"You just said I could call you Xiaolin Chizuru..." Shiina Chizuru cleverly said: "You must be called 'Xiaolin' something."
Hayato thought for a moment. He had indeed made a blunder.
"Hayato."
Since that was the case, there was no need to hide anything.
"How do you write the characters?" Shiina Chizuru asked.
"The 'Cun' from Tamura," Hayato said.
"..."
Upon hearing such a description, Shiina Chizuru was clearly a bit disgusted.
"The 'An' from Anshi," Hayato added.
"I know..." Shiina Chizuru mumbled: "I'll stay far away from him in the future..."
Not just Tamura.
It would be best to stay far away from this Hayato too, but... it seemed impossible for now.
Shiina Chizuru tapped save on the modified name.
Then she thought again,
"Hey, which class are you in?" she asked.
Hayato had already turned his back to her, waved his hand, and walked straight towards the restroom.
"...Damn it."
Shiina Chizuru cursed, then looked at the umbrella in her hand.
She gazed at the heavy rain outside, and after a moment, pursed her lips:
"Never mind, let's go home."
Because her knees were still aching, Shiina Chizuru walked carefully, cautiously avoiding puddles.
As she walked, she looked up and examined the umbrella canopy above her head.
This umbrella was quite large; it could easily fit two people.
...But, thankfully, she didn't have to share an umbrella with Hayato.
Hayato, is that right, Hayato... Is that right... So that's his name.
Hayato...
Damn it, bastard...
Hayato.
Shiina Chizuru grimaced, imagining herself biting that boy to death.
She seemed to have forgotten something important, but after a brief thought, that thing was still blocked by the four words "Hayato," and she continued to abandon it in a corner of her mind.
When she was almost at her doorstep.
Shiina Chizuru suddenly stopped in surprise.
No... What was she thinking...
Shouldn't she be thinking about how to explain what Teacher Tsukino saw to him?
...That's right, how should she explain it!?
...
Hayato rode his bicycle in the rain.
The bicycle lightly skimmed over the puddles, splashing water.
There weren't many pedestrians on the road.
Even if there were, they'd be holding umbrellas, walking properly on the sidewalk.
More often, people chose to travel by car.
And so,
Whoosh.
Cars sped past, splashing water onto pedestrians.
"You motherfucker! Can't you drive?!" The pedestrian, though holding an umbrella, was soaked to the bone and naturally cursed furiously.
The driver, who should have driven straight, either anticipated this scene or heard him because the car's sound insulation was too poor.
He rolled down the window, looked back, and retorted, "You motherfucker! If you have money, go buy a car! Walking!? Poor people deserve to drink dirty water—"
His words were cut short.
A flood surged.
The puddle by the road was run over by a tire, and all the water that flew up splashed onto the driver's face.
Driver: ...
He wiped his face and actually saw a bicycle moving at sixty miles an hour!!
"Oh, my bad."
The owner looked back, and though he apologized, his expression was still a Sima face, conveying his carefree mood.
"You—" The driver wanted to start chasing.
But the bicycle suddenly accelerated, and after the two legs pedaled with the momentum of a supercar, it instantly vanished.
Hayato wiped away the rainwater.
He narrowed his eyes slightly.
Then he touched his neck.
Although the band-aids were waterproof, they couldn't withstand such a drenching, and many had already peeled off.
Beneath them, rows of tiny teeth marks were revealed, along with bruised purple discoloration.
He rode home at a super high school level speed.
Hayato had just opened the door, preparing to take a shower in the bathroom.
Someone ambushed him from behind, tightly wrapping their arms around his neck.
Then, her fine teeth gnawed on Hayato's neck.
It didn't hurt; instead, it felt a little itchy.
"...Please, it's raining so much outside, aren't you afraid of getting dirty?" Hayato said helplessly.
"Hmph, so it was washed by the rain, no wonder there's no scent of a little hussy," Nanao Akane said, yet still refused to let go.
"Are you not wearing clothes?" Hayato asked.
He didn't need to look; he could tell just from the sensation of her body pressed against him.
"~~I was just watching the rain~~ ~~I saw you were almost here, so I quickly took them off~~"
"Let go, I need to shower," Hayato said helplessly.
Nanao Akane obediently let go, "The rain won't stop until midnight today, Grandma said she's staying overnight at the shrine on the mountain."
Hayato turned to look at Nanao Akane.
He saw Nanao Akane make an inverted peace sign with two slender, white fingers below her flat stomach.
^
"Let's shower together~~" Nanao Akane's eyes gleamed with temptation.
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