Chapter 160
"Oh, I see. So, Ogura-kun, you called me here today because..." She hesitated, clutching her clothing bag.
This was the first time she had received a birthday gift since leaving home, and she felt strange.
"Well, nothing much, just wanted to celebrate your birthday a little." He spoke in a strange tone again, "Uh... although the food will only be food I cooked myself."
"No, that's not true. I'm very happy, thank you so much." Hachiman Kairin's usually aloof face showed a change, revealing a hint of joy.
Although the changes are still minor, even these small changes are enough to make Sakurakoji Talent proud.
It's not easy to see anything other than calm on this child's face. Today was worth it!
"May I open it and take a look?" she asked, holding up the bag and moving a little faster than usual.
"Certainly."
She placed the bag on the table and took out a high-quality fabric that was perfectly packaged and had no loose threads.
The entire outfit was black, and judging from the style, it appeared to be a leather jacket and leather pants, following a popular unisex style. In the small bag next to her, there was also a pair of light black sunglasses and a necklace.
The clothes also feature some punk-inspired embellishments, while incorporating a casual street style and a sleek gothic feel, resulting in a perfectly integrated overall look.
Wearing this on stage at a nightclub or livehouse would easily make you the coolest person there.
Image: "Authoritative Kairin!", Location: "Images/1761486372-100446961-114017299. jpg"
"These clothes are really nice. Not only is the fabric high-quality, but the design also maintains a traditional, high-class feel while pursuing avant-garde style. It's amazing how many elements come together without any sense of incongruity. You wouldn't easily find this even in big brand chain stores."
Hachiman Kairin's initially expectant expression turned profound as she became engrossed in the ingenious design of the garment. She fully utilized her discerning eye, typical of a regular customer, and looked back with astonishment at Sakurakoji Talent:
"Ogura-kun, where did you buy this dress? What brand is it?"
Do you like it?
"Hmm! Rather, this design transcends the boundaries of any particular style or genre. Even those who don't like punk streetwear wouldn't dislike it, right?" She gave it high praise.
"That's good. This is a design I created myself. I hope you like it." He placed his left hand on top of his right, rested Hands on the table, and smiled as he revealed the mystery.
"What?!" Her body jolted, her pupils fully showing through the whites of her eyes, and she asked uncertainly and Kokoro, "Is this a joke?"
"No, didn't I mention it before? My hobby is fashion."
"Is this what you call a hobby?!" Her face contorted in disbelief, she weakly propped herself up on the table. "So, the job you're talking about is...?"
Because she had a certain level of understanding, she knew what kind of technical capability this was.
That's about it.
"Oh, I see... It certainly has enough value to skip class casually, in fact, it far exceeds that." She covered her face, her thoughts in disarray, her voice trembling slightly. "But this is too precious as a birthday present, I can't accept it!"
Even if you could find clothes of this caliber elsewhere, they would be quite expensive.
"Didn't I tell you? I designed this myself, so it wasn't that expensive."
"That kind of talk is only good for fooling others."
"So, are you going to accept it or not? Are you going to refuse the gift I gave to my friend?" Sakurakoji Talent's exquisite face fell as he stared at her with a forlorn expression.
"Ugh..." She recoiled as if struck by a shock, clutching her chest in anguish, "This is too despicable!"
"Hehe~ So, what's the answer?"
Hachiman Kairin's brows furrowed, she bit her lower lip lightly, her eyes darting around. After three minutes, she said, "... I understand, I accept, okay?"
"That's more like it!" He nodded in satisfaction, a weight lifted from his shoulders. "Oh, right, I also brought some small desserts. I'll give them to you when we get back. Consider it your birthday cake; I made them all myself."
"If I sent a big cake, I was afraid you wouldn't be able to finish it and wouldn't want to eat it, so I made a small one."
"Thank you." She had lost count of how many times she had said thank you today. After saying it, even she couldn't help but force a smile, her expression stiff.
This was the first time she had ever received such a thoughtful and perfect offer, especially since the other party was a classmate she had only known for a week.
Is this what a true heiress is like?
In the afternoon, Sakurakoji Talent didn't skip any classes.
Although the business is already finished, since I've come all this way, I might as well finish the course, since I didn't make any reservations anyway.
I didn't go back to sleep—because I had slept enough in the morning.
He listened to the lecture leisurely until --
"Teacher..." a demure voice sounded from his left.
He turned his gaze over and saw Miyako Shizuka, who had already packed her schoolbag and was standing by the table, speaking Kokoro and shyly.
"Ah~ Misumi-kun, it's almost time." Seeing her stand up, the teacher, who was giving the lesson, realized what was happening and said without much surprise.
"Excuse me..."
Miyako Shizuka leaned forward slightly, bowing her head, not only to the teacher but also to the other students in the classroom who had been disturbed.
"Everything went well~" a student (who might also be her fan) said goodbye to her.
"Thank you everyone." Miyako Shizuka nodded in acknowledgment, then turned around and prepared to leave through the back door.
"Wait!"
"?"
Miyako Shizuka looked down in astonishment at her left wrist, which was being held by a slender, fair hand. The owner of the arm was none other than Sakurakoji Talent.
His sudden action not only surprised Miyako Shizuka, but also shocked the entire classroom, who didn't understand what he was going to do.
Instead of turning around to talk to Miyako Shizuka, Sakurakoji Talent looked straight at the teacher and said, "Teacher, I suddenly remembered that it's almost time. Can I leave early?"
"..." Dozens of eyes were staring at him from all sides, and when he said that, their jaws almost dropped to the table.
You're kidding me!!!
You clearly saw her leave early and didn't want to go to class either, right?!
