Chapter 312

"Brother, you should treat your wives better."

"That goes without saying, it will definitely be better than you."

Ishikawa Hayato casually uttered infuriating words.

Xiang also punched him hard.

Why do they like this person?!

Ding-dong! As the elevator doors opened, the answer she already knew quickly surfaced in her mind.

He is like a solo dancer who sees through the world yet moves freely.

Everyone in this world is both shaping and being changed by their environment.

He was casually changing his environment, and even when he blended into it, the environment still changed with him.

He dared to do things that were impossible or that most people wouldn't even dare to think about.

What he possesses is this irresistible charm that draws others to him like moths to a flame.

As soon as the elevator doors opened, Hibiki stepped out first, extending her palm towards the door to block Ishikawa Hayato.

"Okay, this is fine. Your wives are still waiting for you."

"Since when did you become able to control me?" Ishikawa Hayato used his longer arm to press down on her head, then circled around her with her head as the center and his arm as the radius.

"Let's go, I said I'd take you to the station, so I will."

Hibiki was already used to being toyed with like this, and sighed as he followed.

"Brother, you've become arrogant."

"I have a photo of you eating snacks this afternoon, as well as a list of today's snack expenses. Do you need me to ask my family for reimbursement?"

"Sorry!"

Hibiki was very good at judging the situation. He apologized immediately, then smiled and followed Ishikawa Hayato with light steps.

After dropping Hibiki off and returning home, Ishikawa Hayato hadn't even changed into his slippers when he heard the sound of slippers stomping on the ground as someone quickly approached.

"Hayato-kun... did you explain?"

With a pitiful voice, he saw the pathetic Nijika appear before him.

She, who used to be so assertive and sunny, now walked towards him with a very weak and timid demeanor, her fingers nervously twisting together, her shoulders slumped, and her eyes filled with a tender look of wanting to lean on him.

Absolutely adorable.

After seeing that Ishikawa Hayato indeed closed the door and there was no more noise, she threw herself into his arms.

"I explained it, but it seems to have backfired."

Ishikawa Hayato stroked her head and then her side ponytail, recalling his conversation with Hibiki on the way earlier.

"Eh?" Nijika's eyes welled up with tears as she looked up at Ishikawa Hayato.

Ishikawa Hayato quickly explained.

She said that Sister Nijika actually had such a clumsy side.

"Hmm..." Nijika, now in full-on spoiled mode, was extremely clingy, embracing Ishikawa Hayato with a mournful expression.

"Actually, it's okay if you get found out. It's normal to do this kind of thing when you're dating. Relax. Hibiki is more worried about her own assumptions back then than you are."

Ishikawa Hayato patted her on the shoulder.

"Let's go, you haven't finished packing your suitcase yet, have you? Let's chat about that idiot, Hibiki, while we pack."

"Isn't it a bad thing to call your sister an idiot..."

When Nijika is in a spoiled state, her lecturing words don't have the same force as usual.

Ishikawa Hayato laughed and shifted the blame onto Seika.

"Seika definitely thinks you're an idiot too."

Nijika had just finished a performance, was speechless.

218. April 1st

December 24th, 13:38.

Christmas Eve.

Although the name contains the character for "night," it's still early, and it's not dark yet.

It's a pity that on this day when men are being romantic and hotels are making big money, the five-member Kessoku Band is about to go perform in Shinjuku.

This left Ishikawa Hayato quite frustrated.

If he had known that Nijika would move in later, he definitely would have refused the performance.

After practicing with Hitori, they came out of the rehearsal room together. Before Ishikawa Hayato even reached the hall, he saw a pile of musical instruments stacked at the entrance.

The drum set, guitar, bass, and keyboard, all wrapped in bags, were piled up into an artistic mountain, and wonderful music automatically started playing in my mind.

Although the instruments were all packed and ready, the five of them weren't in a hurry to set off.

They're not the Sprout Band they used to be anymore, so there's no need for them to rush out early in the morning to check out the venue, experience the atmosphere, and calm themselves down.

These days, they've been to quite a few performance venues and are very used to performances.

Upon entering the lobby, Ishikawa Hayato glanced at Nijika and Ryo, who were sitting on the sofa watching TV, and then looked around before asking.

"Where is Ikuyo?"

Nijika turned to look at him when she heard the voice.

"They're preparing it in the room."

"Prepare?"

Ishikawa Hayato was surprised; what else was there to prepare?

Liang succinctly replied, "Touch up your makeup."

"I thought she would only prepare seriously for the first performance venue she went to."

Ishikawa Hayato recalled that when Ikuyo went to perform at Fanxing recently, she hadn't made any special preparations. Why was she suddenly so serious today?

