The Italian boy raised an eyebrow, took a white handkerchief from his breast pocket, wiped his hands, then tucked it back into his pocket. With one hand behind his back and the other over his chest, he performed a nobleman's courtesy, bending at the waist in a bow.
"Miss, I don't mean anything else by it. I simply want to get to know you."
"Even if you're already married, that doesn't stop the two of us from getting acquainted, does it?"
[Shameless! Absolutely shameless!] Both Ai Hayasaka and Nao Hayasaka could barely stand watching from behind Mahiru and were about to step forward to block this frivolous man.
But Akasaka walked between the two women, placed a hand on each of their shoulders, and yanked them harshly behind him. "Move aside!"
Ai Hayasaka and Nao Hayasaka stumbled at once, nearly falling over.
Ai Hayasaka had wanted to curse Akasaka, but seeing that his expression was unpleasant, she kept her mouth shut.
Akasaka stepped in front of Mahiru, blocking the man.
This was the first time he had ever received such a provocation.
If he didn't teach this man a lesson—
Then he might as well change the name Akasaka Ryunosuke.
When the Italian boy saw Akasaka step forward, he roughly guessed that the man before him was this woman's husband. He had enough sense to see that, so he decisively gave up on the woman and shrugged.
Even if he wanted to pursue this girl, he wouldn't be stupid enough to do it in front of her husband. He would definitely pursue her quietly behind his back.
After all, cheating was already quite common in Italy. And Mahiru was exceptionally beautiful, so he didn't mind that she was secondhand. He pulled a business card from his pocket, intending to hand