Crossing over, and then being blocked by a rich JK

"hai~"

Watanabe Yu waved his hand and walked out of the office.

"Stinky boy."

Looking at Watanabe Yu's back, Risa Yasuhara smiled, shook her head, and followed him out of the office.

It just so happened that she was going to the parking lot to drive at this moment, and she might see who was waiting for him.

She personally thinks that the person waiting for him should be Yuki Hayakawa, right?

After all, the little girl has really changed a lot compared to before. Not only has she become more cheerful, but her grades have also improved.

The only thing that seemed a little off to her was probably the other person's blonde hair.

In her opinion, if Yuki Hayakawa was willing to dye her hair back to black, she would look much more beautiful.

But compared with young people, she is indeed a bit traditional.

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"Who is Hamabe-senpai waiting for?"

"I don't know. Maybe she's waiting for her boyfriend?"

"What boyfriend? Which boy have you seen her getting close to!?"

"Uh……"

Outside the gate of Chengnan Private High School, two first-year boys were squatting under the shade of a tree across the street, discussing in low voices.

The most beautiful girl in the second year of high school has been waiting at the gate for quite some time.

From time to time she would stick her head out and look towards the stairs.

Although there was no expression on her face and she still looked as cold as before, anyone could feel her anticipation.

Two minutes ago, a relatively handsome senior from the second year of high school came up to talk to me.

But the senior student responded with a cold and distant look.

Under that look, the senior student could only leave in embarrassment.

This made them breathe a sigh of relief, but their mood also became more complicated.

Yes, there was indeed a scandal about Hamabe-senpai during the school trip last semester.

Some people said that they saw her holding hands with Watanabe from Class C of Grade 1.

Later, during the BBQ buffet, Hamabe-senpai went to Class C of Grade 1, and the scandal reached its peak.

Many people wailed about their broken hearts and said that their youth was over.

But as the discussion became more heated, the two parties became increasingly silent, and after the baptism of time, the matter seemed to have become a piece of dust.

Everyone gradually lost interest in this matter.

At the same time, there are rumors that Watanabe from Class C is a relative of Senior Hamabe.

As a result, many people who wanted to pursue Hamabe-senpai started to cheer up again.

"So, is it a boy or a girl that Hamabe-senpai is waiting for?"

The boy with the classic bowl cut turned around and looked at his friend next to him.

They had promised their friend that they would go home together after his club activities were over, and considering the time, they would have to wait a little longer.

"Aren't you talking nonsense?"

My friend pursed his lips, and there was an inexplicable hint of aggression in his voice.

He raised his eyes and looked at the graceful figure across the street.

The sunlight shines through the leaves and falls on that flawless face, adding a sense of unreal beauty to it.

"It must be a girl! Which boy did you see Hamabe-senpai getting close to?"

He answered without thinking.

"Watanabe from Class C, Grade 1."

The boy with the bowl-cut haircut was somewhat dissatisfied with his good friend's tone and said this deliberately.

"...Didn't you hear the rumors among your classmates? They say that Watanabe is a relative of Hamabe-senpai. He's said to be her cousin."

My friend pursed his lips and spoke a little louder unconsciously, as if this could prove that what he said was right.

"uh-huh."

The boy with the bowl-cut hair pursed his lips but didn't ask any more questions.

He knew that his friend was completely obsessed, just like the lyrics of the recent hit song "First Love".

"Oh! The person Hamabe-senpai is waiting for seems to have come out!"

The boy with the bowl-cut hair suddenly had a bright look in his eyes.

Then, he and his friends fell silent.

The situation on the other side of the street was reflected in their eyes.

Ryoko Hamabe raised her hand and waved towards the figure.

Then she trotted over to the figure and took his arm.

It is hard to imagine that the cold river that kept people away for thousands of miles melted in an instant.

Instead, there was a sweet smile and gentle and affectionate eyes.

"..."

Subconsciously, the boy with the bowl-cut hair turned around and looked at his friend.

"What now?"

In the end, he couldn't say this.

