Hayato installed two surveillance cameras at Aiya Yayoi's doorstep.
After some thought, he still felt it wasn't secure enough.
So he installed another one at the entrance to Yayoi's room.
"You don't mind, do you?" Hayato first respected Yayoi's wishes.
Only after she shook her head did he start working.
"But," Aiya Hiroshi, who had been pulled in by Hayato as a tool, asked while holding the ladder for Hayato to climb, looking up, "Why do you suddenly need to install surveillance cameras?"
It was better not to let Aiya Hiroshi know about Snake Mound George's matter for now.
"Have you heard the news about the black people recently?" Hayato said, continuing to let their lovely black friends shine and play their proper role: "The world isn't very peaceful these days; we can't be careless."
Aiya Hiroshi immediately nodded in agreement, "To lay hands on elementary school students, they are truly scum!"
Hayato sat on the ladder, looking down from above, and gave Aiya Hiroshi a deep, somewhat complicated look.
Aiya Hiroshi immediately stated his position:
"Xiao Lin, I understand now. I just want to study hard now and go to Huaxia in the future to find possible legal loli bloodlines!"
He had almost gone astray and ended up with the same fate as that hateful black man.
Fortunately, he pulled back from the brink; it wasn't too late.
And all of this was thanks to Xiao Lin.
"What are you talking about?" Yayoi walked out of the house, holding two cups of water.
After handing one to Aiwu Guang, she held the other in her hand.
She only handed it over when Hayato reached out, "Be careful, it's hot."
"Damn it!" Aiwu Guang cursed, sticking out his tongue and wailing, "Yayoi-nee, why didn't you warn me!?"
Yayoi thought for a moment, then stuck out her tongue: "Eh heh~~~★~"
Aiwu Guang glared at Yayoi-nee.
"A grown woman cannot be kept" – although it wasn't his place to say it, it was particularly fitting for Yayoi-nee.
Hayato took a sip, then continued working.
Yayoi, on the other hand, held her teacup and watched him, a knowing smile on her lips. Ever since this guy stepped into her home, her life seemed to have been repainted with colors.
And now she felt increasingly secure.
Of course, she knew why Hayato was busy scurrying about.
When he was almost done, Hayato climbed down from the ladder.
Yayoi quietly said, "You worked hard."
"Yeah." Hayato nodded, then looked back at Aiwu Guang and said kindly, "Since you're all so useless, it's only right that I work a bit harder."
Yayoi: … … … …
Actually, she didn't want to recall it, but with Hayato mentioning it, she couldn't help but remember.
In fact, the scene was not as peaceful as it seemed now; the first thing Hayato shouted when he burst through her door today was:
"Aiwu Guang! Install the camera."
Aiwu Guang: I, I don't know how…
"Yayoi, you do it."
Yayoi: When did I ever know how!?
Hayato: "Damn it, two good-for-nothings, there's not even an inch of space to exploit."
Yes, behind the warmth lay such a bloody truth.
Yayoi felt like splashing water on that brat's emotionless face, but she held back, finally suppressing the impulse.
"Alright."
Aiya Hiroshi, however, seemed not to have heard Hayato's grumbling.
He quickly ran back to his room and locked the door.
Happy times were about to begin!
"I always feel like Aiwu Guang isn't doing anything good in his room," Yayoi said.
"Young people, it's normal," Hayato said.
Then Yayoi's slender white arm draped over Hayato's shoulder: "What about you? Xiao Lin?"
As she spoke, she blew a breath near Hayato's earlobe. "Do you still have the energy to do other things?" she asked softly, a pleasant scent wafting from her mouth.
"I need to take a shower now," Hayato said flatly, "I'm all sweaty."
Yayoi leaned in and sniffed: "…Hmm, it smells really good, like a young man."
Hayato glanced at Yayoi.
Yayoi raised an eyebrow provocatively: "You're not tired, are you?"
… … … …
Yayoi lay there with dull eyes, like a frog in shock, her thighs twitching.
Her snow-white body was like a puddle of soft mud.
Hayato took a sip of the beer placed on the bedside table, then stood up and began to get dressed.
It wasn't until he had fully put on his pants that Yayoi gradually regained consciousness.
"…Are you leaving?" She struggled to prop herself up.
"Something came up," Hayato said, "…Next time, let's do it on the floor. It's quite troublesome to always wash the bed sheets."
Yayoi's face, which had been flushed like she was drunk, turned even redder:
"W-what are you going to do?"
Hayato gave an evil, charming smile: "Something big."
… … … …
Hayato stared intently at the priceless diamond.
He only needed to obtain that diamond to succeed.
However, next to the diamond, there was also a barrel of dynamite!! If he touched the dynamite barrel, even a little, it could shatter all the diamonds!
This was a contest of psychology and skill, a gamble of time and money!!
Hayato narrowed his eyes, finally unable to bear it any longer!
He struck out boldly!
And then his hook… as expected, touched the dynamite barrel.
Boom!
The game screen of "Gold Miner" shattered as if blown to pieces, announcing Hayato's failure to clear the level.
"Cnm!" Hayato slammed the table, making the laptop on it vibrate.
He moved the mouse, about to click "Play Again," but then he looked at the time in the bottom right corner. Ah, it was already so late.
It truly was a timeless classic; it made people forget themselves while playing.
He then looked at Yayoi's house across the street.
The lights there had completely gone out.
Only the streetlights in front of the door were still flickering faintly. He switched out of the web interface and into the surveillance interface.
Three screens were running simultaneously, with no abnormalities whatsoever.
He stroked his chin.
It was already late.
Snake Mound George shouldn't launch a sneak attack at this time… but what if? So it was still necessary to keep an eye on the surveillance.
However, with his capabilities, he couldn't stay up all night.
If he did, he would wear himself out without Snake Mound George even needing to make a move.
He needed to find a solution that would work both ways.
At the very least, the installed surveillance cameras had to serve a practical purpose; he installed them not for investigation afterward, but to be able to constantly check on Yayoi's house.
Hayato suddenly smiled, having an idea.
He spread his futon on the tatami, and as usual, lay down.
Then he placed his laptop by the bedside.
"System! Get out here!"
"I'm here, Ai-chan is always ready! Beep, although I say that, it's a bit too late right now. Ai-chan reminds the host to get some rest. O-of course, Ai-chan isn't saying this because I care about the host; it's just that if the host dies, Ai-chan will also…"
"Don't play tsundere at a time like this."
"Tsk, was I found out? Beep, Ai-chan expresses great disdain and helplessness."
"I'm going to sleep. You help me monitor the cameras. If there's anything unusual, wake me up."
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