Chapter 223
She hesitated for a moment, sighed inwardly, and asked cautiously, feeling quite embarrassed and awkward.
"Just asking, just asking..."
As she spoke, her red eyes met Hitori's gaze uneasily, then looked away again.
His uneasy expression bore a resemblance to Hitori's, as if their souls had been swapped.
"Are you all really dating Hayato-kun?"
This wasn't something that needed to be hidden, but Hitori still thought about it and, after confirming that Ishikawa Hayato hadn't told her not to say it, hesitantly nodded.
"Um."
"I see..." Nijika sighed, then asked, "Didn't you two have a fight?"
Hitori shook his head.
Seeing her response, Nijika felt relieved, and then complained.
"Hayato-kun's biggest flaw is probably his womanizing."
She still remembers that at her birthday party, one of her friends took a liking to Ishikawa Hayato at first sight and asked him if he had a girlfriend. Later, his relationship was even discussed among her friends at school.
Nijika thought that Hitori would agree, but unexpectedly, she shook her head after thinking about it.
"There are indeed many people who like falcons, but falcons seem to rarely interact with others. Apart from morning exercises and going to the suburbs, they usually stay at home."
As Hitori who had lived with Ishikawa Hayato for a period of time, Ichiri's words carried considerable weight.
"Hey, I thought Hayato-kun was the type to flirt with girls on the street."
Nijika was shocked, while Hitori pursed her lips.
Seeing Hitori's rare expression of dissatisfaction, Nijika smiled and waved her hand.
"I'm sorry, I misjudged the situation."
She sighed and said, "I see... then we still need to keep a close eye on Hayato-kun."
Hitori hearing her words, Ichiri smiled wryly at the same time.
"Um."
Nijika noticed her worried look and smiled.
"Don't worry, if Hayato-kun acts recklessly, everyone will side with Bocchi-chan."
Hitori nodded with certainty.
"I know."
After the conversation ended, Nijika turned to look at the band on stage who had finished playing the second song and started MC.
The subconscious mind actually gathers more information than the person consciously notices.
After Nijika finished speaking, she gradually noticed that Hitori's expression was a bit off. The Bocchi she knew wasn't the kind of person who would respond so confidently to someone's words of comfort.
She seemed certain they would help her.
That's true, but Nijika felt that their understanding was different.
She thought about it for a moment, and soon she remembered that everyone else was already dating Ishikawa Hayato, and she immediately understood the situation.
Hitori believes, or rather, what is reality, is...
They stopped keeping an eye on Ishikawa Hayato to help Hitori, but to prevent him from doing anything reckless for their own sake.
When she spoke of "everyone," she clearly included herself, without Hitori specific explanation.
Nijika realized that her feelings were probably already known to everyone, and that they had all expressed their attitudes towards her involvement.
While she breathed a sigh of relief, she couldn't help but feel resentful that her friends were leading her down a bad way.
But Nijika wasn't as resolute as she appeared, and she tentatively asked again, feeling uneasy.
"Bocchi-chan, are you really not angry with me?"
She wanted to confirm whether what she thought was true.
But overwhelmed by a sense of immorality, she still dared not look Hitori.
When it comes to stealing her friend's boyfriend, she can't be as bold and assertive as Ryo, openly snatching him away, nor can she be as decisive and efficient as Kita, breaking up with him without a trace.
Even if she liked him, she couldn't feel at ease being with Ishikawa Hayato.
Although it was strange, she still planned to first ascertain the wife's feelings before stepping into a realm that was about to deviate from conventional morality.
Nijika wasn't the type to enjoy this kind of thrill. While complaining that Ishikawa Hayato had pushed her to this point, she waited for the final result, like tearing apart a flower petal, to determine whether she should love someone.
"Ah... if you're asking if I care... of course I do care, but I can't stop Hayato-kun from doing whatever he wants... so..."
Nijika heard Hitori's voice and turned to look at her.
Hitori wore a troubled smile and said helplessly.
After hearing Hitori's statement, Nijika, who had already confirmed her own thoughts, also found her own ideas amidst her wavering.
She sighed, "In the end, he was still a womanizer."
Faced with this undeniable evidence, Hitori could only agree and nodded helplessly.
"Um..."
On television, the two characters rapidly solved puzzles and navigated challenging levels.
Inside the living room, the two sat on two soft beanbag chairs.
Because she had reached a major level, Ryo's progress was stuck. After several unsuccessful attempts, she casually shoved the controller into Ishikawa Hayato's arms.
Ishikawa Hayato took the handle and attacked at night. He asked Liang, "Group 69.49'36135."
"Can I laugh?"
