Chapter 186

Looking at Hitori's weak and uneasy expression, Ishikawa Hayato felt a pang of guilt and made up his mind.

He wasn't the kind of person who could live off money offered by women without any burden.

But after hesitating for Hitori moment, he still accepted the piggy bank.

"Then I'll accept it, but don't underestimate me, Hitori."

As he spoke, Ishikawa Hayato took out his bankbook from his pocket, and seeing Hitori's puzzled look, he opened it and showed it to her.

Watching Hitori stare at his bankbook, his expression shifted from confusion to blankness, then to existential doubt, and finally to terror.

She was shivering, glancing around cautiously, and speaking in a low, soft voice.

"Hawk... you stole that..."

Ishikawa Hayato slapped her on the head with a chop to the head and asked in an unfriendly tone.

"So that's how Hitori really sees me..."

Before he could finish speaking, Hitori was startled and looked at him, shaking his head nervously.

Seeing her nervous expression, Ishikawa Hayato chuckled.

"It's all legal income," he said, moving slightly closer to Hitori. "Didn't I say I'd take care of Hitori for life? I keep my word."

After he finished speaking, he stood up, playfully ruffled Hitori hair, and looking at his slightly messy hair, he smiled and turned to walk towards the front desk.

He had only taken one step when he heard footsteps approaching from Hitori, so he turned back to look.

Seeing that she was still in a daze, with her hair still messed up by him, he stopped in his tracks.

When Hitori walked to his side, he held her Hitori, fixed her hair, and then took her hand and led her to the front desk.

After paying the bill, the two went to buy some household items.

When the two arrived home, the home furnishing center called to confirm if they could come to their home.

Then I watched as the workers carried various items into the empty house, one trip after another.

Because Ishikawa Hayato had already planned the placement of the items, they were simply placed in their approximate locations after they were brought up.

Hitori was tidying up the unnecessary plastic sheets.

Watching the house come together from scratch, even though some packages weren't fully unpacked, the house, crammed full, already felt very homey.

A feeling of excitement and wanting to cry welled up inside me.

After all the items were placed, the two confirmed that the quantity and quality of the furniture were correct, and that there was no smell. It was the kind of furniture that had been manufactured for some time and had been ventilated, which was what Ishikawa Hayato had requested. Only then did he sign the acceptance form.

Then came another round of tidying and cleaning.

After working for quite a while, it was almost evening.

The two of them, wearing their own slippers, stood in the entryway, looking into the room with mixed feelings.

The orange-yellow sunlight streamed in through the window, illuminating the sofa, coffee table, cabinets, television, and floor, making the brand-new furniture glow with a bright and warm hue.

The light, diffused, further filled their home along with the furniture.

Ishikawa Hayato looked around.

This is the home he and his girlfriend decorated after discussing it.

And this one.

He glanced at the Hitori beside him.

She is his obedient girlfriend.

After that, there should be another girlfriend who is not polite to him, a playful girlfriend, and a girlfriend who can manage the household and control people.

The house will be very lively from now on.

Thinking of this, Ishikawa Hayato couldn't help but beam with joy.

He took the hand of the Hitori next to him and said to her.

"Hitori, let's go check on the house!"

"Um!"

Hitori nodded vigorously, quite excited. She had never imagined she would have such a hopeful future.

Looking at the home that was now truly before her, and her boyfriend who was impeccable in every way except for having a harem... no, having a harem was also a virtue of his, at least... at least he wasn't so perfect that she worried about whether she was good enough for him.

That's enough.

No, it's excellent.

She followed in Ishikawa Hayato's footsteps.

Having already cleaned and seen their new home many times, the two wandered around the house as if they were strolling in a park.

The living room contains a TV, coffee table, sofa, various cabinets, kitchen utensils, tableware, dining table, chairs, and refrigerator.

Toilet... bathroom... Ishikawa Hayato's large room, Hitori's Japanese-style room, guest room, and a rehearsal room.

They searched left and right, and found that Ishikawa Hayato was still playing hide-and-seek with Hitori in the new house, using the furniture as cover.

The Hitori was filled with both helplessness and amusement; with troubled steps but a cheerful smile, they went to catch him.

After playing around for a while, the two started looking at the private rooms they had chosen themselves.

Unlike in the past when the rooms were decided by their parents, this time it was a room they themselves thought about and decided on.

Although there wasn't much of a sense of life in the house yet, Ishikawa Hayato was already so satisfied that he couldn't wait to buy it.

However, Ichiri fell silent for a moment Hitori looked at the enormous double bed in Ishikawa Hayato's room.

Falcon... he really doesn't hide his desires at all.

