I'm Back-and You've Got Some Nerve

As a result Mahiro a step forward and pinned her against the wall.

Gently lifting her chin, forcing her to look him in the eye, he whispered:

"It's been so long since I've seen Lina, I missed you, so I came to visit."

"..."

Lina did not respond, but was forced to stare at him.

She realized that Yotsuba Mahiro had once again left Mashima Island for almost a year.

So he forced himself to calm down and spoke in a flat voice:

"So, Yotsuba Clan- kun, you came to find me the moment you got back to Mashima Island?"

"Yes, see how good I am to you?"

Good?

Not bad my foot!

Every time he finds himself, it's never a good thing; this guy always uses all those new tricks he's learned from who-knows-where on himself.

The thought of those humiliations...

Lina couldn't help but bite her lower lip tightly, trying her best to prevent her emotions from completely exploding.

"Lina, shall I blow-dry your hair for you?"

Noticing that Lina's casually flowing golden hair was still a little damp, Mahiro smiled and suggested...

"..."

Lina still did not respond.

She was just staring straight at him.

Because she had no idea what trick this bastard was up to this time.

Mahiro didn't mind, and directly took her hand, pulled her to the dressing table, pressed her shoulders, and forced her to sit on the chair.

Then, he picked up the hair dryer, plugged it in, and started drying Lina's hair.

"I've wanted to say this for a while now, Lina, your hair is really beautiful," Mahiro said while drying his hair.

His golden hair, as white as gold, would slip from his fingertips when dried.

Her hair was naturally wavy, but there wasn't a single sign of tangling.

Among hair colors, only Alpha has a slight edge in terms of its smooth texture.

"Hmph, is this yet another one of your strange fetishes?"

Lina stared at her reflection in the mirror and at Yotsuba Mahiro behind her, and couldn't help but scoff in response.

It's no wonder Lina reacted that way.

In the past, whenever Mahiro praised something, it meant that he would use a certain type of product.

From foot fetishism to stocking fetishism, he later praised her mouth, her breasts, and her little butt.

There isn't a single spot on his body that hasn't been invaded and tainted by this guy.

Unexpectedly, they're now praising her hair.

Are they not even willing to spare their own hair?!

Waaaaah, Sylvia, please come save me...

No, Sylvia, please don't come any closer...

Lina knew this perverted bastard's temperament all too well. If Sylvia came over, she would probably be forcibly dragged into bed by this guy and end up sleeping with him under the same covers.

Seeing her sullen and distressed expression, Mahiro was speechless for a moment.

He also knew that he might have gone a little too far in the past.

But you can't blame him for that.

So he couldn't help but retort:

"In your eyes, am I that kind of pervert?"

Isn't that so?

"Okay, I am, but this time it was just a simple compliment."

Explaining is useless, so it's better to just admit it.

It won't cost you anything.

Faced with his Burai reply, Lina was speechless with anger and fell silent.

A pair of clear eyes stared straight at her reflection in the mirror, lost in thought.

Because her hair was quite wet and thick, it took Yotsuba Mahiro about twenty minutes to finally dry Lina's hair.

The moment the hairdryer stopped, Lina took the initiative to ask:

"You've finished styling your hair, aren't you planning to leave?"

"Why are you leaving? It's been so long, I've missed you so much. I'll stay here tonight," Mahiro replied with a nonchalant shrug.

"I knew you'd say that, you bastard!"

Lina retorted indignantly, biting her lower lip again, seemingly deep in thought.

Then, he suddenly stood up, as if he had made some kind of decision.

What are you going to do?

Mahiro was also taken aback by her sudden action and imposing manner.

However, Lina did not respond to him; she simply turned away and looked at him again.

And under his gaze, Lina suddenly gathered her long hair, pulled up the hair at her temples, and tied it into a ponytail behind her head.

The bath towel on her body slipped off as it was no longer restrained.

Her milky-white skin was completely exposed to his eyes!

"Wow~ It's been so long, I didn't expect Lina to still have such a great figure."

"..."

Lina ignored him, instead pulling open a drawer in her dressing table and taking out a small instant pudding.

"???"

Seeing this, Yotsuba Mahiro slowly typed out a few question marks, her eye twitched, and she subconsciously asked:

"You usually keep things like this in your dressing table?"

This time, Lina responded.

She rolled her eyes at him.

Then she forcibly pushed him, knocking him down onto her bed.

And he warned in a low voice:

"Since you're staying, then don't say anything, just enjoy yourself!"

The words were finished.

Mahiro gasped in shock.

This is a completely new version I've never experienced before!

Only faint sobs could be heard from Lina's mouth.

After an unknown amount of time, Mahiro felt a sense of physical and mental comfort, but unfortunately, he hadn't had enough.

He was about to speak when he felt a slight chill on his thigh, as if water droplets had fallen on him.

Water droplets?

Wrong!

Not extravagant!

He sat up abruptly, only to see Lina sitting on the carpet, tears streaming down her face.

"No, what's wrong?"

Mahiro quickly helped Lina sit up on the bed and hugged her.

It's quite unusual for Lina to cry.

I treated her so badly before, and she never shed a single tear. What's wrong with her today?

Didn't you take your medicine?

Lina, of course, had no idea about the grumbling he was thinking.

She was just sobbing softly, as if she had thought of something sad, and tears were falling onto him in a steady stream.

It felt as if I had fallen into a warm embrace.

Lina involuntarily looked up and met his gaze.

Her slightly red eyes were filled with grievance as she cried out to the hateful man in front of her:

"Yotsuba Mahiro, why? Why do you always bully me like this? Is it so fun to humiliate me?"

Mahiro instinctively wanted to answer, "Of course it's fun, otherwise I wouldn't keep coming to see you."

However, seeing Lina's heartbroken expression, he swallowed his words.

He was even more confused.

I don't understand why you're asking that.

But he soon understood what Lina meant.

Their relationship started off abnormally.

It wouldn't be wrong to call it pathological.

Although the two initially met as classmates, Lina's identity was that of a spy, so it was not a problem for her to capture the spy and deal with him in his capacity.

Not to mention that they later let her go.

However, in their second encounter, Lina was again his enemy. Outmatched, she was captured and became his prisoner.

He continued to treat her the same way as before, and Mahiro felt there was no problem.

Moreover, Mahiro also gave Lina protection and a status that was second only to one person.

This demonstrates the greatest compassion.

Isn't that enough?

If those cowardly bastards from the Ten Master Clans had captured her, they would have either dissected Lina or imprisoned her as a breeding tool.

Using her genes, she continuously produced outstanding offspring.

Don't think this is impossible; given the darkness of the Ten Master Clans, such things are extremely commonplace.

Those people will do anything for superior genes.

Even within the Yotsuba Family, such as Yotsuba Clan Yotsuba Miya and Shiba Tatsurou back then, it was the same; otherwise, how could the affair between Shiba Tatsurou and Konoha Sayuri have occurred?

However, looking at Lina's appearance, Yotsuba Mahiro suddenly thought of another possibility, so he tentatively asked:

"You want to go back to USNA to take a look?"

Upon hearing this, Lina immediately stopped crying and smiled, her tears ceasing instantly. She looked at him with a resentful expression and complained:

"USNA has already disintegrated, my family passed away a long time ago, and my friends are all here now, so why should I go back?"

After saying that, Lina's eyes darted left and right, and she puffed out her cheeks and whispered:

"I just complained to you so much... because I really just hoped... that you could... could treat me a little kinder..."

As someone with a military background, how could she not understand her own identity and situation?

She was a little envious of her best friend, Miyuki, who was always treated so gently and had a happy, sweet smile on her face.