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Chapter 424 - Chapter 424 It's Impossible for Me, Hachisuka Hidemichi, to Be Cuckolded

Nanao Akane's mouth twitched, and Kobayashi Ayaka's delicate lips pursed.

Kurashiki Reina's eyebrows twitched.

What kind of game were these two playing now?

"Over there." Kurashiki Reina pointed.

She walked in front, not because she wanted to lead the way for Hayato.

It was just that after she finished her hot spring bath, she ran into that guy who had tried to pick her up earlier, which instantly ruined her appetite, so much so that she didn't even have time to buy the coffee milk she always drank after a hot spring bath.

Kurashiki Reina walked in front.

Hayato followed closely behind.

The two passed the front desk again.

The Staff was on the verge of tears.

She was so silly, truly.

Why hadn't she realized that good-looking people also knew good-looking people?

Wasn't it natural for handsome men and beautiful women to know the models staying here?

With her looks, it would probably be difficult for her to meet handsome boys in the future.

"...Oh? Brother Kobayashi."

Coincidentally, Hachisuka Hidemichi walked out from behind.

He didn't seem to have gone to the hot springs but was in a place only Staff could be.

After Hachisuka Hidemichi stopped the two, he somewhat bewilderedly scanned his gloomy gaze back and forth between Hayato and Kurashiki Reina.

"Why are you here?"

"Oh, Ayaka called me to the hot springs, saying you Brother Hachisuka seemed to have invitation tickets," Hayato said. At this point, he 'recognized' Kobayashi Ayaka again. Mainly because Ayaka wasn't secretly listening here, so there was no need to act for her.

"Then what are you doing now...?"

"Aren't I just about to go to the hot springs?" Hayato said.

"You two together? Mixed bathing?" Hachisuka Hidemichi's eyes sharpened.

"Idiot." Kurashiki Reina couldn't help but curse: "I'm going to buy milk."

"...Oh, I see." Hachisuka Hidemichi was relieved, then laughed awkwardly: "Right, Brother Kobayashi, what was I thinking, hahahahahaha."

He was truly strict with himself.

Hayato thought disdainfully.

"By the way, I just sent the fish Brother Kobayashi caught to the back kitchen. They said they could make it into grilled fish for a late-night snack. Since you're here too, come and enjoy it together later," Hachisuka Hidemichi said. "The Chef even thought I caught it and praised it for several minutes, saying the fish was a good size."

What! So you're not so bad after all!

Hayato beamed.

"No problem, no problem." He nodded.

Kurashiki Reina, who had just picked up coffee milk from the vending machine, turned to see Hayato's smile. She was a bit dazed, even forgetting to twist the cap.

Could this Mr. Hayashi really show such a sincere smile? It's a bit good-looking... Ugh, it must be because the contrast with Hayashi Hidemichi is too obvious.

Kurashiki Reina tilted her head back and started chugging, as if the more coffee milk she drank, the more it could cleanse her thoughts.

"Then I'll go soak in the bath first." Hayato pointed to the men's bath.

"Okay." Hachisuka Hidemichi chuckled.

Seeing that the two had a good relationship... and the Staff who knew the orange-haired girl was the punk's girlfriend couldn't help but tear up.

Thank you! Ugly man! You've rekindled my hope of meeting handsome boys.

Hayato pushed aside the bathhouse curtain.

Hachisuka Hidemichi asked: "Reina, do you still have something to do?"

"Nothing, just sitting here for a bit." Kurashiki Reina said, holding the glass bottle in both hands.

"Okay, then I'll go back to my room first," Hachisuka Hidemichi said.

Kurashiki Reina nodded.

Hachisuka Hidemichi walked towards the path Hayato had come from.

Kurashiki Reina sighed, then casually crossed her smooth white legs. While sipping the drink from the glass bottle, she glanced towards the men's bath.

She completely failed to notice the Staff sitting across from her, who felt as if struck by lightning!

No! She wasn't even looking at her boyfriend's back! As expected, even this punk preferred handsome men!

Damn it! Poor ugly man!

The Staff felt a pang of empathy.

"Brother Hachisuka!"

Just as Hachisuka Hidemichi swiped his card to open his room door, a head poking out from a room not far away called out to him.

"Huh?" Hachisuka Hidemichi was a bit annoyed.

The person who called him was the Photographer.

Hachisuka Hidemichi really disliked this Mr. Hayashi. He was slow and whiny, and he often stared at Kurashiki Reina with disgusting eyes—damn it, didn't he know she was his girlfriend?! Even if he hadn't touched her, she was still his girlfriend. Who gave this scumbag permission to make a move?

Oh, he didn't make a move, just thought about it...

Thinking is not allowed either! Thinking is also wrong!

The most crucial thing was that this Mr. Hayashi's photography skills were surprisingly bad—Hachisuka Hidemichi hadn't noticed it before. But after this Mr. Hayashi inexplicably allowed Hayato to show off, Hachisuka Hidemichi looked down on him even more. Praise the light, he didn't kick a slipper into this Mr. Hayashi's butt, which was God's mercy.

