Chapter 185

"Could it be that he rejected Bocchi again?"

Ishikawa Hayato simply denied it, shaking his head slightly with a smile.

"No, no, I have two girlfriends now. I've taken a big step towards my dream!"

"They even let him go after he started dating Bocchi..."

She sighed inexplicably, then the phone camera panned wildly, and a few seconds later, amidst the sound of her slippers, the room lights went out.

Seeing this reaction, Ishikawa Hayato was filled with anticipation but also slightly surprised that Ryo would listen to him on such a matter.

In the moving room, he saw Liang wearing ordinary long pajamas.

Looking at her pajamas, which were even less revealing than usual, and the phone swaying as it captured her walking from the bed to the door and then back, I could see her in motion.

At this moment, Ishikawa Hayato looked at Ryou, who was also his girlfriend's Ryou, and inexplicably felt a kind of domestic eroticism.

Back in bed, she placed her phone beside her, and Ishikawa Hayato could only see the ceiling illuminated by the phone screen.

After a brief, intriguing rustling sound that piqued curiosity, the blanket swiped across the phone screen again.

In no time, the screen on the phone moved again.

Ishikawa Hayato's phone screen showed Ryo leaning against the pillow, covered by a thin blanket, looking at him with a strange smile.

Her pretty face rarely showed such a mischievous air, giving her a very girlfriend-like feel.

Before Ishikawa Hayato could say anything, the video abruptly ended.

Just as Ishikawa Hayato's heart was stirred by her, he stared blankly at the screen as the video call ended.

So that's what her mischievous look meant!

After a long while, he left a message on Line.

"I've already taken a screenshot of what just happened and set it as my home screen, intending to keep my phone lit up all night."

"Liar," Liang replied with lightning speed.

Damn it! Ishikawa Hayato wished he could go over there right now and pin this scumbag to the bed and teach him a lesson.

The next day, after another restless night's sleep in his familiar bed, Ishikawa Hayato arrived in Shimokitazawa.

Of course, he didn't come here today to cause trouble for Liang.

Buying furniture for Hitori is the most important thing today.

However, when he arrived at the Shimokitazawa Station today, he didn't see her at the roadside where he and Hitori had agreed to meet.

Although he arrived ten minutes early, it's quite rare for Hitori to arrive later than him; in fact, it's the first time he's encountered such a situation.

But less than two minutes later, Hitori came from outside the station and quickly jogged towards Ishikawa Hayato after seeing him.

"Yes, yes... um."

Slightly out of breath, she ran Hitori to him, revealing a somewhat bewildered and sorrowful expression.

"You weren't late."

Ishikawa Hayato smiled and patted her back, glancing in the direction she had come from; she seemed to have come from their rented apartment.

"Hitori just went to our apartment?"

Hitori have the keys to their apartment.

She glanced at Ishikawa Hayato, not too surprised that he had guessed what she had done, but she was also a little embarrassed.

He glanced to the side and said softly.

"Yeah, I came over this morning and cleaned it up a bit..."

She naturally wouldn't mention that she was so excited that she woke up early in the morning, ran around the place that was now considered their home, and planned how to use each room.

After deciding to leave the largest main room to Ishikawa Hayato, she observed every corner of the room.

At the same time, she began to imagine how Ishikawa Hayato would arrange things here, and fantasized that she had arrived at a room that had been occupied by Ishikawa Hayato for a long time, filled with his presence and personal style.

This was the worst thing she felt she could do to Ishikawa Hayato.

Seeing some dust in the corner, and unable to accept that there was dust in her love nest, she couldn't help but clean it herself without waiting for Ishikawa Hayato.

She dared not speak of these things, nor dared she recall them.

Ishikawa Hayato could sense that she hadn't just come to clean; he had a feeling she'd done something bad in their apartment.

But he didn't care.

He smiled, leaned down, and whispered in her ear.

"She didn't even wait for me; I guess I'll have to play a good trick on this girlfriend."

Isn't this already a prank?!

Hitori tried hard to suppress her urge to ruin things and to control her shyness.

She gave a soft "hmm," then silently walked to Ishikawa Hayato's side, hesitated for a moment with her half-raised hand, and then took Ishikawa Hayato's hand in hers.

Their rented apartment wasn't too far from the station, and it didn't take them long to get there.

The two took the elevator up, opened the door, and were greeted by a room that was even brighter than the last one.

Ishikawa Hayato looked down at the gleaming floor and couldn't help but wonder how early Hitori had arrived. It seemed the planned cleaning session between the two of them was completely unnecessary.

He looked helplessly at the floor where he couldn't step onto it with his outdoor shoes.

"I should have bought slippers before coming up."

Hitori was just about to change into the slippers she had bought that morning to wear while cleaning when she heard him say that. She was surprised and suddenly realized that she hadn't prepared an extra pair for Ishikawa Hayato.

