Chapter 198

She had been to Ishikawa Hayato's house, but had not yet seen Hitori's house.

Hitori understood her thoughts and denied them.

"No, the rent for this place was basically paid for by Hayabusa."

"Ah?"

Nijika stared blankly at Ishikawa Hayato again, beginning to suspect that this man had robbed some wealthy person.

Ishikawa Hayato noticed the surprised and suspicious looks from the three girls who were visiting his house for the first time, and crossed his arms, chuckling smugly.

"My bathroom is huge, big enough for five people... um..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was kicked in the shin. Frustrated, he squatted down and rubbed his kicked leg.

But before he could rub the elevator for even a short while, before the perpetrator could feel remorse, the elevator doors opened with a "ding," and he stood up and walked out as if nothing had happened.

The group of people were left behind, looking disgusted.

The reason he stopped pretending was because...

Ishikawa Hayato walked a few steps with light steps, almost as if he were floating, and quickly opened the door in front of his house. He stepped aside, stretched out his hand towards the house, and pointed to the five people with a smile.

"Welcome to my new home, please come in."

But that smile was like that of a big bad wolf luring a lamb onto a dinner plate.

It even resembles a headless bulldozer.

Nijika felt that this scene had happened before, but after seeing Ishikawa Hayato's smile, which could be described as malicious, she lowered her head and sighed.

"Hayato-kun, stop smiling, it looks awful."

But she went inside anyway.

Ishikawa Hayato rubbed his face, but couldn't suppress the genuine smile.

Kita, who Kita been excitedly taking out her phone, showed the same look of disgust on her face as Nijika when she passed by Ishikawa Hayato.

Why are you so excited this time?

Ishikawa Hayato smiled without saying a word.

Then, after Hitori, she saw that Ishikawa Hayato was happy, so she nodded slightly to Ishikawa Hayato in return before going inside.

Finally, it's cold.

She paused, waiting for the group to enter before giving them a heads-up.

"If you go too far, even if you beg and cry, Nijika won't forgive you."

Ishikawa Hayato remained silent. Was his expression really that malicious?

However, Ryo's words seem rather ambiguous. What does "too much" mean? If it wasn't "too much," would Nijika forgive him just because he cried and begged?

Also, she only mentioned Nijika, what about the others?

Although Ishikawa Hayato was anxious, he wouldn't act rashly; he sighed and closed the door.

As the door closed with a thud, an excited thought echoed in his mind.

Now, the home that once belonged only to him and Hitori has welcomed three more girls who may become permanent residents, a thought that excites him immensely.

Not to mention that when he turned around, he immediately saw several people preparing to put Hitori slippers.

As the group lifted their feet, took off their shoes, and walked inside, Ishikawa Hayato stopped them.

"Please wait a moment, everyone. I, Ishikawa Hayato, have a dream."

The four of them paused, turned around, and looked at him warily.

Ishikawa Hayato spoke with great sincerity, even pressing his hand to his chest as he continued.

"Could everyone stand at the door and say 'Welcome back' together?"

He had already imagined that amazing and beautiful scene, and even tried to replace them in his mind with various outfits such as maid outfits, cheongsams, Lolita dresses, and office attire.

His dream was so simple and unpretentious.

Of course, it would be even better if you added a question like, "Do you want to eat, take a bath, or enjoy me?"

Nijika smiled weakly, as if she had already gotten used to Ishikawa Hayato's sudden ideas.

"Everyone's soaking wet, Hayato-kun, stop playing around and go take a shower."

Aside from Hitori, who was already used to speaking, he stopped halfway through because no one else spoke, and neither Kita nor Ryo cooperated.

Disappointed, Ishikawa Hayato walked to the entrance and began to change into slippers, while the others followed Hitori inside.

He had just changed his shoes when he heard Kita shout in surprise.

"Wow, it's so spacious! All the furniture looks brand new! And isn't that the super expensive TV?!"

Ishikawa Hayato listened and regained his smugness. As a series of rapid footsteps approached, Kita peeked out from around the corner, her eyes sparkling as she asked Ishikawa Hayato.

"May I take pictures?!?"

Ishikawa Hayato's smile vanished. They hadn't cooperated with him just now, and now they had the nerve to do this? He retorted sharply.

"Don't treat my house like a tourist attraction!"

While he was complaining, Ryo also came back.

She asked Ishikawa Hayato as if she were the head of the household.

"Quickly fill the bathtub with water, I want to take a bath."

Ishikawa Hayato's second-stage commentary.

"What kind of male chauvinist are you?!"

