Oga Masato imdiately went to find the only person who knew, Misima Namie. He suspected that this foolish woman might have leaked the news.
"How is that possible! Why would I do such a thing!" Misima Namie shook her head desperately: "Masato, I would never betray you, besides, I was involved in that matter too..."
"Then who the hell was it! Who else knew about this at the ti!" Oga Masato roared.
The na Taiga Naoki represented a nightmare for Oga Masato. He couldn’t even rember the ti when he was overshadowed by him and everyone was focused on that man.
It was as if all the flowers and applause were always around him. He was always the dazzling Oga Masato, not the marginalized person overshadowed by Taiga Naoki.
He was angry, he was unwilling, why should I, equally sunny and handso with a similar level of tennis skills, only be known as Taiga Naoki’s best friend!
This is unfair!
A strong sense of jealousy clouded his judgnt. During a major tournant, he conspired with Misima Namie, who liked him, and secretly gave Naoki performance-enhancing drugs, successfully ending his tennis career.
The coach once said regretfully that if nothing unexpected happened, Taiga Naoki might have beco a professional player.
Upon hearing that, Oga Masato felt secretly relieved.
Thank goodness... If I hadn’t acted, I might have been overshadowed by him my whole life.
After the incident, Oga Masato led a group to confront Taiga Naoki. He still vividly rembered his best friend’s pained look as he asked him: "Masato, do you believe ?"
"Everyone doubts , I only ask you, do you believe ?"
He didn’t answer, letting the voices of suspicion and insult drown out his forr nightmare.
Taiga Naoki left school. As for whether he transferred, he did not inquire.
He thought he had lived in the light for so long that all shadows had been left in the past. But who would have thought, this matter would be brought up again!
Misima Namie hesitated and said, "Could it be that Taiga Naoki discovered sothing on his own and ca back to find you?"
"Impossible!" Oga Masato’s face was dark: "He left so long ago! How could he co back!"
"Then did you offend soone... Isn’t your uncle a director at Akihisa High School? Have him put pressure on the school to suppress this matter!"
"Are you an idiot!" Oga Masato shouted impatiently. Of course, he knew he should call for help at this ti, but that wasn’t a reason for Misima Namie to intervene.
"It must be Shirakawa Sawahei! It must be that guy!"
"Shirakawa Sawahei? The one who stood up for Tachibana Tomoku?" Misima Namie had a spark of anger in her eyes: "Damn, if I had known, I wouldn’t have held back then. I should have let them deal with Tachibana Tomoku properly!"
"What’s the point of saying so much now, can you still rally people?"
Misima Namie’s face froze, insisting, "If I can’t rally people, I’ll go myself!"
What a fool, Oga Masato cursed inwardly again. He could no longer stand the sight of this woman and turned to leave.
"Masato... where are you going!"
"Mind your own business!"
...
Shirakawa Sawahei had been spending his lunch breaks with Hayakawa Kashi these days.
The two kept a distance from the only witness Nagashima Asami to avoid Oga Masato’s suspicion.
This girl was indeed cautious enough. When she accidentally learned the truth back then, she chose not to expose it imdiately, bearing the burden silently until now. If it weren’t for knowing that Hayakawa Kashi was going to intervene, she might have kept it buried forever.
It wasn’t about a sense of justice; it was about whether soone would believe you if you spoke out, and whether there would be retaliation.
Shirakawa Sawahei also had to admit, Hayakawa Kashi’s na indeed carried so magical power. The once highly alert Nagashima Asami, upon seeing Hayakawa Kashi step forth, tearfully revealed everything.
Moreover, she offered a crucial piece of evidence: a recording of a conversation between Misima Namie and Oga Masato.
She believed that with Hayakawa Kashi involved, justice would be served, and Naoki’s innocence restored.
Even if he no longer attended this school.
He couldn’t help but glance at Hayakawa Kashi’s face, wondering if she had so hidden talents, like an emperor’s aura, that made people want to submit upon seeing her.
"What are you looking at?" Hayakawa Kashi asked softly, without looking directly at him, her voice gentle yet cool.
She lightly nibbled on a wagashi, her beautiful brows slightly furrowed, as if she were wrestling with sothing.
"Nothing." Shirakawa Sawahei took a bite of his bread. Even with the sa actions and with ordinary wagashi, Hayakawa Kashi eating sohow looked more graceful and pleasing.
Indeed, beauty allows one to do as they please, especially with soone as stunning as Hayakawa Kashi. Shirakawa Sawahei suddenly understood why everyone was willing to believe her.
Beauty is justice, after all.
"If you don’t like sweets, then don’t force yourself." Shirakawa Sawahei couldn’t help but say.
Hayakawa Kashi paused and her eyes moved slightly: "Oh?"
"What makes you think I don’t like sweets?"
"Girls should like sweets, right? Or do you think I don’t look like a girl?"
"To make such an arrogant assumption, Shirakawa, you remain as conceited as ever."
Shirakawa Sawahei thought to himself: You’re lying, it clearly states you don’t like sweets in the system, this girl certainly has a little arrogance to her.
Hayakawa Kashi’s image seed to beco even more vivid in his mind. Not dwelling on the sweets issue, Shirakawa Sawahei asked: "How soon do you think Oga Masato will retaliate?"
"Soon," Hayakawa Kashi said calmly. "Shirakawa, aren’t you going to arrange for your friends?"
"They should already be arranged." Shirakawa Sawahei recalled two suck-up delinquents and a tough guy delinquent, hesitating.
They shouldn’t... at least there shouldn’t be any problems, right?
"That’s good." Hayakawa Kashi packed away her lunch box and stood up. The hem of her red and black skirt swayed slightly, revealing enticing white lines.
"Next, it’s ti to et one of the protagonists of the incident, Naoki," she said.
"You can find him?"
"Why not?" Hayakawa Kashi countered.
"Do you want to bring him back here?" Shirakawa Sawahei was a bit confused.
"I don’t," Hayakawa Kashi shook her head. "Him being back or not doesn’t an much to ."
Shirakawa Sawahei was silent for a mont before suddenly speaking: "You didn’t report this to the police, did you..."
A smile appeared on Hayakawa Kashi’s face.
"Would you let that person go? Leave them to stab you in the back at any ti in the future?" Hayakawa Kashi mocked: "Co on, Shirakawa, you’re not so harem do-gooder protagonist."
"I just did what you would have done next."
Shirakawa Sawahei couldn’t help but laugh softly.
This study queen of his was indeed a very interesting girl.
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