"What?!" The blond-haired man froze. His girlfriend had actually been a fake rich girl? He slapped the table. "She tricked me for a whole four years!"
Hanai Takuto looked at the snacks on the table and hesitantly said to Shirafuji Taimei, "Since that's the case, you should talk things over with her clearly and tell her to stop lying—you're her good friend. She might listen better if it comes from you."
"Good friend?" Shirafuji Taimei burst out laughing and pointed a finger at him. "You're way too naive, kid. What friend? Don't you get it yet? 'Miss Haruka' was nothing more than an excellent cash cow."
"If she really were some wealthy young lady, I couldn't afford to anger her and have her send people after me—but 'Miss Haruka' was different. Hahaha, a country bumpkin pretending to be rich in front of us? What a joke."
"But since she was willing to keep up the act, I was happy to play along. What if exposing her made her fly into a rage and demand her money back?"
"Compared to me..." Shirafuji Taimei looked at the blond-haired man and laughed gleefully. "You're the one who really lost out! Don't think I don't know—you only deliberately made her your girlfriend because she had money, right?"
"Yeah." The blond-haired man sighed. "Who knew she'd turn out to be a fake... Sigh, I'll just break up with her after graduation."
"But while she's still 'Miss Haruka,' we should have this young lady make a proper contribution."
The lounge filled with crafty laughter.
Although a long time had passed, Tendo Haruka still trembled with rage whenever she thought of what she had overheard that day. "I always thought Taimei was my true friend, but she actually... she actually..."
Hanai Takuto understood. A cold sweat