Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki

"Anyway, the two seniors can decide what to do. It doesn't matter to me."

"But I am very grateful to you two for your help in dealing with the sword-cutters among the terrorists."

"Thank you!"

After leaving these words, Haramura Makoto left without saying anything else.

"Humph--"

"Daohua, this junior is very good at sophistry."

Blinking his eyes in dissatisfaction, a slight arc appeared at the corner of Guideyuan Bifang's mouth.

"But you are a very sensible person, aren't you?"

Dongtang Daohua took off his glasses gracefully and wiped them slowly with a glasses cloth, with the same faint smile on his face.

She thought the situation was out of control just now.

I didn't expect that in the end Makoto Haramura still thanked them for that matter, didn't he?

"You must be pretending."

"Kanata, you have a lot of complaints about Haramura-kun."

Seeing Guideyuan Bifang's angry look, Dongtang Daohua couldn't help but laugh.

"There's a reasonable explanation anyway, isn't there?"

"If you're still not satisfied, you still have a chance to take revenge yourself."

My best friend is the only daughter of the Guideyuan Group.

Although she was born with a silver spoon in her mouth, my best friend doesn't like to put on airs and is a very easy-going person.

Otherwise, as an orphan girl, I would not have become such good friends with her.

But ordinary girls usually have a little temper.

No matter how generous my best friend is, she is a little angry now, which is normal.

"Humph, who would do such a stupid thing for such a thing?"

"Besides, I don't even want to be part of the delegation. I won't do anything that will only cause trouble for myself."

The two girls sat here and discussed in low voices a topic that they would never discuss under normal circumstances.

It was obvious that from the beginning, the topic was about reference to enemies and compensation for one's schoolmate, but later on, the topic became more and more off-topic.

But there is one thing these two girls never thought about.

The prerequisite for developing a liking for someone is to develop an interest in him.

……

There are tall buildings on both sides of the road, decorated with colorful lights, and black cars are speeding on the asphalt road.

The surrounding street scenes were rapidly receding.

Stella was sitting in the passenger seat, looking at the profile of the man in the driver's seat, playing with her hair with her fingertips, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.

"You can say whatever you want to say directly."

“No need for this.”

Driving the car that he had borrowed from Shinguji Kurono in the morning, looking at Stella's appearance out of the corner of his eye, Haramura Makoto said helplessly.

This is not the case now.

Stella has been like this since she finished taking the statement and set off for the hospital where Ayatsuji Kaito is.

Now that she has been discharged from the hospital, Stella is still like this.

"Is it really okay to ask?"

Stella tangled her hair with her fingertips a little faster, and an unnatural blush appeared on her face.

"Of course, if you don't ask clearly, you probably won't be able to sleep tonight."

Haramura Makoto sneered.

The screws of the bed he and Stella shared were probably not tightened enough. Whenever Stella moved on the upper bunk, his bed would shake along with her.

Many times he was woken up by Stella in the middle of the night.

Sometimes he didn't know what Stella was twisting on it, but he didn't dare to ask or look.

"would not."

Stella said softly with a hard mouth.

I thought I had hidden it well for so many days, but it was exposed by Haramura Makoto so directly, making Stella's already rosy face even redder.

"Then I'll ask you, and you must answer truthfully."

"I will definitely answer truthfully."

Haramura Makoto affirmed it tirelessly.

It has come to this, and he doesn't think Stella can ask anything he can't answer.

At least, at this moment, Haramura Makoto appeared very calm.

"Were you angry because of me just now?"

"Because that…that bastard, wanted…wanted to see me na…naked."

"Of course."

Without even a second's hesitation, Haramura Makoto gave a positive answer.

To be honest, he thought Stella would be able to ask something.

The result was just this problem, and he was lucky enough to be a little worried about it.

"Anyway, you've already..."

"That means you at least have a good impression of me."

"I wouldn't say I like it very much, but I have a good impression of it."

Before Haramura Makoto could finish his next words, Stella interrupted him and looked at Haramura Makoto with hopeful eyes.

(I……)

At this moment, he really wanted to take back the arrogant words he had said just a second ago.

