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This was the first time she had ever heard the sound of pure rain, and it amazed her. The pattering rain, sometimes loud and sometimes soft, along with the faint rumble of thunder, sounded like an airplane streaking across the sky or like a muffled drum being struck. It was slightly jarring, but it could suddenly calm one down. The continuous pattering of the rain enveloped her with a cool and refreshing feeling, and a strong sense of security spread from the bottom of her heart.

It's a wonderful feeling.

Natsukawa Masuzu thought to herself, even though it was thunder and cold rain, hearing it made her feel at ease, as if she were in a vast, empty wilderness, with only an endless curtain of rain in sight, but there was a small house that shone with warmth and light, and inside the house, Hayakawa was reading a book with his head down, and she was holding him tightly, which could dispel all loneliness.

At that moment, the well-known waka poem came to mind for Natsukawa Masaki.

"Thor makes a slight movement..."

"Thorns and rain fall..."

She opened her eyes, and her gentle gaze fell like rain.

"Will you stay?"

Chapter 245 Kohashi Ogata's Destruction

Natsukawa Masuzu turned her head and secretly looked at Hayakawa's profile. His solemn and cold demeanor was as if he were wearing an iron mask without any details, which made her heart flutter slightly, like a guitar with its strings plucked.

"you're awake?"

Hayakawa was startled awake by her subtle movements. He looked down and met her open eyes. Her silver eyes were like those of a snow sprite or a frightened fawn in the forest, frantically avoiding his gaze. Her fair and delicate face was flushed.

"Get up quickly if you're awake,"

After staring at him for a few seconds, Hayakawa withdrew his gaze expressionlessly and said coldly, "My shoulders are numb from being pressed down, it's so uncomfortable."

"Uh?"

Upon hearing this, Natsukawa Masuzu was immediately filled with question marks, staring blankly at him with incomprehension on her beautiful face.

Forever alone?!

Would a normal guy say something like that in a situation like this? I was showing such an obvious shy, girlish expression of infatuation, and you reacted like this? Generally, you should hug me, no… you should kiss me!

"Well…"

Natsukawa Masuzu gritted her teeth and glared at Hayakawa. The slight shyness she had felt vanished instantly, replaced by resentment and indignation towards Hayakawa.

That despicable Hayakawa! How dare he ignore the charm of a beautiful girl like me? From my figure to my face, I'm perfect in every way, and you dare...?

I finally fell in love, but you made me lose so completely...

Blanch! ! !

Natsukawa Masaki's usually clear and cold eyes, like an icy lake, were unusually clouded by anger, her pink lips pursed, her expression dangerous.

You won't let me press, but I'll press anyway.

Natsukawa Masuzu got up and pressed herself against Hayakawa, wrapping her arms around Hayakawa's neck, her eyes full of laughter as she stared at Hayakawa without blinking.

"what are you doing?"

Hayakawa Tei's body trembled, his posture tensed slightly, and he frowned, his voice low as he ordered, "Get up."

Natsukawa Masuzu pretended not to hear him and snuggled close to Hayakawa. Her jewel-like silver eyes were very beautiful, clearly reflecting the boy's somewhat flustered expression.

She recalled that afternoon when the results were released, Hayakawa stood below the list, while she hid a little further away, maliciously observing him, hoping to see his indignant and resentful expression, and taking pleasure in it.

However, she did not see what she wanted. Instead, she saw the boy's withered and pale face, a face filled with daze and disbelief. He accepted reality in a few seconds, and then his raised eyebrows slowly fell, and everything turned into loneliness, silence, blankness, and bewilderment.

Later, at the monthly exam awards ceremony in the auditorium, Fumino Furuhashi and Riju Ogata went on stage. Amidst the overwhelming applause, I quietly hid next to Hayakawa and took in his expression.

He pursed his thin lips and secretly watched the stage, where the people were saying, "As long as you work hard, you can..."

Upon hearing this, Hayakawa swayed slightly, which was noticed by Riju Ogata. Riju Ogata greeted him, and he managed a weak smile.

It's all over...

From that day on, Natsukawa Masuri's heart underwent a subtle change.

Originally, I only wanted to use him as a shield, but now…

"Hmph~"

Natsukawa Masaki gently rubbed her face against Hayakawa's, her eyes seeing nothing but Hayakawa's figure.

