Don't make the young lady cry again.
"Mm, mm-hmm."
Yaguchi Risa lifted her head, her little face blushing under the night sky, enchantingly beautiful and delicate to the point that a single word ca to mind—tender!
Haruka Yuzan beca distracted subconsciously, fixating on the girl's pitifully pretty face for a long ti.
Seemingly embarrassed from being stared at like this, Yaguchi Risa also muttered softly, "Mr. Haruka, please, don't... don't look at like that..."
Haruka Yuzan snapped back to reality, noticing the girl's shy deanor, and couldn't help but shrug, "Sorry about that, Risa. You're just so beautiful that I got srized. Let's get going."
"Okay, alright."
Hearing Haruka's complint, Yaguchi Risa's cheeks beca even more flushed, burying her head deep like an ostrich between her chest's peaks.
She followed the boy in front of her, her beautiful legs wrapped in black stockings.
The evening breeze caressed people's cheeks, the hint of coolness always managing to relax both body and mind.
The pubs lining the streets had their soft lights on early. The lively discussions of the office workers added a down-to-earth flavor to the Neon City.
At this hour, it was a ti solely for middle-aged n to drown their sorrows and seek fulfillnt.
Seductively dressed Spice Girls with their enticing figures were also threading through the alleys and karaoke districts.
The intoxicating and hazy nightlife had absolutely nothing to do with the young girl.
If possible, given a room to herself, ample food and water, she would be content to stay there until her dying day without any contact with the outside world.
This ntality in girls is fundantally different from that of a recluse; they don't even need entertainnt—just being alone in a room is enough.
She lifted her head and glanced at the boy walking in front of her, his tall figure and handso profile, with the dark night seemingly casting a mysterious veil over him.
Walking down the street, he couldn't hide the confident, dazzling radiance emanating from him.
Really, it was hard to take your eyes off him...
"If you keep staring at like that, I'll get shy, too, little Risa."
Even though she was quite older than him, when he spoke, he conveyed a feeling of adorable indulgence towards a younger girl.
Moreover, to Yaguchi Risa's ears, it didn't sound at all inappropriate, as if... it was all perfectly natural.
"I, I see..."
With her subtle actions exposed, Yaguchi Risa shyly lowered her head.
Seeing this, Haruka Yuzan also slowed his pace to walk shoulder to shoulder with the girl.
The faint scent of milk wafted on the breeze around his nose, and with just a slight bow, he could see the shy "little dairy cow."
Her wobbling figure as she walked made it really hard not to pay attention...
It felt like she could even give Mrs. Onodera a run for her money.
This soft and squishy type of girl aroused an inexplicable desire to protect and destroy.
It was over; all of a sudden, Haruka Yuzan seed to have an epiphany.
A beautiful lady, he had the desire to destroy.
Little She-Devil, he had the desire to destroy.
Haughty young lady, he had the desire to destroy.
Spice Girl, he had the desire to destroy.
Now, with the dazed little employee in front of him, he felt the sa desire to destroy.
But with Oto Mizuko, the most maniacal of them all, he radiated a moral brilliance of wanting to rescue her??!
Indeed, even a guy as perfect as himself couldn't escape the biggest desire lurking deep in a man's heart?
Turning an honest woman into a prostitute, persuading a prostitute to beco honest... No, he must restrain himself!! Correct this!! Be a man of high morals and good looks!
"Classmate Haruka, at school, you must be... very popular, right...?"
Suddenly, Yaguchi Risa whispered.
Haruka Yuzan looked down only to receive a flustered explanation from the girl, "No, I didn't an that, I was just, just curious, just asking...."
"So, what kind of person do you think I should be? The popular type?"
Facing the boy who kept drawing closer, Yaguchi Risa shyly lowered her head, "You, you're so handso, you must be... very popular, right..."
"No, it's not like that." Haruka Yuzan shook his head.
"Huh?" The girl looked up curiously at the boy standing before her.
