"Wait a sec…", Seeing Hikari suddenly raise his hand, although confused, Haruno Ayato still pulled along Matsubara Ayumu, who was about to go on and on bragging, back toward their seats.
Matsubara Ayumu still wanted to keep boasting to Hikari about the stuff he made up last night, but when he turned his head, his eyes went wide.
Only to see at this moment, a very pure and beautiful, curvy figure, big-breasted, long black straight-haired beauty of a girl, standing by Hikari's desk, her bright eyes blinking like autumn water as she looked at him.
"Kanade-san, what brings you here?", Hikari asked curiously, looking at Amakawa Kanade carrying something in her hand.
Avoiding Hikari's gaze nervously, Amakawa Kanade felt her body burning up.
She first set down the carefully wrapped lunch box she was holding onto Hikari's desk, then spoke, "Thank you very much, Hikari-kun, for helping me block that Matsuoka Reiji guy yesterday. So today I… I made a bento, I hope Hikari-kun you'll accept it."
Seeing the sincerity in Amakawa Kanade's eyes, Hikari nodded, "Sure."
Then Amakawa Kanade added, "Also… our club has an activity later, Hikari-kun, could you come join? I… I also have some movie scenes I'd like to discuss with you."
As she spoke, she nervously pinched at the hem of her pleated skirt.
That nervous movement, the flushed little face, although Amakawa Kanade thought she had hidden her thoughts.
Quite a few nearby students had already seen through her "ulterior motives."
Seeing Amakawa Kanade acting all shy and lovely in front of Hikari, Matsubara Ayumu and the other boys in class turned green with envy.
What they could only fantasize about, for Hikari was already reality.
And facing Amakawa Kanade's request, Hikari thought for a moment, then nodded, "Alright, I'll come after class when I'm free."
Receiving Hikari's reply, Amakawa Kanade left happily.
Watching her graceful back as she walked away, then looking at the pink cloth-wrapped lunch box the black long straight-haired beauty left on Hikari's desk, Matsubara Ayumu and Haruno Ayato and the other boys clenched their fists, 'So sour!'
At this time, a figure with long purple hair walked over to Hikari's side, and everyone quickly pulled back their gazes.
The one with the long purple hair was none other than the class's most strict and upright class rep, Chizuru Shiina.
"Hikari-kun," Coming up beside him, Chizuru Shiina first greeted.
Her tone was calm.
But within it was a sourness that made people uncomfortable.
Her next words, however, made Hikari laugh.
"I finished yesterday's homework for you. You just need to sign your name."
"Alright, thanks, class rep," Hikari smiled back.
Ever since he had saved Chizuru Shiina from that balding fat pig Teacher Tamura (who has since been fired), Chizuru Shiina had treated him especially well.
The upright, strict girl who couldn't tolerate a grain of sand in her eye had even taken the initiative to do Hikari's homework for him, no small thing.
Hikari raised his head with a smile, ready to thank her a few more times, but when he noticed the black aura above her head, his smile faded.
Noticing the change in his expression, Chizuru Shiina grew nervous, "Hikari-kun, what's wrong? Did I write something wrong in the homework?"
Hikari shook his head, "No. But… are you going home for lunch after class today?"
Chizuru Shiina nodded, "Mm, I have to go home to grab some materials, so I'll just eat lunch at home too. Hikari-kun, how did you know?"
"You didn't bring a lunch?"
Hearing this, Chizuru Shiina's face flushed red, her fingers twisting together nervously.
'Hikari-kun… pays this much attention to me?'
'Or… maybe he's just observant?'
Seeing her shy expression, Hikari more or less guessed her thoughts.
But actually, neither was the real reason. He had simply seen the black aura over her head, sign of impending misfortune.
He chatted casually a bit more.
Feeling she had gotten Hikari's secret attention, Chizuru Shiina's steps grew light, her face red and dizzy as she floated back to her seat.
Watching her back, Hikari checked the warning from the Pure Love Origami Crane bound to Chizuru Shiina.
Sure enough, a blonde punk was planning trouble.
As the God of Pure Love, nothing disgusted him more than blond punks' behavior.
And now, their target was Chizuru Shiina.
This was the class rep who helped copy his homework every day.
Without her, who would write his homework?
This carefree life without homework, Hikari had gotten used to it. So anyone trying to ruin his good days would face the strike of justice.
———
The class bell rang.
During the longer break between classes, Hikari went to the film research clubroom.
Inside were already two people: the club president Nishida Hajime, and vice president Amakawa Kanade.
Adding Hikari, the only member, that was the entirety of the film research club.
Just earlier, Amakawa Kanade had been half-heartedly humoring Nishida Hajime, who kept trying to strike up conversation with her.
