Chương 198: "It's been so long, Yuki!"
Shuchiin Private Academy.
Located in Minato, Tokyo, this is an integrated academy.
From kindergarten to university, it offers a continuous educational system, while also allowing mid-term admissions.
This academy was established as an educational institution for nobility.
Even though the aristocratic system has been abolished, this place remains the cradle for Japan's elites and politicians.
"By the way, for the past thirty years, ninety percent of Shuchiin's funding has co from the Shinomiya Group."
"The current chairman of the school board is the eldest son of the Shinomiya Group—Shinomiya Oka-sama."
These words are part of Hayasaka Ai's explanation.
The sections without quotation marks have been condensed for brevity.
In reality, the introduction is far more detailed and complex.
Today, Hayasaka Ai appears in a new form.
Not as the cold-faced maid of the Shinomiya estate.
Nor as the adorable noble lady "Hasaka" at the girls' academy.
But as an ordinary student at Shuchiin, officially unrelated to Shinomiya Kaguya.
A persona built as a gyaru.
A ponytail, light makeup, and cute nail polish.
According to Hayasaka Ai, her true identity is a maid of the Shinomiya family.
Hiding within Shuchiin Academy to ensure the safety of Shinomiya Kaguya.
This ti, she was dragged by the student council to serve as a lackey for greeting the exchange student.
Sounds reasonable enough.
Yukima Azuma happily accepted this setup.
And was also quite intrigued by observing Hayasaka Ai like this.
"Yukima... -san... what are you smiling about?"
(｡· v ·｡) ?
Seeing Yukima Azuma smirk, Hayasaka Ai couldn't help but curiously ask.
Ever since she pretended to sleep and got struck straight in the heart by Yukima Azuma's Cupid arrow—
She had started paying special attention to Yukima Azuma.
Because perhaps he was the only person in this world—
Who could see through all the masks she wore.
And still liked the true self behind those masks.
To be confessed to like that—for her real self—no amount of training—
Could stop Hayasaka Ai from overthinking.
"Hayasaka, watching you is quite interesting."
(˵ ¬ᴗ¬˵)
Yukima Azuma responded with a smile.
Hearing this, Hayasaka Ai couldn't help but pout.
(｡•ˇ‸ˇ•｡)
Did he find it amusing that she switched masks?
If soone else had said that, Hayasaka Ai would have just brushed it off.
But Yukima Azuma—the one who had seen through her true self—saying such things made her a little annoyed.
"So that's how it is, Yukima-san likes gyaru girls?"
"Not at all, it's interesting because gyaru is Hayasaka Ai."
(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧
"This is just a disguise to blend into Shuchiin, a mask—what's so fascinating about it?"
"Hayasaka, do you know? People cannot pretend or act out sothing they don't understand."
Yukima Azuma lightly wagged his finger.
"Every disguise and performance stems from one's own self."
"The mask is painted by Hayasaka Ai herself."
"If you aren't blinded by those strokes, you can glimpse a part of the painter's true heart."
"Through this, one can understand a person—even see things they themselves have never realized."
"If soone has a thousand masks, then when pieced together, their true self will be revealed."
"So? Don't you find that fascinating?"
Hearing Yukima Azuma's words, Hayasaka Ai averted her gaze slightly.
A faint blush spread across her fair face.
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