For so reason, a touch of faint sorrow suddenly rose upon that handso face; under the moonlight, it appeared exceptionally bleak and dreary, giving off the impression that this person had many stories.
"You only see the brightness and glamour on my surface, but actually, you don't know anything about the things I've done in secret...."
n don't get drunk, and they can act until you cry; just give them a stage, and they can create a pitiful and poignant story for you.
After all... out there in the world, one's identity is self-proclaid.
In Haruka Yuzan's story, he was an introverted, honest, and diligent good student; even though many girls pursued him, he never accepted any of them, focusing solely on his studies.
It's just too bad that a lotus in the mud ultimately remains in the mud. Even if Haruka himself stayed true to his heart, those other male classmates chose to ostracize him subconsciously.
After all... who can tolerate the girl they like being fond of another boy?
Being handso, it seems, could also be a sin in school...
Though it's nonsense, or should I say, anyone with a bit of common sense wouldn't easily believe Haruka Yuzan's tall tales.
Have you ever seen an autistic boy living with four beautiful won at the sa ti?
However...
"Uh, Mr. Haruka, I, I didn't realize you had such experiences, I'm, I'm really sorry."
Yaguchi Risa bought it; she even sympathized with Haruka Yuzan's plight, her eyes red and teary as she kept bowing and apologizing to him.
To the unaware, it would seem as if he was bullying such a beautiful and kind young girl.
Ah tui! Scumbag!!
Seemingly noticing the gazes of those around them, Haruka Yuzan quickly smiled and said, "It's okay, it's okay; I've grown accustod to it."
"Uh!" The young employee raised her head, those large watery eyes looking so aggrieved as though she were the one being isolated.
Uh-oh.
Haruka Yuzan's heart skipped a beat, wondering whether Risa, being naturally beautiful and introverted, and speaking with a stutter, might have experienced the story he just made up.
Just as he was thinking about how to steer away from the subject, his nose caught a whiff of a faint fragrance of cream, followed by that indescribably soft sensation.
Looking down, Yaguchi Risa was hugging him tight, her little head pressed against his chest, and those... were squashed flat.
Soft! Cottony! Bouncy!!
In just a mont, Haruka Yuzan guessed they were about the sa size as Sister Reiko's!!
But compared to the voluptuous warmth of a beautiful mature woman, Risa seed even more youthful and charming!
"Uh, Mr. Haruka, I'm, I'm sorry, I didn't an to bring it up..."
Even though she was already working, could she still be so naïve and kind?
She was taken in by just a few words from Haruka Yuzan.
After a slight hesitation, he still extended his hand to gently pat the young employee's tender back.
"It's okay, I've gotten used to facing life with a smile."
Yes, indeed, he had to face life with a smile if he was teasing young girls every day!
Under the lights, the tall young man was holding his "smaller" girlfriend; the scene was so beautifully romantic it made many onlookers sowhat envious.
Like that, after about five or six minutes, Yaguchi Risa finally wriggled out of the boy's embrace.
Her cheeks were so flushed they almost seed to bleed, very hot, and she kept her head down, not daring to look at the boy.
Haruka Yuzan smiled, said nothing more, just took the girl's hand, and continued walking forward.
Risa struggled a bit, but found she couldn't break free at all, so she had no choice but to keep her head down and let the "boss" lead her like this.
The young employee's apartnt was also located in Shinjuku Ward.
It was about a twenty-sothing minute walk from the café, in a comparably upscale rental community.
At this mont, the entrance to the community was quiet.
Haruka Yuzan was also holding Risa's little hand as they arrived at the foot of the apartnt building.
The young employee raised her head, only to find that her boss apparently had no intentions of leaving, which also started to make her anxious,
"Mr. Haruka, aren't, aren't you going ho?"
"There's still ti, no rush," Haruka Yuzan smiled.
You're not in a hurry, but I'm anxious! I want to go ho, uh uh uh!
"Then, then, would you like to co upstairs for a cup of tea?"
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