Couldn't you come up with a better excuse, or at least let go of her wrist first? That's going too far!
Upon hearing such an obvious and outrageous declaration of leaving early, the instructor's temples throbbed with veins, and his eyes twitched, as if he were about to explode at any moment.
No way! If you're leaving early, fine, leave early! Can't you even be bothered to come up with a decent reason?
Do you even respect me as your teacher? Teachers in Japan have dignity too!
Today I'm going to shut you up and teach you a lesson in how to be a proper student!
--But she only dared to think about it.
The next second, her shoulders slumped limply.
Now, in the entire Hanasakigawa, which teacher doesn't know the legendary reputation of the "Three Emperors"?
If she really tries to show off her authority and dignity as a teacher here, she'll be expelled tomorrow for stepping into the school gate with her left foot first.
Instead of mustering the courage to lash out at the Silver Queen, it would be better to hold the culprit, Miyako Shizuka, accountable, refuse her request to leave early, and take out your anger on her by giving her a good scolding. (Miyako Shizuka: Wait, are you bullying an honest person?!)
So, she could only force a smile that looked more like a grimace, and said in a gentle tone, "Of course, Ogura-kun and Misumi-san both have... important things to do, so of course it's no problem."
"Thank you." Sakurakoji Talent nodded slightly, then turned to Miyako Shizuka: "Wait for me outside for a bit."
"Oh, oh..." Miyako Shizuka nodded blankly, still reeling from the shocking scene, and stiffly walked towards the outside.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, he quickly stuffed all the books into his leather handbag.
Since he didn't intend to write, he didn't even take out a pen, thus saving himself the trouble of doing so.
He picked up another gift bag—the one containing the snacks—and randomly took some, scattering them on the tables of Shiina Rikki and Hachiman Kairin.
"How does it taste? Well then, I'll be going now."
"Oh, see you next time." Hachiman Kairin was quite calm; she already knew what this meant.
After saying that, she quickly put several snack boxes into the drawer.
"Okay, goodbye."
"Wait!"
Before Shiina Rikki was completely out of the loop, could finish speaking, he followed Miyako Shizuka out the back door and closed the sliding classroom door behind him.
After all, it's still class time, and it's not good to spend too much time disturbing everyone's lesson, right?
Inside the classroom,
Shiina Rikki stared at the exquisitely packaged little box, completely bewildered. What did that guy give me?
But soon, she had no time to pay attention to that and realized something else was wrong.
The attention that had been focused on Sakurakoji Talent —including that of his teacher—shifted to the items he left behind after his carefree departure.
They were very curious: what exactly did that classmate, who was as elusive as the wind, leave behind?
Because Hachiman Kairin had the foresight to put it away, they could only look at the other person's table— Shiina Rikki suddenly felt surrounded by wolves, and the pressure of so many eyes made it hard for her to breathe.
"That guy...!!"
She bit her lip and clenched her fist, really wanting to chase after that person and beat them up! They even left her with this trouble before leaving!
"Ready?"
Outside the classroom, Miyako Shizuka waited for him to come out before asking him a question.
"Okay! That's enough!" Sakurakoji Talent smiled and raised his hand to give the command.
The two lowered their voices to avoid disturbing other students during class, and walked from the classroom corridor to the shoe lockers.
"Shizuka, where are you going later?"
"Going to work at the studio, Mana's waiting for me." Thinking of what had just happened, Miyako Shizuka smiled wryly, "Little Asahi, your actions were too bold. Thank goodness the teacher didn't pursue it; you could have at least come up with a different excuse."
"It's okay, all the teachers at our school are good people," he replied casually, then asked curiously, "Are you going to the studio to record songs or practice?"
"First, I'll practice. I might attend an event tonight." She raised her eyes slightly, then revealed her schedule, suddenly clasping her hands together and suggesting, "By the way! Would you like to come and check out my studio?"
"Going to Shizuka's studio?" He was surprised, not expecting her to say that.
But... agreeing doesn't seem so bad? Maybe I'll get to see Ms. Donut later?
Image: "Authoritative Shizuka!", Location: "Images/1761486402-100446961-114017299. jpg"
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"May I?"
"Hey! Of course!" Miyako Shizuka turned her head and smiled, readily agreeing, "After all, Little Asahi, you're my friend, so it's no big deal for you to come and visit my studio."
"Mana is a very nice person, she'll definitely welcome you!"
"Then I shall respectfully accept your offer."
After a little modesty, he readily agreed; it wasn't that he wasn't interested.
It would be nice to meet and get to know Ms. Donut. Donut beforehand.
However... there was a strange look in his eyes. Whenever he saw the now normal, friendly, and charming Miyako Shizuka, he felt quite helpless.
Who could have predicted that the Lady Shizuka from the beginning and middle would become like that in his own inner monologue later on?
Sometimes he really wondered if Toyokawa Shoko possessed succubus-like qualities, how could she drive so many people mad for her?
Was Miyako Shizuka really so obsessed with her just because she looked at the stars all night?
Oh, by the way, she's also her aunt, so there might be a family bond involved.
Hmm? So, if someone manages to seduce Miyako Shizuka beforehand, wouldn't they be able to get her to call them "uncle" when they meet Toyokawa Shoko later?
Little niece, come here and show your uncle. Your uncle will give you your favorite food...
That's interesting.
Thinking of this, Sakurakoji Talent couldn't suppress the smirk on his face.
In any case, MyGO's performance is still a while away, and Mujica's band won't be formed until the next semester after summer vacation. There's still plenty of time, no worries.
Upon reaching the shoe cabinet, the two opened their respective cabinet doors and began changing their shoes.
"Wow..." he let out a soft exclamation.