"Ah, Falcon, wear mine!"

She quickly pushed her slippers towards Ishikawa Hayato.

Seeing Hitori Ichiri valued him, Ishikawa Hayato felt a pang of heartache. It seemed he still needed to teach her properly.

"I'll just go downstairs and buy a pair."

He smiled and refused, but just as he was about to turn around, seeing the faint look of disappointment on Hitori, he stopped in his tracks.

"Never mind, I'll buy it after I've planned the room layout."

He took off his shoes, half-put on Hitori's tiny slippers, then turned around and looked at Yili standing in the Hitori.

Seeing her looking a little puzzled, and having taken off her shoes, I saw her small feet, clad in black socks, preparing to step into the house.

He said.

"I'm sorry, my girlfriend, there aren't any other slippers at home, so I'll have to hold you."

Hitori's expression went from surprise to astonishment, and then to utter disbelief.

"Huh?!"

Before she could react, Ishikawa Hayato had already half-squatted down, wrapped one arm around her knees and the other around her shoulder, easily lifting her up in his arms without any resistance.

"Eh eh eh eh!!!"

Hitori blushed and shouted in a panic.

But then her gaze shifted to Ishikawa Hayato's face, and seeing how close he was to her, she quickly covered her mouth.

Ishikawa Hayato felt that Hitori in his arms was starting to melt again, so he quickly reminded her.

"Don't let Hitori melt, Yili!"

"Hmm... I'll try my best..."

Her voice was barely audible.

"Then come visit my home!"

Ishikawa Hayato laughed and carried Hitori in a princess carry as they strolled around their temporary home.

After touring the house and confirming the room layout once again, Ishikawa Hayato went to the balcony and sat Hitori -legged in a spot where the sun could shine directly into his arms.

Ishikawa Hayato sat cross-legged on the ground, with Hitori sitting across his legs.

He had one hand on Hitori's shoulder and the other holding his phone, looking at the layout of the house.

"Well, if we can't drill a hole in the wall, then we can only choose a freestanding TV. Should we buy a TV stand or... what do you think, Hitori?"

"Won't that... be too expensive...?"

Hitori said uneasily.

Ishikawa Hayato shook his head.

"These will come in handy later. I don't like to settle for less when it comes to important things. The longer you invest your feelings in something, the better, right?"

I Hitori blankly at the various shopping plans on his phone.

She then turned to look at Ishikawa Hayato.

But Ishikawa Hayato immediately noticed her subtle movement and turned his attention to her.

Seeing the light in her eyes, Ishikawa Hayato gently approached and lightly pecked her lips.

Hitori the smoke and softening began to rise again, Ishikawa Hayato secretly smiled to himself while glancing at his phone and asking a question.

What kind of TV shows does Hitori like?

Having gained some resistance, Hitori recovered quickly. She looked at Ishikawa Hayato's phone, hesitated for a moment, but still pitifully and plaintively said...

"I can't beat my sister to the TV at home, so I haven't watched it in ages. So, Hayabusa, you don't need to worry about what I think."

Ishikawa Hayato could almost see Futari sitting happily on the sofa with the TV remote, and Ichiri standing blankly in the corner, Hitori at her.

She has absolutely no air of authority as an older sister.

He smiled.

Hitori looked at him with a mournful expression.

Ishikawa Hayato stopped laughing and coughed lightly.

"But if we're together in the future, we'll probably watch it occasionally, like movies, TV series, or videos from Guitar Hero accounts on TV..."

"Then, then, let's not go for that one!"

Hitori hurriedly tried to stop him.

Ishikawa Hayato laughed happily again.

Hitori then realized that she had been tricked again, but surprisingly, she didn't feel much resentment from being tricked all the time.

On the contrary, it felt like we were closer.

She chuckled softly.

Looking at her, who seemed much more relaxed, Ishikawa Hayato said lightly.

"So let's shop together for the place we'll be living in for the next few years, and the furniture we'll use for several years or even longer."

After deciding on the general layout of their home, the couple went to a furniture store to buy furniture.

Although the furniture store was crowded and she had never been to that Hitori, she held Ishikawa Hayato's hand and leaned against him without feeling scared at all.

As she kept ordering more and more items, she was stunned by the final price when she saw it at checkout.

So it turns out Falcon is the kind of person who spends money without any planning.

But is it alright to spend so much money? Hitori watched as Ishikawa Hayato calmly confirmed the quantity of items and various requirements, and still couldn't help but feel a little worried.

After the salesperson confirmed the quantity and requirements of the items, they took the two people to the checkout.

Hitori couldn't resist any longer; she carefully tugged at Ishikawa Hayato's clothes.

"Um?"

Ishikawa Hayato turned to look at Hitori, but a familiar little piggy bank was shoved in front of him.

"If there aren't enough falcons..."