Yui kindly reminded Hachiman from the side, stopping the boy from courting death.
Hm... Only then did Hachiman remember that the most astonishing thing about Shizuka Hiratsuka wasn't her looks, but the fighting prowess she possessed, which was practically that of a martial artist.
Even Yukino, who was proficient in aikido, only surpassed her in technique. At the end of the day, she was still just a girl without much physical strength.
Shizuka Hiratsuka was different. She was someone who could knock Hachiman unconscious with a single punch. That was why Hachiman had always wondered just how developed the muscles in Shizuka Hiratsuka's upper body were.
Hey, I really feel like you're thinking about something rude.
Shizuka Hiratsuka watched Hachiman through the rearview mirror, her tone unfriendly.
Oh~ Is your ability to sense good and evil as keen as a martial artist's, too? Or are you actually the heir to some reclusive clan, cultivating in the mortal world?
Hachiman was showing more and more signs of evolving into a straight man.
All right, we're here. Get out.
Shizuka Hiratsuka suddenly yanked the steering wheel, bringing the car to a steady stop with a stylish drift.
Because of the centrifugal force, Yui, who wasn't wearing a seat belt, was thrown onto Hachiman. Even though she'd shared a bed with him last night and had been bullied by Yukino and Hachiman together for quite some time, Miss Dango was still just as bashful.
Yui climbed off Hachiman with a delicate blush on her face, while Little Rumi rolled her eyes in displeasure.
She cast Dango a glance filled with both jealousy and envy, then turned her head and voiced her intense dissatisfaction toward the weapon that had nearly suffocated her.
Oh~ Little Shizuka is here again? The usual tonkotsu ramen?
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