But once Hikari appeared, she immediately cut off Nishida Hajime and hurried over to greet him.
"Hikari-kun, you came!"
Seeing her excitement, Hikari nodded, "Mm, hello, Kanade-san. Hello, Nishida-kun."
After the polite greetings, Amakawa Kanade happily pulled Hikari to a seat and started chatting.
"Hikari-kun, have you seen Scent of a Woman?"
"I have."
"Then… can you tell what scent I have on me today?"
"Jasmine."
"Wow! Hikari-kun, you're amazing! I really did put on jasmine perfume today!"
"..."
Watching her chatter with Hikari about movies, Nishida Hajime, sitting nearby, didn't look happy.
Although the three sat relatively close, Nishida was alone in one row, while Amakawa Kanade had pulled Hikari to sit next to her, side by side.
What made Nishida even more uncomfortable was, when the room only had the two of them earlier, Amakawa Kanade had barely spoken, always glued to her phone.
Only when he kept bringing up movie topics did she reluctantly respond.
But with Hikari, who didn't even talk that much, Amakawa Kanade was the one eagerly bringing up topics, joy and warmth shining on her face.
That joy from the heart stabbed Nishida Hajime, who had long admired her.
Seeing the two getting closer, his heart twisted.
He had known Amakawa Kanade first. He was in the same club as her first.
Back then, shouldn't their relationship have been closer?
He hadn't even felt that Hikari and Amakawa Kanade were close before. How did things change in just a few days.
Watching the two chatting happily, Nishida's face grew stiff with awkwardness.
Finally he stood up, mumbling, "Uh… I'll just head to the restroom."
Hikari nodded politely. Amakawa Kanade, busy chatting, didn't even hear, so she made no response.
Disheartened, Nishida hurried out toward the restroom.
———
After finishing, Nishida splashed his face with cold water several times before heading back to the clubroom.
But as soon as he entered, the scene inside froze him, eyes wide and face twisting.
Amakawa Kanade's soft, delicate figure was in Hikari's arms, her round hips pressed on his sturdy thigh, her pure little head resting on his chest.
The soft, fragrant body of the girl nestled in the boy's strong, warm embrace.
At this moment, Hikari and Amakawa Kanade's posture was no different from lovers in the throes of passion.
Clatter!
Shocked stiff, Nishida Hajime dropped his phone, the crisp sound breaking the silence.
Startled by the noise, Amakawa Kanade turned her head, seeing Nishida standing dumbfounded at the back door, staring at her.
Looking up again, she met Hikari's handsome face, the kind that made her want to pounce and kiss.
She scrambled out of his arms, her whole face burning red.
"Hikari-kun, y-y-you… I-I-I…", Her voice stuttered from nerves.
Nishida, timid and thinking he had intruded, lowered his face and said dejectedly, "Sorry, I disturbed you. I'll leave right away…"
After all, Amakawa Kanade was just a high school girl, thin-skinned.
Although Hikari's embrace had been warm, and she had liked it, even reluctant to leave, at this moment, embarrassed, she quickly explained to Nishida, "Nishida-kun, it's not what you think. Just now I was trying to mimic the dance scene from La La Land, but I slipped and fell into Hikari-kun's arms…"
"S-so it's not like you think, Nishida-kun."
Hearing her explanation, Nishida did breathe easier, but looking at her blushing face, he awkwardly turned his head aside.
Scratching his head, he muttered, "Mm…"
Amakawa Kanade didn't say more to Nishida.
Her hugging Hikari just now was indeed an accident. Explaining was just because Nishida barged in and startled her, plus her natural girlish shyness, and fear Hikari might misunderstand her as frivolous, so she instinctively explained.
In truth, she didn't really care much about Nishida's thoughts.
So after saying it, she turned back, shy yet pretending nothing happened, continuing her talk with Hikari about movies.
Her cheerful, lively voice filled the room, as she spoke more and more excitedly.
Nishida didn't dare butt in again.
Expressionless, he pulled out his earphones, opened his phone, and watched a movie by himself.
After some chatting and a short film, Hikari got up to leave.
When he left, Amakawa Kanade quickly followed.
The film research clubroom was left with only Nishida Hajime, seemingly immersed in his movie.
But after her footsteps faded completely, Nishida took off his earphones, his face twisted in pain.
"Why… why did Kanade-san fall for someone else…", Admiring Amakawa Kanade, Nishida wiped at his eyes, sunk in despair.
He had long liked her, but out of timidity and countless reasons, he never dared confess.
And now, without noticing, the girl once so close had grown distant. His heart ached.
He couldn't believe it, even suspected maybe Amakawa Kanade was lying to him, or hiding something.
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