Liang responded with a smile.
Ishikawa Hayato understood the meaning behind Liang's smile, which was probably, "You can try it; I don't know how I'll react."
He suppressed the urge to grin, took the handle from her, handed her his own, and gave her legs a sharp look.
Liang took the controller from him, felt his gaze, and unconsciously tightened his legs. He then began to control the character whose operation requirements were relatively simple in this level.
Seeing that Liang had stopped and sent a urging signal after passing a certain stage in the game, Ishikawa Hayato finally looked away and quickly started clearing the level.
His smooth maneuver made Liang, who was about to burst into laughter, sigh and suppress her smile.
But Ryo didn't give up; she kept asking Ishikawa Hayato while controlling her character.
"Bocchi, you're beautiful now, aren't you?"
"Ishikawa Hayato's maneuver was flawless," he responded.
"Um."
Don't you want her to like you more?
"How do we do it?"
"I only like her."
"This is... eating... eating..."
While Ryo wasn't paying attention, Ishikawa Hayato glanced at her tiny feet, which were covered in pantyhose and not wearing slippers, and deliberately stammered for a long time.
Then he successfully got kicked by Liang.
What a steal!
But in the game, because of his mistake, this level had to be started all over again. Liang glanced at him and felt like he had lost out big time.
Seeing her sullen expression, Ishikawa Hayato put down the game controller.
He smiled and looked at Liang.
"It's surprising that Sister Ryo always seems so carefree, can become sentimental."
Liang was taken aback, then lowered his gaze in thought.
She was actually aware that her mindset was gradually becoming more humble, and she cared more and more about Ishikawa Hayato, often letting him have his way.
But there's nothing she can do about it.
"Examples prove that women are indeed more easily changed by romantic relationships."
She asked again, "What, you don't like me like this?"
Ishikawa Hayato looked at her and denied it.
"No, it has nothing to do with what you like, I just like Sister Ryo."
Liang felt a pang of panic as he stared at her with such an aggressive gaze. She tugged at the hem of her skirt and tried to calm herself down.
Don't look at my legs when you talk.
"It all depends on whether the pervert follows his own desires."
Ishikawa Hayato stared intently at Ryo, looking him up and down, but after a moment's thought, he added a sentence.
"But within the limits set by oneself, one should follow one's own heart."
Ryo looked at Ishikawa Hayato and realized that she had changed, but he hadn't changed much.
Her heart was not as steadfast as Ishikawa Hayato's.
The feeling that she was getting closer and closer to him, and that everything was up to him, grew stronger and stronger in her heart.
"Should we do it?"
Her voice vibrated, breaking the silence.
Liang sat on the beanbag chair, her body slightly bent, her skirt pulled up to her bent knees, her face showing a maturity beyond her years and a touch of coquettishness as she looked at him.
Clearly, she offered no resistance whatsoever.
Ishikawa Hayato could almost picture himself pinning her to the ground.
He raised his hand slightly and then put it back down. He took out his phone, checked the time, sighed, and showed it to Liang.
"It's 8:20 now, and there's still 1 hour and 40 minutes until Fanxing closes. Adding the time they spend cleaning and the time it takes Hitori to come back, it'll only be two and a half hours."
He shook his head after he finished speaking.
Clearly, he's not one to compromise; even in this situation, he'd rather wait until the weekend. Of course, it's also possible he simply doesn't want to change what he's already decided.
Seeing Ishikawa Hayato's disdain for the short time, Ryo smiled and said in a calm tone.
There's a saying that 90% of men are instantly ejaculated on their first time.
"Ryo actually thinks I'm 90%..."
Ishikawa Hayato feigned dejection.
Seeing his dejected look, Liang reached out and touched his head, remembering a plan she had made long ago.
Back then, she didn't indulge Ishikawa Hayato like she does now, not even in her thoughts.
After hesitating for a moment, she smiled and talked about a promise she herself didn't know if she would keep.
"If you can satisfy me, I can help you with your love life in the band afterwards, and I won't mess around anymore... But if not, don't even think about it, except for people Hitori away, okay?"
The protagonist is about to make a bet he absolutely has to try!
"I'll revise it," Ishikawa Hayato said confidently.
"If that's possible, then Ryo can love me without worry, and I will always love Ryo who loves me."
As Liang listened to his words, she felt a little more relaxed for some reason. Her worries disappeared, and she gained a sense of calm and composure.
Ishikawa Hayato never intended to achieve his goal of building a large family by suppressing and trampling on the dignity of young girls.
He is not someone who uses this behavior to satisfy his pride.
Even if there are many people, he will love each and every one of them well.
175. The commotion before the school festival (4)