Actually, she wasn't quite sure of her own feelings. Did she like Hayakawa? It didn't seem entirely true, but there was one thing she was absolutely certain of.

That is, she absolutely did not want to see Hayakawa with that sad expression.

Therefore, I must do something for Hayakawa's sake.

Natsukawa Maru stared intently at Hayakawa. She must be the person who understands Hayakawa best in the world, so she knows what Hayakawa is thinking and everything she does must be for Hayakawa's sake.

He was the only one who could truly empathize with him, while Fumino Furuhashi and Rizu Ogata would only bring him pain, only make him show that desolate look, only make him exhaust his body, and then desperately crawl on a road with no end in sight.

Why am I so sure...? Because a long time ago, I overheard his complaints on the rooftop for so many days!

He harbored deep resentment towards Fumino Furuhashi and Riju Ogata. No matter how good he was to them, he received nothing in return, only more pain. Therefore, they were simply not a good match for Hayakawa.

I am the one who is most suitable for Hayakawa!

They bully Hayakawa, they're bad; they care about Hayakawa, they're good.

With a stern yet self-evident resolve, Natsukawa Masuzu slowly lowered his body and gently kissed Hayakawa's lips under his shocked gaze.

……

The sky outside the tram was covered with dark clouds, and the earth was covered by a cold wind. In this twilight city, there was no sound of human activity, only the sound of tram tracks, mechanical collisions, and the roar of whistles. There were few people in the empty tram, who were huddled in twos and threes in the corners, using the tram as a temporary shelter in the urban wilderness.

Hayakawa stared in disbelief at the beautiful face so close to hers. Her eyes were tightly closed, her skin was like solidified cream, her nose was delicate and straight, and her pink lips were as tender as rose petals. Her whole being exuded a faint, cool fragrance like snow lotus.

At that moment, he felt the softness of Natsukawa Masaki's lips, the joy of her dependence on him, and the clear beating of her heart.

Unlike the playful JOJO kiss last time, this time, Hayakawa felt something inexplicable, something he had almost never experienced before, something completely unfamiliar.

If it were when he first entered high school, he definitely wouldn't understand at all, but now that he has experienced so much, Hayakawa can vaguely understand what this inexplicable experience is.

Perhaps this is the feeling called love, exactly the same as my feelings for Xiaoli…

Thoughts flashed through Hayakawa's mind like an electric shock. He lost the right to breathe, was forced to abandon all thought, and closed his eyes.

It felt like ten thousand years had passed, yet it also felt like only a moment. Their lips finally parted, and Hayakawa regained the ability to breathe.

"you…"

Hayakawa opened her eyes immediately, looking at the smiling face in front of her, wanting to say something, but was interrupted by the girl's teasing.

"You seemed to be handling it with ease last time, so why are you not doing it now?"

Natsukawa Masaki smugly patted Hayakawa's chest, his arrogant tone laced with sarcasm: "So you're just a pretty face with no substance."

Hayakawa: "..."

Hayakawa remained silent for a long time, then wiped his mouth with his hand, staring intently at Natsukawa Masaki in front of him, putting on a fierce look, but his expression seemed somewhat blustering.

"Hayakawa..."

Natsukawa Masaki's mocking face vanished instantly, replaced by a tender concern: "You're going to Hokkaido, and I'm really lonely."

Hayakawa's expression shifted: "Then you..."

"I can't go with you."

Natsukawa Masaki extended a finger and sealed Hayakawa's lips with it.

Chapter 246 Someone is waiting for you in this city

I didn't say I wanted you to go again.

Hayakawa thought to himself, his expression calm and silent.

"Didn't I tell you I had something to do tomorrow? My sister's coming."

Looking into Hayakawa's clear eyes, Natsukawa Masuzu seemed to sense his dissatisfaction. She then tiptoed and gently kissed Hayakawa's face as if to make amends, leaving a mark on his cheek.

"..."

Hayakawa accepted the kiss expressionlessly, his statue-like face gradually losing all emotion.

“This is my mark.”

Natsukawa Masaki's translucent skin flushed red from the surge of blood, like white jade with streaks of blood, presenting a captivating beauty: "This mark is to make you remember..."