He thought that since Stella had launched such a fierce offensive today, she would not attack again at least today.

But I didn't expect the attack to come so quickly and so directly.

The straight punch was almost reaching his face.

"I……"

He had just uttered a scale from his mouth, and before he could say the rest of the words, under Stella's scorching gaze, he swallowed the rest back.

Under such a gaze, he couldn't say anything perfunctory.

If I continue to pretend not to hear it at this time, it will only hurt the heart of this innocent girl.

"Yes."

Completely trapped in a corner with no escape possible, Haramura Makoto gritted his teeth and nodded.

It’s not that he was unwilling to respond to Stella’s feelings, so he just bit the bullet.

But he hasn't figured out how to respond yet.

But, that was just now.

At that moment he thought a lot.

Even the unreliable advice that Xijing Ningyin had once given him came back to his mind.

In the end, he finally figured it out.

There is no point in just thinking about some things ahead and behind. It is always impossible to solve the problem in advance. You can only do it first, and solve the problem after it really happens.

This is how Haramura Makoto should act. When has he ever been so cautious before?

“Yes, Stella, I have a very high opinion of you.”

Chapter 077 Are you dreaming? Rubbish

The next day, at the Ayatsuji Ittoryu Dojo.

In fact, it would be a bit too much to say that it was the next day. After all, it was already evening. The afterglow of the setting sun was scattered on the ancient Japanese buildings, giving them a different flavor.

"Senior, did you really just export the dojo for two years?"

Standing at the door of the dojo, Kurogane Ikki's brows were deeply furrowed.

Although the scenery in front of me is beautiful and makes people feel relaxed and happy.

The sunset, the wooden buildings, the half-green and half-red maple leaves scattered randomly on the ground.

But what seems out of place is this dilapidated temple.

The sect that symbolizes Ayatsuji Ittoryu is already crumbling and seems like it could collapse at any time. The wooden walls are covered with cracks and breaks, and debris such as cigarette butts, snack bags, and beer are scattered around the entrance.

The yard was overgrown with weeds that were already half a person's height. The anti-corrosion paint that was supposed to have been painted on the wood blocks had already fallen off, revealing the original color of the wood inside.

With this level of old age, to say that it has only been abandoned for two years is already a short time. This situation would only occur if it has been abandoned for at least ten years.

"After they seized the dojo, they never made any repairs here."

"Even after they come, they will destroy things at will, so the extent of the damage is so great."

Ayatsuji Kise said through gritted teeth.

In the past two years, she has come here to challenge countless times, trying to take back her own dojo.

Every time she came and saw the destruction these guys had done to her home, she would get even angrier.

"This time, I, Ikki, will help you take back the dojo."

"But whether you can keep your own dojo from now on, Senior Sister, will depend on your own efforts."

He casually summoned his spiritual outfit, casually carried it on his shoulders, and said to Ayatsuji Kunase calmly.

"Things that are taken away by others are theirs after all. Only things that are yours are yours."

The reason why he appeared here was that he had reached a deal with Ayatsuji Konase's father, Ayatsuji Kaito yesterday.

But this was the only deal he made with Ayatsuji Kaito.

"I know……"

Ayatsuji Kise also nodded calmly.

"Anyway, I'd like to thank Haramura-san and Kurogane-san for helping our family."

She did not listen to the conversation last night, she just waited outside the ward.

But after Haramura Makoto and Stella left, when he went into the room to find his father, his father said with certainty that the dojo would be taken back.

(But I don’t know what my father’s regretful expression meant.)

"That's good."

"Let's go in."

"Stella, you two should hurry up too."

Looking at Stella and Kurogane Shushizuku who were whispering in the back, Haramura Makoto sighed helplessly.

The offensive last night intensified.

When he woke up in the morning, he was riding on Stella, who was only wearing black underwear and had her hands rubbing his abdomen.

He had a silly look on his face. While touching her, he muttered something like "So this is a man's body, his abdominal muscles are so hard."

If it weren't for his strong willpower, there would have been bloodshed this morning.

"understood."