As a straight man.
Hayato's standard for casual clothes on holidays was a hoodie.
And it had to be a hooded hoodie.
The kind where you put on the hood and don't care about anyone.
He walked through the streets and alleys, like a nimble assassin.
He and Miyajima Sakura had agreed to meet at exactly twelve o'clock, and as a gentleman, it was best to arrive early.
However, Hayato was not a gentleman, so he slept until ten o'clock before slowly getting up to brush his teeth and wash his face.
It was colder today.
Hayato put on a black jacket over his hoodie.
Fortunately, Hayato's taste in clothing was quite consistent with Xiaolin Village's, at least in terms of clothing categories, Hayato felt a sense of recognition. However, if he thought about it carefully, it seemed that current male high school students could only wear such clothes.
Unlike girls, in this kind of weather, there are still choices of over-the-knee skirts, pleated skirts, and mini-skirts, paired with white stockings, black stockings, bubble socks, and over-the-knee socks.
Hayato shivered slightly; the spring temperature, no matter where you are, is the same—it rises and falls unpredictably, just like a girl's tolerance to cold, which is hard to fathom.
You say she's cold, with a small cotton coat and a scarf on top, but then you say she's hot, with a short skirt and black stockings on the bottom.
How strange!
Hayato walked among the crowd, staring at various types of black stockings, dazzled...
Criticism! Pure, unadulterated criticism!
However, I heard that black stockings have strong thermal insulation, so that makes sense... Hayato thought to himself, but he had no chance to experience whether they were warm or not.
Hayato felt that the only time he might ever use black stockings in his life would be if he truly couldn't make a living later on, and he would put black stockings over his head to let these people from Japan experience a small shock from America.
Hmm... black stockings are understandable, but bare feet...
Hayato stroked his chin.
In his line of sight, two straight, slightly fleshy, yet perfectly proportioned long legs appeared; they weren't wearing any stockings, and the skin was so good it seemed to be inviting people to press on the flesh, to experience the pleasure of it sinking in...
Is it really not cold?
Hayato thought to himself.
His gaze shifted slightly upwards.
He wanted to see who this hero was.
The person matched her legs; the owner of the long legs was equally beautiful. Her pleated skirt was above her knees, and her shirt was also a size too small... No, 'too small' might not be the right word; it was just that the girl's figure, with her prominent chest and buttocks, was so full in the right places that the buttons on her shirt bore pressure they shouldn't at her age.
Just standing there could attract the gaze of many perverts; they must have been thinking that in their entire lives, they might not enjoy as much as a single button.
—Of course, Hayato excluded himself; he already said he was looking at it critically!
So, when he saw the girl's pretty ear-length bob and the baseball cap on her head, he withdrew his gaze.
It was Nanao Akane.
Then there was nothing to see.
She's here...
Is she on a date with Pian Lai Xiangye?
Hayato showed an aunt-like gaze. This is great, this is truly great...
"Yo Nanao!"
At the same time, a deep voice rang out from the other side.
Hayato jolted and looked over.
The person who came...
It was Dong Gang!
Wait.
Hayato sorted out his thoughts. The person dating Nanao Akane wasn't Pian Lai, but Dong Gang!?
Nanao Akane's expression, though somewhat resistant, didn't seem... surprised.
That is to say, the two didn't meet by chance, but had an appointment long ago!
Hayato's pupils suddenly narrowed like needles, as if receiving a warning of danger.
But that's not right, where did something go wrong?
That day, he successfully suppressed Dong Gang with threats and also threatened Nanao Akane that she couldn't contact that beast again.
...They had contact in private!
Hayato understood and cursed at the same time.
"Damn it..."
The cuckold's pure love for himself will never die!
"D-Dong Gang Coach." Nanao Akane shifted her gaze, seemingly unwilling to make any eye contact with Dong Gang.
Dong Gang, on the other hand, displayed a victor's posture; he grinned, his large yellow teeth particularly dazzling under the sun. Nanao Akane felt a bit disgusted, but...
"Then come with me!" Dong Gang said, as if giving an order.
This is too funny!
Dong Gang made an arrogant declaration in his heart, 'Just a mere Anshi Zhengzhi (Hayato), yet he dares to imagine stopping my actions! Naive! Simply too naive! I only need a few tricks to easily get this bitch Nanao Akane out!'
At a time like this, what can Anshi Zhengzhi do?
Heh heh... Should I record what he and this woman will 'do' later and upload it online? Heh heh, if that guy is lucky, he might even stumble upon it online... If Nanao Akane's face is blurred, that guy might even use it as a substitute. Looking at that kid's thin and gloomy appearance, he probably won't be able to touch a decent girl in this life, so he should just obediently hide under the covers and take care of himself—
Thinking of these things.
Dong Gang's smile deepened.
"...Okay." Nanao Akane pouted and said.
Dong Gang walked ahead, leading the way, while she could only follow behind.
Dong Gang's broad shoulders and height of over one meter eighty made her appear especially petite... She was even swallowed up in his shadow.
But the next moment.
Nanao Akane suddenly felt her wrist being pulled by something cold.
Then,
"?"
Nanao Akane turned her head, before she could clearly see what it was.
The person pulled her behind him.
Nanao Akane was startled, only to see the person in front of her turn around and smile at her,
"...Nanao, I need you to explain this to me properly later."
His tone was not heavy, but it seemed to carry an irresistible feeling... and his gaze.
She didn't know how to describe it.
When Nanao Akane saw his gaze, she actually felt a chill in her heart and became unconsciously afraid...
'Strong Person's Gaze' skill, activated.
Even so.
Nanao Akane still felt an immense sense of security from the person in front of her.
Because he was... Anshi Zhengzhi (Hayato), the hero who had saved her once in the gym storage room.
Nanao Akane pouted aggrievedly, not saying a word.
Hayato also had no intention of speaking with her further, instead directing his sharp gaze towards Dong Gang.
Dong Gang naturally hadn't expected Hayato to appear at this critical moment.
"...Anshi Zhengzhi! Why are you here?"
"I wanted to ask you that." Hayato raised his chin: "Mr. Dong Gang, in broad daylight, how are you walking with your student on a holiday? A date?"
"O-Of course not..."
Dong Gang's 'social identity' was a high school teacher. If others knew he was out with his student for a 'date,' being fired would be the least of his worries; he might even be sued. "Nanao and I are just here to purchase things for the Baseball Club. You're quite nosy!"
Hayato looked back at Nanao Akane, his eyes full of reproach. 'You actually came out alone with him?'
No, it's not like that. Nanao Akane's eyes were pleading, even welling up with a misty desire to cry out.
Hayato felt her slender wrist trembling.
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