Chapter 323

"My girlfriend."

Ishikawa Hayato reached out and pulled Hitori into his arms. Hitori smiled and let him hug her, while giving her boss a shy nod.

The boss opened his mouth as if to say something, but hesitated for a moment before speaking.

Are you here to buy a cake?

"Yeah, we agreed on five portions, I want them for all my girlfriends."

The cake shop owner was completely dumbfounded.

He glanced at the obedient and charming Hitori in front of him, recalled the previously beautiful and charming Ikuyo, and thought that there might be two more. For a moment, he didn't know whether to feel jealousy or admiration.

Finally, he packed up the last few pieces of cake in the shop and handed them to Ishikawa Hayato with admiration.

After paying the bill, the two, who had been empty-handed, were now carrying large bags and small packages again.

As they walked out of the gathering, Ishikawa Hayato suddenly realized that he and Hitori seemed different from the other couples.

In other couples, the girlfriend picks out the items and does all the shopping, but in him and Hitori, it's him who picks out the items and Hitori even helps carry them.

He glanced at Hitori, who was carrying several bags of clothes, and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Hitori heard him laugh, she looked at him with a head full of questions, but gradually a smile appeared on her face as well.

"Falcon, what's wrong?"

Ishikawa Hayato shared his thoughts with Hitori.

Hitori hearing this, Yili picked up the packaging bag, looked at it, and noticed something amiss, then burst out laughing.

The two gradually started talking about ordinary couples in the secular world and the various differences between them. As they chatted, the route gradually changed under the guidance of Ishikawa Hayato.

Hitori didn't care at all, and followed along with ease as if he didn't mind being sold.

But within minutes, she saw the place that Ishikawa Hayato had shown her.

Phalaenopsis orchid, poinsettia, winter chrysanthemum, heather, Christmas cactus.

A variety of winter flowers gathered in a flower bed, arranged neatly and elegantly according to their type.

Beneath the flowers, the lamplight illuminated the indistinct colors of the blossoms in the darkness, making them appear bright and vibrant, and giving them a lively yet solitary quality.

After all, these are flowers that bloom against the cold wind.

Unlike others, Hitori rarely sees such scenery and was stunned for a long time.

The first time I saw these winter flowers in the cold wind, I felt a chilling sense of awe and amazement, especially since they had been carefully decorated.

After regaining Hitori senses, Ichiri excitedly said to Ishikawa Hayato, "Hayabusa, it's really, really beautiful!"

"Then let's look around a little longer," Ishikawa Hayato suggested with a slight smile, watching her gaze wander around.

"How about we take a picture?"

"Ah, um, I..."

When it came to taking photos, Hitori became nervous.

Most of her photos are gloomy and don't match the flowers at all, let alone the fact that they were taken by Ishikawa Hayato.

What if I can't strike a nice pose or give a cute smile?

"Just stand aside with the same feeling you had when you saw the flowers, and the rest is up to me."

It was as if Ishikawa Hayato was reading her mind when he answered her.

Hitori was nothing he could do but obediently walk over.

Ishikawa Hayato told her not to move, found a good angle, quickly pressed the shutter, Hitori walked over worriedly to check on her.

A moment later, a look of surprise appeared in her eyes.

Back home, Ishikawa Hayato and Hitori had just put their bags on the shoe rack when they heard hurried footsteps.

"You cunning rascal! How could you do this to me, Hayato-kun!"

Ikuyo ran out in her bathrobe, her cheeks puffed out in dissatisfaction, and stomped her feet as she yelled at Ishikawa Hayato.

"Um, Kita- chan..."

Hitori immediately offered an explanation, but Ishikawa Hayato was even more straightforward.

"I'll take you to film tomorrow night!"

"Very good!"

Ikuyo witnessed what it meant to change Hitori's expression, and after receiving Ishikawa Hayato's promise, she jumped up happily again.

While the two were changing their shoes, Ikuyo didn't leave, chuckling and complaining.

"But I never knew there was such a beautiful place. Hayato-kun didn't tell me."

"It was my fault for not asking you all to come with me."

After changing into slippers, Ishikawa Hayato and Hitori followed the bouncy Ikuyo into the room.

Everything seemed normal, but with each step, the three of them experienced shifts in their emotions.

Ikuyo, who was walking in front, gradually lost her liveliness, lowered her head, pursed her lips, and smiled shyly, before gradually opening up again.

When she reached the middle of the living room, she turned around and said to Hitori.

"Ichiri-chan, why don't you go take a shower first?"