But she didn't dwell on it, and smiled happily while holding Ishikawa Hayato's arm.

149. Family

The next day, Ishikawa Hayato knocked on his sister's door early in the morning without any politeness, and while she looked on with anger but dared not speak, he used the full-length mirror in her room.

That attitude and that aura perfectly illustrated what it means to be the tyrant of the house.

But he carefully checked whether there was anything wrong with his clothing.

Even though he had already visited Hitori's house twice, this time it wasn't that Hitori's parents were completely handing Hitori over to him, but he was still a little nervous.

They're high school students living together, after all.

After taking pictures for a while, he casually straightened his clothes and turned to ask Ishikawa Hibiki for his opinion.

"Little sister, what do you think of this outfit?"

He had barely finished speaking when Ishikawa Hibiki's extremely perfunctory voice rang out.

"Yes, yes, so handsome! Let's go somewhere I can't see you and be all lovey-dovey."

Ishikawa Hayato glanced back and saw his sister lying on the bed in her pajamas, playing on her phone without even glancing at him. He knew his question was pointless.

He sighed.

"Sigh, she used to call me 'I love you the most, you perverted brother' so obediently, but now... the pervert is so sad."

"Roll!"

A pillow flew over as he spoke and hit Ishikawa Hayato.

Before the pillow could even land, Ishikawa Hayato grabbed it and tossed it back with a laugh.

"They're gone."

He swaggered out of the room, as if he didn't recognize anyone.

On the way to Hitori's house, Ishikawa Hayato was unusually worried.

If Hitori's parents absolutely refuse, what should he say to Hitori?

But he quickly exhaled, blowing away all his worries. In any case, he felt Hitori his parents' evaluation of him should be pretty good.

At least it won't create a situation Hitori both sides are in a difficult position; there will always be solutions to other problems.

Before arriving at Hitori's house, Ishikawa Hayato glanced at Line again and saw that Ichiri hadn't replied to the Line he sent Hitori a while ago, so he knew that the situation was probably going to be quite big.

Holding the gift, he paused at the door for a few seconds, mentally preparing himself before ringing the doorbell.

The doorbell rang loudly enough to be heard from outside, and after a couple of seconds, footsteps approached.

Listening to the footsteps inside the door, Ishikawa Hayato sensed that the sound was rather faint and didn't seem to be Hitori's father's.

Instead, it seems like...

The door opened, and he was greeted by what he considered the final boss, the de facto head of the Gotou family, the highest-ranking member, Hitori's mother, Gotou Michiyo.

She greeted him with a smile.

"Good morning, Hayato-kun. Come in."

Ishikawa Hayato sensed a change in the plan and became even more vigilant. He cautiously bowed his head to greet him.

Good morning, Auntie.

"Hayato-kun, what are you saying? Just call me Mother-in-law -law."

Gotou Michiyo giggled and grumbled.

Ishikawa Hayato paused, his head filled with countless question marks.

Upon arriving at Hitori's house, Ishikawa Hayato followed Gotou Michiyo into the living room.

As we walked, I listened to her talk with great joy.

"Yili has become much more cheerful Hitori, and she even talks about the band at home. Last time we were out of seasonings, she even went out of her way to buy some for us, which really surprised me."

She seemed very satisfied with the changes in Hitori, and it sounded like she had said this to her neighbors and friends many times before, as she spoke it very fluently.

"Before, when I asked her to go shopping, she would stay gloomy in front of the house for ages before finally going out."

Gotou Michiyo spoke, she looked at Ishikawa Hayato and saw that he also seemed to be smiling slightly in satisfaction, so she added.

"I think most of these changes were made at Hayato-kun's request."

Ishikawa Hayato waved his hand apologetically.

"No, no, it's mainly because Hitori is willing to change."

Gotou Michiyo turned to the front and said softly.

"Love makes people grow. I'm so glad Hitori I met someone as wonderful as Hayato-kun."

Hearing her tone, Ishikawa Hayato secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't let his guard down.

Taking your girlfriend away is like seizing the king on the battlefield; underestimating your opponent and rashly pursuing them could lead to being ambushed.

During their conversation, the two had already reached the living room door. Gotou Michiyo, and Ishikawa Hayato followed her inside.

But the atmosphere inside was extremely strange, as if Hitori were really getting married.

"Sister, won't you be coming back?"

Futari pulled Yili, who was sitting on the sofa, and asked her Hitori series of questions.

Hitori smiled so broadly her mouth stretched to her cheeks, she looked like she was in a blissful daze.

She touched the back of her head and said.

"I'll come back when I have time."

That smile didn't look like someone planning to come back at all.

Ishikawa Hayato yelled inwardly, "Hitori your guard!"