Chapter 218

Neither Ishikawa Hayato nor Hitori are sleepyheads. One gets up early every day to run, and the other is a terrifying figure who can still arrive at school on time every day despite spending two hours on his commute.

Now that they've moved so close to the school, they can relax and enjoy their mornings without any problems.

But today, Hitori came out of her room a little late.

After Ishikawa Hayato returned from his morning run and took a shower, she was still in her room, making him want to make breakfast himself.

However, as he was about to check on his fiancée with concern, the shoji door to her room opened, perhaps because it heard his footsteps.

Hitori stood timidly at the door.

People who see each other frequently easily overlook the slightest changes in each other, and even perceptive people who notice the changes are not surprised.

But those changes accumulate over time, and when they suddenly create a stark contrast with past perceptions on that day, there is an astonishing sense of explosion.

That's how it is now in Hitori.

At that moment, she gave off an aura of breathtaking beauty.

Standing at the door of the Japanese-style room, Hitori was wearing her school uniform. The beige short-sleeved sailor uniform she had only worn a few times since it was custom-made was on her body, revealing part of her figure that was usually hidden by her sportswear.

With slender shoulders and a narrow waist, her figure is graceful and delicate. Her beautiful figure, mostly hidden by her school uniform, is enough to prove her status as a top-tier beauty.

She wore no makeup, yet her skin was as smooth and fresh as a fresh lychee, with a blush of rosy light lingering on her face.

In a hesitant blink, a pair of captivatingly beautiful eyes drew one's gaze involuntarily.

With Hitori head slightly lowered, Ichiri followed Ishikawa Hayato for a long time, and her posture became more and more proper. She no longer exaggeratedly tucked her chin in as before.

She seemed unaccustomed to the wide field of vision, her gaze darting away, her lips pressed together awkwardly as she asked.

"Falcon... how... how is it?"

Having fully revealed Hitori identity as a top-tier beauty, even Ichiri's voice sounded much more pleasant.

Her charm momentarily stunned Ishikawa Hayato, but he quickly recovered and spoke frankly.

"It's so beautiful, I don't want Hitori to go out and be seen by others."

Ishikawa Hayato was certain that Hitori was currently the prettiest and cutest girl in their high school.

Seeing her now, Ishikawa Hayato had the illusion that she used to hide her charm by always keeping her head down, wearing sportswear, and exuding a gloomy aura, all so that other girls wouldn't feel inferior.

"Hmm..."

A slight smile played on Hitori's lips as she clenched her hands and poured out her heart to the person she loved most.

"If Falcon wants, I'll stay home."

Ishikawa Hayato could tell that she meant what she said and wasn't trying to entice him to keep her at home.

She only started changing herself after she was fully prepared to do so.

But she was also prepared to return everything because of a single sentence he said.

But Ishikawa Hayato knew that Hitori wouldn't be truly happy staying at home; she wasn't someone who didn't need any social interaction.

Only then did he accept her change in his heart, and reached out to pat the beautiful girl's head.

"Although that's my hope, I still want Hitori to grow up healthy."

She was enjoying his caresses with a blissful expression.

Seeing that Hitori was still the same as always, Ishikawa Hayato couldn't help but say.

"Hitori, come and hug me."

"Um."

Hitori she could finish speaking, Ishikawa Hayato eagerly embraced her. But while he said he was embracing her, he was already kissing her, and even crossed the line amidst her shy voice.

A while later, Ishikawa Hayato sat at the dining table, watching Hitori bustling about in the kitchen, and he felt he couldn't get enough of watching.

Meanwhile, Hitori shyly busied herself, and as usual, she stole a glance at Ishikawa Hayato during a break in her work.

But when her gaze met that of Ishikawa Hayato, who had been watching her, she realized she had been caught peeping and that Ishikawa Hayato was staring at her. She let out a cute, pitiful cry of discomfort.

Her hands started shaking as she cooked.

Ishikawa Hayato felt that this was making her increasingly nervous, so he looked at her stunning appearance and spoke up.

"By the way, Hitori, I sense you might be in a lot of trouble lately, so remember to use your Summoning Ticket promptly."

Because of Ishikawa Hayato's stern tone, Hitori calmed down. Although she was very nervous, she still looked at Ishikawa Hayato and asked him a question.

"Won't that... bother Hayabusa?"

Ishikawa Hayato replied in a very serious tone.

"Hitori, you are now my fiancée, my other half whom I cannot be hurt. Your safety is the most important thing to me."

Hitori stared blankly at Ishikawa Hayato, his eyes flickering with emotion.

After making breakfast, she hugged Ishikawa Hayato and leaned against him, saying...

"I... I'll be careful, and I'll call Falcon immediately if anything happens."

"Mmm, good girl."

On his way to school, a boy was thinking about where to go with his friends when his friend nudged him on the shoulder.

"What's wrong Imai..."

He turned his head to speak, but before he could finish, he suddenly froze.

At that moment, in his line of sight, on this indifferent street, stood a beautiful girl whom he believed could not compare to any of today's famous idols.

