it is less likely to cause internal friction.

"know me?"

　(dedede) "That makes things even easier."

A slight smile appeared on Ye Hai's lips: "Tell me, is it that you don't want to work hard anymore?"

Shiina Mahiru was stunned for a moment, then nodded. She was indeed somewhat desperate about life.

Why bother trying anymore?

"it is good!"

Ye Hai shoved the umbrella in his hand into Shiina Mahiru's hand and told her to hold it.

Shiina Mahiru looked puzzled, seemingly confused.

Could it be that Ye Hai is concerned about her?

Would anyone even care about someone like me...? Zero...

While she was unaware of what Ye Hai was doing.

Shiina Mahiru suddenly felt that her gaze had changed from a different angle.

"Ugh?!"

She was picked up!

A hot arm was supporting her on her back and thighs.

It's a princess carry.

The two are now in a princess carry of Shiina Mahiru, while Shiina Mahiru is holding an umbrella.

The two stood there in the rain.

Chapter 185 Shiina Mahiru Forcibly Taken Home

Shiina Mahiru was being held by Princess Hakai, her head still a little dizzy, and her fingertips unconsciously tightened around the umbrella in her hand.

Raindrops hit the transparent umbrella surface, blurring it into a misty haze.

Just then, a boy holding an umbrella walked from the other end of the park path.

— Fujimiya Shu.

He was just passing by, wanting to take a shortcut home, when he suddenly saw that scene.

He recognized the girl in Ye Hai's arms at a glance—her long, flaxen hair soaked by the heavy rain, and her petite and graceful figure.

Shiina Mahiru.

That "angel" who always had a gentle smile at school.

But at this moment, she is quietly nestled in another man's arms, sheltered from the wind and rain by an umbrella.

He also knew that man.

Ye Hai.

One of the most talked-about names in the school.

"So...they're together."

Fujimiya Shuu froze in place, a complex emotion flashing across his eyes.

Envy, disappointment, and a bitter sense of helplessness.

Although he always felt he had little chance, the two were classmates and even sat next to each other.

At least in his heart, he always cherished that quietly growing affection.

But what I saw before me was like a merciless verdict.

That cool, perfect "angel" has already made her choice.

"so good……"

Fujimiya Shu murmured softly, his voice swallowed by the rain.

He didn't approach any closer, but just glanced at it from afar before quietly turning and leaving.

His figure looked especially lonely in the rain.

Meanwhile, Shiina Mahiru, nestled in Ye Hai's arms, was unaware of the gaze fixed upon her from a distance.

She just stared blankly at Ye Hai's jawline.

"What...what are you going to do?"

Shiina Mahiru finally snapped out of her shock, placing her hands on Ye Hai's chest, her voice somewhat flustered.

Ye Hai, though lacking confidence, spoke with an air of self-righteousness: "What else can I do? Of course, I'll take you home."

"Huh?!" Shiina Mahiru's eyes widened, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment. "We...we're not familiar with each other yet. Even if...even if you really want to pursue me, you can't be so direct—"

Her protest was barely audible, carrying the last vestiges of a young girl's reserve.

Ye Hai ignored her completely, simply holding her tighter as she stepped through the rain, the umbrella swaying weakly in her hand.

……

When Shiina Mahiru came to her senses again, she had already been led into a high-rise apartment building, with the elevator going straight to the top floor.

"This... this is..."

When the door is pushed open, a spacious area that almost doesn't feel like a private residence comes into view. The large, single-level apartment, spanning hundreds of square meters, has floor-to-ceiling windows that offer views of the rain, making it seem as if the city itself has been brought inside.

What surprised Shiina Mahiru even more at first glance was the shoe cabinet.

What a long shoe cabinet.

So even the shoe-changing area at the entrance of a luxury apartment is that big?

Shiina Mahiru thought of her small rented room, where the space for changing shoes was less than half a square meter.

Dozens of pairs of women's shoes were neatly arranged inside the shoe cabinet.

They have high heels, casual shoes, cloth shoes, and even all kinds of slippers in different sizes.

The styles vary, but all are extremely exquisite.

It doesn't look like a place where one or two people live.

"Take off your shoes."

Ye Hai said it casually, but his actions were quite rough.

He directly took off Shiina Mahiru's soaking wet shoes and casually threw them next to the carpet.

"Well!"

Shiina Mahiru gasped softly, trying to reach out and stop her, but it was too late.

The wet black stockings clung tightly to her small ankles and calves, exuding an ambiguous, moist sheen.

Those slender curves were now completely exposed to the air.

Shiina Mahiru panicked and curled her legs up.

"You...you've gone too far..."

She protested in a low voice.

Ye Hai simply smiled, then picked her up again and carried her straight to the bathroom.

……

Meanwhile, by the floor-to-ceiling window.

Yukino Yukinoshita and Ayaka Kamisato sat facing each other, the teacups on the table steaming.

The two faced each other, quietly enjoying the rain.

They all love drinking tea, and their tastes are remarkably similar.

So we've gotten along quite well these past few days.

Until a familiar figure carrying an unfamiliar girl walked straight down the corridor and pushed open the frosted glass door of the bathroom.

Ayaka Kamisato's eyes flickered, her expression slightly bewildered: "That person just now... seemed to be someone I've never seen before."

Yukino Yukinoshita merely frowned slightly, her gaze sharp and cold: "Shiina Mahiru."

Of course she recognized him—the "angel" from the same school, a gentle and perfect top student.

"Ah."

Yukino snorted coldly, a mocking smile curving her lips: "This guy, every time I'm not paying attention, he brings back a woman."

Ayaka Kamisato paused, pursed her lips and remained silent, but her fingertips unconsciously tightened around the teacup.

She knew in her heart that all the girls in this house were...

—The Yukinoshita sisters, Ningguang, Ai Haibara and her sister, and even Ayaka Kamisato herself, are all Ye Hai's women.

Several of them had even registered their marriage with him long ago.

And now, there's another one: Shiina Mahiru.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling window, the rain continued to drizzle, reflecting the coldness and faint helplessness in Yukino's eyes.

"Mahiru-kun... I'm afraid she won't escape this guy's grasp either."

The bathroom was soon filled with steam.

Hot water slammed against the marble wall, splashing up a fine mist that echoed the rhythm of raindrops.