"Whether you go to Hokkaido, or to even farther places in the future, no matter who you're with,"

The girl's voice was low and husky, yet she exuded an alluring fragrance, like a deadly candy. Looking at Hayakawa's face, she softly said, "Don't forget someone is waiting for you here. Don't forget that tonight, I kissed you on the train..."

Hayakawa wiped his cheek, putting on a blank, expressionless face: "I'll forget about it immediately tomorrow."

“Say it again,”

Natsukawa Masuzu smiled mischievously, pointing a thumbs-up at herself with a gentle smile: "It wasn't Jojo who stole your first kiss, it was me, DIO~"

Hayakawa: "..."

I still don't understand you anime fans...

……

After getting off the tram, Hayakawa realized that a light drizzle had started outside. The continuous rain was like a showerhead with its switch turned off, and even the previously gloomy sky became softer and cooler.

Hayakawa watched the departing train and wondered if Natsukawa Masuzu had brought an umbrella. He took out his phone and sent a message to remind her, and soon received a reply from Natsukawa Masuzu.

"I brought it."

Hayakawa glanced at the message, then put away his phone and walked home in the rain.

The cold rain fell on his head and shoulders, but his expression remained unwavering, like an endless glacier filled with an unyielding will untouched by worldly affairs.

Even if it were raining knives, it wouldn't stop him from going home to study.

Hayakawa gave a cold laugh, but he couldn't help glancing at the direction of the tram station. The building there emitted a bright yet soft light in the dim night, making the entire cold city seem gentler.

"..."

Hayakawa silently withdrew his gaze and continued walking down the road.

This city had always been a source of shame and hatred for him, but after tonight, a subtle change occurred.

Perhaps, as Natsukawa Masuzu said, no matter where she goes or who she's with in the future, she will never forget what happened tonight.

The boy stepped into the dark alley, and the light emanating from the tram station behind him gradually faded and eventually disappeared.

……

Hayakawa took out his key and checked the door, but didn't find Azumi Minami in the living room. However, he wasn't surprised. She might be playing games at Umaru's house next door, or she might have been delayed by the rain, or she might simply have been too lazy to come.

Hayakawa thought to himself, but his expression was somewhat indignant. It seemed that because he and Ayame had become quite familiar with each other, Ayame's attitude towards him had become more and more casual. When they first met, Ayame would never have dared to skip class, but now he basically had to go to Ayame's house to catch her every night.

Hayakawa cannot tolerate such a reckless pawn who dares to disregard his orders!

Next time, I must express my dissatisfaction to her in a much more serious and earnest manner.

Hayakawa angrily slammed his schoolbag onto the sofa, unbuttoned his school uniform as he walked toward his bedroom, and then froze.

Because on his large bed in the bedroom lay a familiar, petite figure.

Her short, bright purple hair, like a ribbon, cascaded naturally over her shoulders. She had a slender, graceful figure like a winding vine, with delicate, frail arms and legs, and unhealthy-white, translucent skin. Her exquisite, lovely face, as she slept, radiated a gentle and sweet charm. Her petal-like pink lips were slightly parted as she exhaled, and her small chest rose and fell with her breath.

It's such a youthful body that it doesn't inspire any desire in anyone...

Hayakawa stared blankly at Minami Aizawa lying on his bed, his eyes gradually becoming vacant.

He has been having trouble sleeping lately because there are always some unruly pieces around him who are not under his control and even affect his studies, causing him despair and pain. Now he has found what they have in common.

Yes, they are all women.

Women are stumbling blocks that hinder my progress.

Hayakawa was heartbroken and ruthlessly pushed Mimi Aizawa: "Wake up."

"Hmm~"

Kominami Aizami opened her sleepy eyes, her gaze clear and innocent like a spring, and looked at Hayakawa with a confused expression: "What time is it, junior?"

"..."

Hayakawa's eyes were filled with disdain: "What do you think?"

"Haha,"

Xiao Meilang Aicheng then realized what was happening, smiled somewhat embarrassedly, and quickly sat up. Her hair cascaded down like a purple waterfall, hanging beside her collarbone with a unique allure. Her disheveled clothes revealed a patch of snow-white skin on her shoulder.