The warm sun illuminated her body, and her footsteps stirred her dark hair.

She has adorable long pink hair, a delicate face with a shy expression that evokes a strong desire to protect her, and a curvaceous figure. She is a pure and innocent girl who makes people want to protect her completely.

Even the skirt that was neatly placed at her knees, and the calf socks that are common among high school girls and exude youthful energy, make one admire her innocence.

Whether it was because her skin was too white or because his gaze was mesmerized, the girl seemed to be surrounded by sunlight, and wherever she went, it was like a fairyland.

Unfortunately, she was very intimate, even leaning her body completely against a man.

While he was lost in thought, Imai, who was next to him, asked him in amazement.

Are there any beautiful girls like that at our school?

"A transfer student... I guess."

He guessed.

If a girl of this caliber is a classmate of theirs and no one knows her, then it's beyond just being ignorant.

"I think I'm infatuated with her."

He couldn't help but speak, but was met with a pitying glance from Imai beside him.

"Didn't you see her clinging to that man's arm?"

Despite being met with Imai's pitying gaze, he still spoke impulsively.

Even so, I'll still try to confess my feelings to her; maybe she'll fall for someone else.

Imai silently took two steps away from him, offering a reminder.

"You'd better take a closer look at that man."

Only then did he reluctantly shift his gaze from the adorable yet radiant beauty to the man beside her.

But as soon as he saw the man's face clearly, his heart sank and he couldn't help but shudder.

Generally speaking, there are several types of students you shouldn't mess with at school: students in the sports club, delinquent students, and students who are the center of attention in the class.

If you accidentally offend these types of students, and they don't let you off the hook, you might be bullied terribly, with no chance to fight back.

Even those around them might take advantage of their misfortune.

But at Shuhua High School, those common sense rules don't apply. There's only one person at the top of the food chain here: Ishikawa Hayato.

Of course, he's not a bad person; he has a good temper.

After seeing how he suppressed unruly and misbehaving students, even turning older students into obedient followers, who would dare to provoke him?

After realizing the situation, he said to Imai, who was standing next to him, his face covered in cold sweat.

Don't tell anyone what I just said...

Imai Fuka said, echoing the sentiment.

"Um... me too, I almost peed myself when I saw it clearly."

The two of them sighed deeply, expressing their regret at not being able to have a girl of that caliber.

This is probably why beautiful women are only meant for the strong.

But soon, he suddenly remembered to ask Imai.

"Oh right, last semester, wasn't there a pink-haired girl next to Ishikawa? I remember her name was something like... Go."

Because it happened to someone who was a prominent figure at school, Imai remembered it very clearly, and he couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

"That gloomy tracksuit?!"

But as soon as he finished speaking, he quickly covered his mouth.

"Um... I'm so shy."

Hitori clung to Ishikawa Hayato's arm, her body almost pressed against his, her eyes closed to avoid being seen.

The two mentioned earlier were already considered slow to react. Many students glanced at the Hitori, then at Ishikawa Hayato, and then averted their gaze as if fleeing for their lives.

Even so, the feeling of being watched was still unbearable for Hitori.

"Aren't there more viewers when you're on stage at a music festival?"

Ishikawa Hayato looked around helplessly. Since they were following the school rush, the surrounding area was basically full of the same group of students, and there was hardly anyone staring at Hitori anymore.

Moreover, Hitori was dressed very plainly, in the same school uniform as the girls around her. In fact, Ishikawa Hayato couldn't see many girls with skirts as long as hers.

"But... but because the venue is different, the feeling is different too..."

She started saying those things again, things that were a bit hard to understand but also quite amusing.

Ishikawa Hayato reluctantly glanced around with a look that seemed to say, "Please don't look at my girlfriend," and most of the students around him would give him face and obediently look away.

After confirming that no one was watching them, he patted Hitori the shoulder with his other hand and said.

"Alright, alright, I've scared away most of the students around me. Hitori take a look."

Hitori then looked up at her surroundings, but only for a second before she whimpered and huddled against Ishikawa Hayato's chest with her eyes closed.

She seems to get nervous just seeing people around her.

After walking a few more steps, she suddenly remembered something important and leaned against him, speaking hurriedly.

"Falcon, I forgot all my books for today. I'll go home and get them!"

It's started again...

Ishikawa Hayato didn't speak, only asking when Hitori, with a weak and uneasy smile, cautiously looked up at him to check his expression.

Is this the truth?

Suddenly, Hitori closed his eyes in grief and cried out.

"Yes, I'm sorry!"

They finally reached the school gate with great difficulty, just as Kita was walking in from the other direction.

After noticing the students' unusual behavior, she stopped and looked towards Ishikawa Hayato. As soon as she saw Ishikawa Hayato, she put aside her doubts, smiled, and quickly ran over, waving and calling out to him.

"Hayato-kun, Gotou- san..."

When Hitori heard a familiar voice and looked up in Kita's direction, Kita's voice calling her name stopped abruptly.

Within Hitori mile's reach, not far from the two, Kita stood frozen, arms raised, motionless.