A group of burly n burst in through the door; it’s not an exaggeration to say they were shocked. Shirakawa Sawahei still had a toothbrush in his mouth, and when he saw the sudden appearance of a group of strangers, he slowly drew a question mark.
What’s happening in this world? Why do I suddenly feel like I’m in a fantasy?
The group of burly n saw that Shirakawa Sawahei was alone in the bathroom and nothing expected happened, leaving them montarily stunned as well.
Where is the second... second young lady?
The few who barged into Shirakawa Sawahei’s bedroom were also dumbfounded, because they found that besides a Black Hearted Little Girl rolling around on the bed, there wasn’t even a hint of anything inappropriate—let alone missing clothes.
"What are you doing!"
Asano Nazuki quickly grabbed a pillow and held it in front of herself, alertly saying, "Who let you in here."
"Second... second young lady? You’re okay..."
"Why wouldn’t I be okay! You still haven’t answered , who sent you here!"
"Well... it was, it was the Family Head." A certain person in charge replied awkwardly, "We just detected that you might be at risk of... uh, being attacked, so we took the predetermined action."
"???
After speaking, the person in charge seed to realize they ssed up, and without carefully looking at their second young lady’s expression, prepared to sneakily signal for a withdrawal.
"Don’t go just yet!"
The group of burly n imdiately went back into full alert mode, seemingly waiting for Asano Nazuki’s order to rush over and sacrifice Shirakawa Sawahei to the heavens.
"You’re saying my dad sent you... since last night?" the Black Hearted Little Girl gritted her teeth, whispering: "Did you hear anything last night?"
The person in charge, confused, asked: "Hear what?"
"Like... sleep talk, maybe..."
"Well, no, both second young lady and the mission target had good sleep quality... and sleep talking at that volu level is very hard to detect."
"Regardless, through pressure and vibration monitoring midway, around two o’clock, it seed like the second young lady went to the bathroom and didn’t return to bed. At the ti, we preliminarily judged that since there were no follow-up sounds, the risk level wasn’t too high, so we..."
"Enough! Don’t say any more!"
With a twisted face, the Black Hearted Little Girl said, "Forget about yesterday’s mission, whether you heard any sleep talking or not!"
"Do you understand?"
"I understand!"
The well-trained burly n poured in like a tide and withdrew just as quickly. Shirakawa Sawahei stood in the bathroom dazed for a mont before walking to the bedroom sowhat puzzled, wanting to ask Asano Nazuki for clarification.
Just as he stepped out of the bathroom, he was stunned by what he saw.
My door?
The big door I just placed here, where did it go?
The pitiable door of the Shirakawa family had fallen straight down, in shambles, its wreckage seemingly speaking to its contribution in protecting the family...
This scene made Shirakawa Sawahei involuntarily fall silent...
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"Pretty boy, have they left yet..."
The Black Hearted Little Girl, dressed in pajamas with bare feet, ca out, still holding a pillow, stunned for a second as well by the scene outside the bedroom.
After the shock, Asano Nazuki ca to her senses and sprinted as if to escape.
Running is necessary; knowing how that pretty boy behaves, he’s definitely going to vent his anger on ! If he were an ordinary boy, a little cuteness might get through, but that doesn’t work on Shirakawa Sawahei.
Fleeing early might be the only chance for survival.
Run, run; that broken door isn’t just a door, it’s a beacon of hope.
With a combat skill level of 4, Shirakawa Sawahei easily caught the short-legged little girl, lifting her gently as she flailed her stubby legs in the air.
"Explain this to ."
"This is... a surprise," mumbled the Black Hearted Little Girl.
"Explain to what a surprise is."
"It has nothing to do with ..."
"Explain to what it ans to have nothing to do with you."
"It really has nothing to do with ; they burst in on their own..." Asano Nazuki said pitifully, "How was I supposed to know why they’d co in."
"Nothing to do with you?"
"Absolutely nothing!"
"Really nothing at all???"
"...At most just a little bit... But it’s Dad’s fault!"
Expressionless, Shirakawa Sawahei took out his phone and said, "Call your dad."
"What, what’s the purpose..."
"You’re kidnapped by , and if you don’t cough up the value of a door as ransom, don’t expect to see tomorrow’s sun."
"???"
...
Faced with such a situation, Shirakawa Sawahei had no choice but to take half a day off to wait for the repair personnel to co replace the door.
The little girl, feeling quite guilty, also took half a day off and used her own pocket money to buy a new door for Shirakawa Sawahei.
It sowhat counted as her redeeming herself. But while avoiding the death penalty, she couldn’t escape punishnt; at this mont, her cheek was being pinched unrelentingly by Demon King Shirakawa.
The loud noises in broad daylight also alard the neighbors in the apartnt building; when they passed by Shirakawa Sawahei’s door, they’d peek in to ask.
"Brother Shirakawa, is your house gone?"
"..."
"These days, thieves are terrifying; they even blow open doors—this isn’t a petty thief but a major criminal! Hurry up and call the police, Brother Shirakawa..."
"I will... I will."
While forcing a smile and responding to neighbors, Shirakawa Sawahei’s hand never stopped; for each person who asked, he’d pinch the Black Hearted Little Girl’s soft cheek once more to vent his frustrations.
Once again, he confird that Asano Nazuki indeed is a troublemaker!
Thinking of this, Shirakawa Sawahei checked the ti and called Hayakawa Kashi after estimating the end of class.
On the other end of the line, the clear and cold voice of the Little Arrogant Study Girl rang out, her first words being:
"I heard your house blew up?"
"..."
Really, is that sothing a person should say?
"It’s all thanks to your sister."
"Since it’s my sister, deal with her; what do you need for?"
"Sister repays sister’s debt. Hayakawa-san, just co up with an amount that makes forget."
"Sure, Shirakawa-san, how much do you want?"
"One hundred million yen?"
"Go ahead and give your bank account number."
"..."
Shirakawa Sawahei suddenly felt that joking like this with soone as financially free as Hayakawa Kashi was rather pointless.
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"Forget it, I’m not joking... I just wanted to tell you that I can’t make it to the piano practice in the music room during lunch break, let’s reschedule."
Miss Kaori fell silent for a mont upon hearing this, then softly said, "Alright, let’s reschedule."
"Let’s make up for it tomorrow at noon."
"Okay."
"It’s settled then."
The call ended. anwhile, a stunningly beautiful Little Arrogant sat by the piano, contemplating the phone screen in deep thought.
She didn’t go to class today either.
Since discovering last night that her state and skill level had suddenly taken a strange turn, Hayakawa Kashi had been practicing piano for several hours but failed to return to that previous mysterious state—even though the results were better than before, it still fell far short of the realm of playing four-handed with Shirakawa Sawahei.
She lightly pressed down a piano key, furrowing her brows. Despite her various guesses and denials, she ultimately concluded it must be sothing to do with Shirakawa Sawahei.
Being sharp-witted, she quickly ford her next test and plan with minimal thought.
If... Nazuki has this strange state too, then it proves sothing’s odd with Shirakawa Sawahei...
If not, then it ans... being with him is when things get strange...
Child of the Plane, or heaven-made match?
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