He was slightly puzzled, but he quickly guessed what might be the reason.

It was Hitori who voiced his thoughts on his behalf, though she didn't say it with much certainty.

"Because today... is Christmas Eve."

Ishikawa Hayato immediately broke into an overly bright smile.

However, no one said anything. Of course, Nijika and Hitori noticed his smile and the daydreaming beneath it.

Hitori him, watching him, Hitori clear, azure eyes blinked, and as her gaze shifted, she also imagined the colors of a peaceful night.

Nijika, sitting on the sofa, sighed helplessly as she watched the two of them, but surprisingly, she couldn't wake them up.

But after regaining his senses, Ishikawa Hayato walked towards the sofa and said to Nijika.

"Strange, why didn't Nijika stop her from ordering it today?"

Hitori suddenly slowed his pace.

Nijika said forcefully, as if expressing her dissatisfaction, "It's no use stopping her anyway."

Ishikawa Hayato, however, did not believe it. Nijika and Ryo had known each other for many years, and even with Ryo's incorrigible and wicked personality, she still knew how to teach him a lesson.

Ishikawa Hayato sat down next to Nijika, slightly turned to face her, and teasingly leaned his upper body against her, looking at Nijika's slightly wary and shy face as he asked.

"Really?"

When he asked the question, his knee touched Nijika's bare thigh; her knee was smooth, and her kneecap was barely visible.

At this moment, Liang, who had been watching TV, glanced over here before immediately looking away.

Nijika naturally didn't see it, but her woman's intuition told her that besides Ishikawa Hayato, there were two other eyes watching her.

She looked down and bumped her head against Ishikawa Hayato's shoulder.

"You always bully me."

Nijika didn't use any force at all; rather than bumping into him, she was using this method to get closer to Ishikawa Hayato.

Ishikawa Hayato casually placed his hand on her waist.

"How can teasing a girl you like be considered bullying?"

Even though they often hug and cuddle, and even share a bed many times, Ishikawa Hayato never gets tired of such contact.

It wasn't just physical contact; at such close range, it felt as if I could sense her thoughts, her reliance and longing, and the tenderness that softened to the core beneath her thin layer of pride.

Nijika turned her head slightly, her golden hair making a soft rustling sound as it brushed against his sleeve.

As if noticing something, Nijika gently nudged him, signaling him to stop talking.

She's so delicate, yet so earnest and serious.

Ishikawa Hayato smiled, lightly bumped heads with her, then ended the ambiguous moment and greeted Hitori, who was still standing to the side.

"Hitori, don't stand there so stiffly."

"Um..."

He almost held his breath, trying to hide Hitori the spot before finally walking over.

However, before she could even reach the sofa, Ikuyo suddenly ran out from the aisle with cheerful footsteps.

She turned sideways, as if anticipating the situation, facing the sofa with her body spread wide in an X shape, and cried out joyfully.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, let's go!"

The moment Ikuyo appeared, the entire atmosphere of the exchange changed, and today was another day of her going all out.

Her already youthful and lovely face became even whiter and brighter after makeup, and also showed an alluring peach-pink hue.

And whether it was the effect of her eye makeup or she was genuinely excited, her bluish-yellow pupils seemed to sparkle like stars.

The coat is a very elegant brown overcoat, paired with a warm white sweater and a plaid skirt.

Although the skirt was a bit longer than before, it was still shorter than the coat, and it still revealed her smooth and straight long legs.

She's very confident in her legs and rarely wears stockings, but it's December, and she had recently been chilled by the cold.

This girl is utterly incorrigible.

Ishikawa Hayato sighed, "It'll be cold, you idiot."

Ikuyo thought for a moment, turned around and looked down, and could indeed see her calves.

"Then come over here, Hayato-kun, and take a look."

She waved and said.

Ishikawa Hayato had no choice but to stand up. As for Nijika, she had already kept a slight distance from Ishikawa Hayato when Ikuyo came out.

Following Ikuyo into the corridor, after a few steps, Ikuyo suddenly stopped, smiled, and turned back.

She strode over, her radiant face pressed against Ishikawa Hayato's, and seductively pulled up her skirt, speaking in a sweet, cloying tone.

"I know it will be cold, but tonight... tonight is Christmas Eve."

It's not just men who will be romantic on this day, making the hotel profitable.

Ishikawa Hayato suddenly understood this principle. After realizing it, he grabbed Ikuyo's hand directly and walked into the room.

But Ikuyo playfully patted her arm.

"I don't have time to redo my makeup."

"All right."

Ishikawa Hayato stopped, feigning regret, but turned back to her and said, "At least wear some pantyhose or something."

Ikuyo thought for a moment, then hesitated before speaking.

"All right."