Hitori nodded, knowing that it didn't matter who went first or last tonight, and there was no question of her being sent away.

She quickened her pace toward the room.

Ishikawa Hayato watched Hitori's retreating figure, knowing that two girls would be waiting for him in the room, and decided to hurry up and catch up.

"I'll go too."

But as he was speaking, Ikuyo grabbed him, and the girl quickly snuggled into his arms, pressing her cheek against his chest, gently inhaling his scent, her red lips exuding a fragrance like orchids.

"No, I can't wait any longer."

Before the sticky sound had even faded, she kissed Ishikawa Hayato's chest.

And a corner of her robe had slipped down, revealing a sheer nightgown.

Let's go back to a while ago, when Nijika, Ikuyo, and Liang came back.

Once inside the house, Nijika separated from the two men and placed the shopping bags on the coffee table.

Ikuyo walked directly into the corridor and said hurriedly.

"I'll go prepare the bathwater."

"Um."

Liang responded leisurely, then turned to Nijika, who seemed to be deliberately keeping her distance, and asked, "Want to shower together?"

It's winter, and since they're all girls, bath time tends to be a bit longer. If they take turns bathing, Ishikawa Hayato will be back before they're all finished.

Ikuyo slowed down to eavesdrop.

Nijika calmly poured the candy from the bag into the box.

"Okay, but I'll sleep next door tonight."

Liang scrutinized her expression.

Ikuyo silently walked towards the bathroom.

A short while later, after entering the bathroom, Ryo asked again, "Didn't Hayabusa say anything?"

Nijika smiled and shook her head, as if she didn't care about anything.

"There was some kind of reminder, but it wasn't explained clearly."

Ryo and Ikuyo exchanged glances, both of them unable to help but have the wrong idea.

Seeing their expressions, Nijika couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "One is influenced by one's company." However, she herself, who understood their thoughts, wasn't much better off.

She knew perfectly well that it was not the same thing they thought.

Because they were looking forward to something, Ryo and Ikuyo didn't soak for long today, and quickly got up, dried themselves off, and left.

Although Nijika's thoughts differed from theirs, she didn't linger either.

As Nijika walked past Ishikawa Hayato's room after leaving the bathroom, she heard Ikuyo and Ryo's voices.

"Ryo-senpai, let's agree on something. Don't you have some nice nightgowns too?"

"Since you'll have to take it off anyway, just wear this thing. It's already cut open, or you can just not wear it at all."

"Both are too..."

Unbelievable! Absolutely indecent...

Nijika suddenly stopped thinking, her expression turning somber.

She turned to look at the doors in the corridor, but suddenly noticed something.

If it's a cool room, she can go and rest without asking any questions, but she's a little embarrassed to go to a room Hitori.

But... she glanced at the shoji door and the seemingly within-reach distance.

After struggling for a moment, I went inside.

I took the bedding out of the closet and unfolded it. Luckily, I had been using it last month, so it didn't have any strange smell.

Nijika sat on the bedding, picked up her phone, and started searching.

A short while later, Ikuyo cautiously pushed open the shoji door and peeked in.

Nijika quickly turned off her phone screen.

"Ikuyo-chan, what's wrong?"

"Senior Nijika, are you really not coming? Don't worry about anything, everyone will definitely let you have your way."

Ikuyo then pushed the door open and came in.

Nijika also noticed her attire: a large bathrobe covering her body, and stockings on her legs.

Ikuyo is a fairly decent person... but is it really that comfortable?

"Let's skip tonight, I'm a little nervous."

Ikuyo seemed to want to say something, but then stopped.

"All right..."

She stepped back a little and closed the door behind her.

But just a few seconds later, Nijika inside the room heard her suddenly running out.

Are they back?

Her thoughts had barely faded when the shoji door suddenly opened, Hitori stood in the doorway, looking at her in surprise.

"I... I'll just grab some clothes and head over."

Seeing Hitori rushing towards the closet, Nijika apologized.

"Bocchi-chan, sorry, I've taken up your room."

"It's alright, Nijika-chan, please feel free to use it... I'll be leaving now."

"She's really in a hurry," Nijika thought to herself, looking at the closed door.

But just as she relaxed a little, she heard a patting sound approaching gradually, the sound was very rhythmic.

After a moment of stunned silence, Nijika's eyes widened.

Is this in the hallway?!

"Falcon... uh... Falcon..."

Listening to Ikuyo's lingering, seductive voice, which sounded like a kiss, Nijika gradually calmed down, took a deep breath, turned off the light, and lay down in bed.

In the darkness, she stared at the ceiling.