Then Lian Nijika came over, but she calmly held the two of them down and urged Ishikawa Hayato to hurry up.

"Hayato-kun, Bocchi-chan is already filling the water tank. Go take a shower first."

Ishikawa Hayato thought he was about to have something to complain about again, but hearing Nijika's normal words made him feel even more tired for no reason.

It seems that maintaining a family isn't an easy task, and the girls in my family aren't exactly honest either.

He waved his hand. "Four against one, you guys go ahead and shower. I'm healthier than you, I don't catch a cold as easily."

"May I?"

Nijika was still a little hesitant.

"Go quickly."

After Ishikawa Hayato reaffirmed her opinion, she pulled away Kita, who still wanted to take pictures, and Ryo, who was saying she wanted to take a bath but hadn't moved.

Suddenly, the noisy house became quiet again as the girls all went to take a bath.

The noisy sounds vanished from the house in an instant, while the girls' laughter still faintly echoed in the clean home.

Realizing they had all gone to take a shower, Ishikawa Hayato began tidying up the mess he had left behind.

He walked from the entryway to the living room, and in the overly quiet house, he felt like a lonely old man.

He scratched his head, puzzled by his own strange thoughts.

Ishikawa Hayato first changed out of his rain-soaked clothes into a casual T-shirt and sweatpants, then checked the camera for any problems and copied the files to his computer.

When he returned to the entryway, he was about to take his wet shoes to dry when he noticed several more pairs of slightly damp shoes than usual.

This novel feeling, which made him acutely aware that they were all in his own home, made him pause for a moment.

Come to think of it, they really listened to me and launched a night raid. They probably knew that their shoes would definitely be soaked in this kind of weather, but they didn't say anything.

But he didn't pause for long before taking all of their shoes to the small dryer on the balcony to air them out.

After cleaning up the water that had spilled on the floor, he sat in the living room for a while, thinking about what to do next.

With less than a week until school starts, the next step is to finish the music video, and depending on the situation, customize the number of CDs. After the CDs are sold, the Kessoku Band over.

Next... Ishikawa Hayato remembered the appalling grades of several students... He might have to be responsible for their grades again next semester.

In addition to the band's affairs, there were also emotional issues, and even...

Ishikawa Hayato thought about what Ryo's mother had said to him that day.

It seems he needs to go all out with his crazy antics!

Thinking about it, he immediately got up.

He walked straight towards the restroom!

If you're going to be a pervert, you have to act like one when you eavesdrop on girls taking showers!

156. Light

Ishikawa Hayato strongly agrees with this statement.

Human dreams never end.

Now, driven by his desires and dreams, he walked openly into the corridor outside the washroom, listening to the sounds coming from inside, all without anyone watching.

The bathroom in the apartment that Ishikawa Hayato rented didn't open directly into the hallway; you had to go from the washroom to get to the bathroom.

Therefore, the washroom was also used as a changing room, and a washing machine and dryer were placed there, making it a multi-functional transit station.

At this moment, the washing machine was already roaring in the room.

The roaring sound also sparked speculation; all four of them must have thrown their clothes in to wash, meaning the situation inside was...

Ishikawa Hayato abandoned his idea.

If you keep thinking about it, holy light will appear.

The washing machine was humming, but Ishikawa Hayato could still hear their footsteps and conversations as they walked towards the bathroom further inside amidst the noise.

It seems they were all prepared to take a shower, and even took precautions against being attacked.

Knowing that the four wouldn't suddenly come out, he leaned against the wall opposite the bathroom with peace of mind, closed his eyes, and listened intently to the sounds inside the bathroom that were inaudible to most people.

He was still quite curious about what the four of them would talk about in private.

He calmed down and began to listen carefully. The first sound he heard was the bathroom door opening.

Then came Kita's surprised voice.

Wow... the bathroom is so big...

He walked Hitori into the bathroom and picked something up.

"Ah, these are my shampoo and body wash..."

The cool sound moved about Hitori away.

"So these belong to the falcons?"

Hitori's response was very urgent.

"Yes... but Ryosang, maybe not..."

Bang!

The sound of a chop to the head.

Nijika said coldly.

"Put it down."

Cool "Hmm..."

As they moved, Ishikawa Hayato noticed a subtle unease in their footsteps.

He thought about it for a moment with surprise, and after simulating the movements of the group in his mind, he noticed that each of them was holding something in one hand and placing it against their chest.

It appears to be a towel.

As he pondered, the sound of water splashing onto his body and the floor echoed from the bathroom.