Ugh.

After sighing in his heart, he patted his friend's shoulder.

Hmm...that boy is indeed worthy of Hamabe-senpai.

Anyway, he didn't even dare to imagine that he could grow up like that in his dreams.

"He must be a scumbag, the kind who plays with girls' feelings!"

Inexplicably, his good friend gritted his teeth and said this indignantly.

"maybe."

He thought about it and agreed.

"Sorry, it took a little longer there."

Walking down the gentle slope outside the school, Watanabe Yu took the initiative to start the conversation.

He failed to keep time.

"Hmm...does that mean I should be angry now?"

Hamabe Ryoko blinked and loosened her grip on his arm.

“It would be best if you could not get angry.”

"So should you do something?"

Hamabe Ryoko slowed down her pace and continued his conversation.

There was a hint of persuasion in the slightly cold voice.

"...Can you give me some hints?"

"Let me teach you. Look at my movements. Open your hand. I'll put my hand in and align it with the gaps between my fingers... That's right! That's what I mean."

Hamabe Ryoko smiled.

She raised her hand and let Watanabe Yu see their interlocked hands.

Then she quickened her pace again and continued in a very soft voice.

"There's no need to say sorry between us, let alone apologize. Besides, I only waited for a few minutes. Compared to you rushing to finish your work, I hope you can finish your work in peace and stability."

Just like she told him, she would be his shadow.

"I will always be with you and wait for you. So promise me that you won't say sorry, okay? Just like you said to me before, what's the point of apologizing all the time? Can't you be more polite the closer we are?"

Hamabe Ryoko paused, suddenly thought of something, and her face turned red for no reason.

"Besides, you are not polite at all when you should be polite."

She looked away and muttered something in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

She clearly listened to him that day.

She leaned close to his ear and called him "Danna" softly many times. She also obeyed his wishes and assumed many positions and begged for mercy honestly, but he still didn't forgive her.

"Bad guy!"

She pursed her red lips, and her slender white neck was unconsciously stained with a layer of rose pink.

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Chapter 189 Their tacit understanding [2K6]

The longer she stayed at Mr. Troll's house, the more Ayana Amamiya felt an indescribable feeling.

A long time ago, her mother talked to her about the concept of "home". Her mother said that home is a place that can shelter from wind and rain and make people feel safe.

Sometimes, even the shelter from wind and rain can be removed, the key is to make you feel at ease.

In the past, she always stubbornly believed that only when she left the Amemiya family, or took over the Amemiya family, could she completely relax and feel the so-called sense of security.

As for love, she doesn't ask for it.

In her view, this thing, like a happy family, is an unattainable luxury.

But things are unpredictable, who could have thought that everything would change after meeting Mr. Troll.

He told her that she was no longer alone and that he would be her support.

Then, he really did it, defending and protecting her again and again.

She was happy and guilty.

She knew that he was actually the kind of person who would be happy as long as he had a stable life and enough savings. In other words, he had no ambitions and a relatively laid-back personality.

But because of himself, he was forced to get involved in things that went against his character.

This is also the reason why she didn't mention how much she wanted when talking about shares that day. She thought she didn't want a single cent.

She wanted to do whatever she could to help him.

But in the end, he was still helping her.

She clearly thought that she should let him be her gigolo, but now, she was the one who was being her gigolo.

"So, Mr. Yasuhara wants to have a meeting with us?"

After putting a handful of shredded potatoes into her bowl, Amamiya Ayana raised her head and looked at him who was drinking water.

Just now, she listened to his entire story.

This includes waiving his tuition at Chengnan Private High School and giving him three times the highest scholarship.

"Yes."

Watanabe Yu put down the mineral water bottle, picked up a piece of rice with chopsticks and put it into his mouth.

"We have to bring paper materials and use your talent to convince her. Then, we can get a gold medal of immunity from death. By the way, these ribs are really delicious. You are the real cooking god, Ryoko!"

Watanabe Yu turned his head and gave Hamabe Ryoko a thumbs up.