The Minotaur Artist left filled with doubts, the door shutting once again, leaving only Shirakawa Sawahei standing there in a daze, looking forlorn.
It seems... it seems there’s only one person left.
In the vast space, suddenly missing a person, the change in atmosphere was almost imdiately noticeable. Shirakawa Sawahei felt a bit suppressed inside, rembering how he used to get annoyed by Ise Yu Yuzhijin reading doujinshi on the sofa, complaining about how she hogged the TV remote control and refused to let go. Now, suddenly, he wished ti could rewind back to those monts.
Ise Yu did not wait for Shirakawa Sawahei’s response. Confessing had already drained her of the little courage she had, making every step she took next seem impossibly difficult.
No matter what, she should respond properly, right?
Facing one’s own heart is truly difficult, and making a choice is indeed painful, but ultimately, a choice must be made. Even if that choice might hurt Ise Yu Yuzhijin greatly.
Might it even hurt many others?
Shirakawa Sawahei hid his face with his hands and lay down on the sofa.
...
In the moving traffic, the Minotaur Artist, Pure Love War God’s good sister, Hinata Rion, glanced at the girl curled up in the rearview mirror and cleared her throat to tentatively say, "Hey, Jin..."
"Hmm?"
The slack-off girl replied listlessly, still keeping her curled-up position. Seeing this, Hinata Rion suggested, "Shall we go for so beef hot pot? In such cold weather, having a steaming hot pot is definitely one of the greatest enjoynts on earth."
"I don’t want to eat, it’s greasy."
Hinata Rion was so shocked that she nearly slamd on the brakes, glancing at the rearview mirror in surprise she exclaid, "What did you say? You actually said greasy! Then what about before when you were eating so much that you couldn’t stop?"
"I just don’t feel like it!"
"Are you having a fight?"
"No."
"No way, did you really sleep with Mr. Shirakawa?!"
The slack-off girl finally perked up a bit, glaring at the Minotaur Artist, "Do you know how to talk, Sister Yin? If I had slept with Shirakawa, wouldn’t I be the one to run away?"
"True... you didn’t drain him dry, did you?"
"No... wait a minute, what are you thinking! I already said it’s not what you imagine!"
"Then what am I imagining, just tell , won’t you?" Hinata Rion patted her chest, guaranteeing, "I absolutely won’t tell anyone else! You have to believe in my integrity."
The cute little Ise Yu hesitated for a mont, muttering softly, "It doesn’t matter if I tell you... actually... I just... confessed..."
"Hmm... and then?"
"Sister Yin... why are you so calm, I just confessed."
"I know, I even urged you to confess before, how could I forget."
"Then... why aren’t you shocked?!"
"What’s there to be shocked about, it’s just a confession, right?" Hinata Rion retorted, "You have so many competitors, confessing earlier is good... the important thing is what happens after, isn’t it?"
"After... there was nothing after..."
"What??!!" Hinata Rion finally showed the shocked reaction she should have, "You confessed and then ran away without waiting for a response!?"
The slack-off girl shrank her small head, muttering, "How, how would I know so much, I didn’t think that far when I confessed... At that mont, I had been playing gas with Shirakawa for a long ti, and then the atmosphere was just right, and I couldn’t help it... committed what all won would mistake..."
Hinata Rion lanted with heartache, "For sothing like confessing, if you don’t take a bath and fast, at least put on so makeup. You confessed to Mr. Shirakawa barefaced, is it because you think you’re too cute?"
"What could I do, putting on makeup at ho is troubleso... Plus, if I left to put on makeup when the atmosphere was just right, I’d miss a great opportunity."
"What was Mr. Shirakawa’s reaction at the ti?"
"I didn’t really notice, his expression seed quite complicated..."
"Why didn’t you take a picture and let see, I can find a micro-expression analysis master to help you strategize."
"??? Taking a picture after confessing, what kind of operation is that? Sister Yin, stop ssing around!"
"You’re right... So now, Jin, you’re in that phase where you’re waiting for feedback after an interview? Or you chose to wait for feedback on your own?"
"Just about..."
"I see... No wonder Mr. Shirakawa asked to bring you a ssage..."
The slack-off girl imdiately beca alert, "What ssage did he ask you to bring?!"
"Well... I was planning to wait..."
"Say it now, or I’ll set fire to the room where you keep your doujin books!"
"You dare!?"
"If you don’t say it, I dare!"
Hinata Rion exclaid, "Are you a terrorist!! If I had known, I wouldn’t have picked you up! Can you get out of the car now?"
"Are you going to say it or not!"
The Minotaur Artist had no choice but to helplessly convey the ssage to the cute little Ise Yu.
...
Shirakawa Sawahei groggily woke up from the sofa, that familiar scent lingering once more in his nose. The sensation of the girl’s thigh was soft and warm; he instinctively rubbed his temples and looked up.
Hmm? Can’t see the face?
Okay, shift a little for a better view...
"Eh? Shirakawa, you’re awake." Tsukimi Sakurazawa, holding her phone, noticed his awakening and giggled, "How was it, did you sleep well?"
"How did you..."
"I’m here to check on you and Koorikin." Tsukimi Sakurazawa waved her phone and said curiously, "What’s up with you two, not replying to LINE ssages since yesterday. I’ve been so worried about you."
Shirakawa Sawahei rubbed his head, recalling the scenes from last night playing gas... Not replying seed to be an understandable thing. Then the whole cute little Ise Yu confession event happened, and under such pressure, naturally responding to mobile ssages was out of the question.
"When did you..."
Just as he was about to say sothing, the girl’s fingers gently rested on his head, massaging slowly and steadily with force. Shirakawa Sawahei blankly thought for a mont, it seed the massage was quite comfortable, then gave up the idea of getting up, instead proceeding to ask, "When did you get here."
"Hmm~ I arrived roughly when your eyebrows folded into a ’川’ shape while sleeping... Good thing I had a spare key, otherwise, I would be stuck outside unable to get in... Shirakawa, what’s wrong? Are you very tired?"
"Not exactly tired..."
"ntal fatigue is also a type of tiredness!"
Shirakawa Sawahei nodded, "That is indeed quite tiring."
Tsukimi Sakurazawa smiled satisfactorily, her eyes curved into crescents, and the rose-shaped earrings by her ears reflected the light, her small face full of mischievous smiles. She gently patted Shirakawa Sawahei’s cheek and giggled, "Looks like you’ve run into big trouble again."
"In the end, it’s still up to a reliable bro like to help out... The Calligraphy Club’s third life consultation, are you ready to start?"
"It’s still the sa, Shirakawa."
"I’ll always, always... always stand behind you."
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