Sakura saw that Hayato's expression remained calm, and his finger pointed towards Shibuya Central Street not far away.
That area was, of course, full of shops.
Hayato-kun... isn't angry?
She blinked her enchanting purple eyes.
"...Want to go together? Or do you want to do your own thing and meet at three?" Hayato asked.
"Yes!" Sakura quickly agreed.
"Then you..."
Hayato looked at Sakura.
Her bowing posture was very standard, leaning forward and then arching back. Although Sakura wore loose clothing on top today, her bottom was very form-fitting jeans, and this posture highlighted her pelvic area... which was, uh, moist.
Thanks to Hayato's use of the Strong Person's Gaze skill to drive them away, none of those Shibuya gentlemen dared to approach.
"Oh, ah, I apologize! I was rude." Sakura quickly straightened up, then awkwardly tucked a strand of hair that had stuck to her face: "If Hayato-kun wants, we can buy new tickets for ten o'clock, there should still be time..."
"The tickets you bought before can't be refunded, right?" Hayato asked.
Sakura smiled bitterly: "Mm, that's right."
She had also asked Ayaka immediately, and the other party's reply was,
'How could it be possible to refund? Movie tickets aren't train tickets.'
"Then I don't mind." Hayato said, then thoughtfully remembered something and continued: "If Sakura-senpai has something to do this afternoon, you can leave first; I can also..."
Ugh, although he could watch the movie alone, it seemed like he would lose the accessory, which made Hayato's heart ache.
Seeing Hayato frown, Sakura thought he was expressing 'Hmm? I already said the afternoon is fine, why are you still being wishy-washy?' and immediately shook her small hands like a pinwheel:
"No, no, no, I-I don't have anything to do at all—I'm mainly afraid of delaying your important matters, Hayato-kun."
Hayato thought for a moment, what important matters could he have? As a model student, he had even finished his homework yesterday.
Sakura pointed to the wooden sword on Hayato's back.
Even when going out, he carries a wooden sword. Even I, or my grandfather who has been immersed in kendo for decades, have never done this. Surely Hayato-kun has something else to accomplish later. Sakura thought to herself.
Hayato: ...
Is carrying a wooden sword around all the time a little embarrassing after all?
But it didn't matter, he had a thick skin, and the wooden sword was his foundation for survival.
He just nodded: "It's nothing, just carrying it for fun."
Sakura was stunned. Although Hayato-kun said that so casually, she seemed to have comprehended a deeper level of kendo... There needs to be communication between a person and their sword, and this communication requires spending every day together. Is that why Hayato-kun carries this wooden sword with him at all times?
As expected of Hayato-kun, he's someone worth learning from!
Afterwards, they chose a Chinese restaurant.
The restaurant was large, with four entrances and exits, located on the outskirts of Shibuya Central Street.
However, because it was a chain fast-food restaurant similar to M or KFC, the food inside was not expensive.
Along the way, Hayato felt indebted to Sakura for many favors.
So this time, he pulled out his meager wallet, intending to treat her, but he didn't expect Sakura to be a step faster, directly pulling out her phone for cloud payment.
"This time was my mistake, so I'll treat Hayato-kun." Sakura said with a smile.
"..."
Hayato just wanted to at least pay for the movie tickets.
Sakura refused again, saying: "This time was my mistake, so I'll treat Hayato-kun."
Hayato stated: "The same reason cannot be used twice on a Saint Seiya."
Sakura then switched to another: "I have money, lots of money."
Hayato: ...
Men silent, women in tears. With a sense of sorrow, he put away his wallet.
Sakura ordered a bowl of Chinese wontons.
As expected of an old Japanese person, Hayato immediately set his sights on the restaurant's signature dish.
Lanzhou ramen.
As everyone knows, Lanzhou doesn't have ramen, only beef noodles. The founder of 'Lanzhou ramen' was actually a Jiangnan person. He pirated Lanzhou beef noodles and created the historic Lanzhou ramen. This restaurant then pirated the 'pirated Lanzhou beef noodles', and he wanted to see what it tasted like.
It was just past ten o'clock, not yet true lunchtime, so there weren't many customers.
And the layout of this Chinese restaurant was large, making it seem quite spacious.
Hayato and Sakura found a place to sit down anywhere, and soon the waiter brought both the ramen and the wontons.
The ramen was mixed with red oil, clearly hot and spicy at first glance.
As for the wontons, they were consistently warm and looked quite bland.
Hayato took a small taste.
Soft on the tongue, smooth down the throat—to be honest, it didn't feel Chinese at all, but thankfully it wasn't unpalatable, just hot.
Hayato also had a typical cat's tongue, so he could only lift it up and blow on it repeatedly.
He looked at Sakura; this senior was quietly focused on eating her wontons, not saying a word.
Hayato also didn't want to make a fool of himself, so he didn't strike up a conversation.
Reserved! Reserved!
Beneath Sakura's seemingly calm exterior, her heart was already a tumultuous sea. She rarely ate out with others, and had no experience dining alone with a male peer, let alone with Hayato-kun, whom she had always admired!
...Her first time, given to Hayato-kun...
Sakura suddenly felt that buying the wrong ticket seemed quite lucky.
She cautiously glanced at Hayato-kun, who was blowing on his noodles. For Sakura, this was a brand new experience. She wanted to say something but didn't know how to start.
Moreover, her mother's teachings still echoed in her ears, 'Do not speak while eating or sleeping; this is a lady's upbringing.'
I am a well-mannered girl. Sakura told herself to act reserved in front of Hayato-kun and not to speak carelessly.
Sakura then suppressed her strong desire to converse.
Over at Hayato's side, usually, when everyone sat down to eat, they would start chatting idly, so he felt a little uncomfortable with this silence.
But luckily, he wasn't idle.
'System, come out here!'
[Hmph, you only call Ai-chan when you need something, and tell Ai-chan to scram when you don't. I hate hosts like you the most! Humph, Ai-chan doesn't want to pay attention to the host anymore. I'm only appearing now because of professional ethics.]
'Lottery.'
[Lottery it is then! Ai-chan will definitely draw something good this time to scare the host! Then we'll see how the host tries to salvage the relationship with Ai-chan.]
'We have a relationship?'
[...Damn it!]
Ai-chan was unusually angry, but her body was still very honest and started the lottery. After a series of 'deng deng duangduang' onomatopoeia, there was one more item in the TXT format skill list.
'Absolute Defense...'
Hayato's eyes lit up. This thing is amazing. He didn't expect this weak system to be able to draw something like this?
But then he realized it wasn't right. The entry didn't end there.
'Absolute Defense (Ramen): Ramen will not cause you any harm.'
Hayato: ...
Ai-chan: ┌(.Д.)┐