"I need to talk to you, can you come over for a moment?" The Photographer waved.

Hachisuka Hidemichi narrowed his eyes. He was unimpressed but still followed.

The moment the Photographer closed the door, the first thing he said made Hachisuka Hidemichi feel that he had come to the right place this time.

"Brother Hachisuka, don't you think that Hayato is a real scumbag?"

Hachisuka Hidemichi raised an eyebrow.

Oh, you kid are quite sensible!

Did he find a comrade? He had seen him ogling Kobayashi Ayaka before, so he probably had some ideas... Heh heh, too bad, that woman would fall into his hands later. But for now, let's hear what this Mr. Hayashi has to say. Maybe they could cooperate and use him.

Then, he nodded.

The Photographer was overjoyed and continued: "I knew it! That scumbag is handsome and tall, and he's popular with girls, and even his photography skills are so superb... How could anyone not hate him!!!"

Hachisuka Hidemichi couldn't listen anymore.

Are you trying to insult him or praise him!?

"Get to the point," Hachisuka Hidemichi said coldly.

"The point? Oh, right, the point! The point is that scumbag seems to be exchanging glances with Miss Reina."

After the Photographer learned that Hachisuka Hidemichi also disliked Hayato, he immediately began his plan of sowing discord, wanting to kill with a borrowed knife.

He didn't know the extent of Hachisuka Hidemichi's relationship with Kurashiki Reina, but given this Brother Hachisuka's personality, as long as that Mr. Hayashi dared to lay hands on his woman, even if their feelings weren't strong, he would probably deal with him out of concern for his reputation...

Hachisuka Hidemichi frowned, not yet expressing his stance.

The Photographer added more fuel to the fire, continuing:

"It seems Miss Reina is also somewhat interested in that brat. Brother Hachisuka, you need to be careful. I'm truly thinking of you, that's why I'm telling you this... How about, eliminate future trouble?"

His scheme was undeniably vicious.

To prevent his girlfriend from cheating, first get rid of the potential adulterer... Heh heh, the Photographer thought Hachisuka Hidemichi was capable of such a thing.

Hachisuka Hidemichi lit a cigarette, seemingly beginning to ponder.

The Photographer didn't dare to disturb him, only sitting silently opposite him, waiting.

Hachisuka Hidemichi suddenly spoke: "Do you smoke? Why is there an ashtray here?"

Saying that, he picked up the ashtray on the table.

"Oh, this is standard in hot spring inns, Brother Hachisuka, your room doesn't have..."

The Photographer's question abruptly stopped.

Because Hachisuka Hidemichi stood up and hit him in the face with an ashtray.

Immediately, tears, snot, and blood gushed out.

"Ugh... Ah... Er..."

The pain even caused the Photographer a momentary numbness, unable to distinguish where he was or what had happened.

But Hachisuka Hidemichi's hand didn't stop, continuing to smash the Photographer's head repeatedly, yelling as he smashed:

"Reina is pure and virtuous! Lin is upright and doesn't associate with women! And I, Bee Arrow! Am not wearing a cuckold's hat!!"

Saying that, he threw the ashtray with a bang, smashing it hard onto the already fallen Photographer's fat face. He held the cigarette in his blood-stained hand and then pressed the burning cigarette tip onto the Photographer's continuously bleeding dark red wound.

"Ah, ah... ah..." The Photographer could feel the pain, but he no longer had the strength to struggle.

"Rumors stop at the wise. I hope you believe my heartfelt words and don't just follow what others say!"

Saying that, Hachisuka Hidemichi also threw the cigarette butt into the pool of blood.

He stood up again, casually pulled out a few tissues to wipe the blood from his hands, and walked out.

As he walked, he looked back at the dying Photographer.

But there was no sympathy in his eyes, only cruelty.

You damn idiot.

Don't I know about this kind of thing? But no matter if I know or not, you can't mention it in front of me! Damn it! Idiot!

Hachisuka Hidemichi continued to curse, his mood, which had been disrupted by Hayato's sudden appearance at the hotel, became even more vexed.

He clicked his tongue loudly,

"Tsk!"

… … … … And also, who talks to someone without wearing a helmet?

After stepping out of the room, Hachisuka Hidemichi still felt a little uneasy. Kurashiki and Mr. Kobayashi… they wouldn't make any progress after he left, would they?

He quickly walked towards the front desk.

Before he even reached it, he saw from a distance that Reina was no longer there. Had she gone back to her room? Or…

"Where's the girl who was sitting here just now?" Hachisuka Hidemichi quickly asked the attendant.

"She left," the attendant said.

Hachisuka Hidemichi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he shrewdly looked at the attendant… Was it his imagination? Why did this woman's eyes seem filled with sympathy when she looked at him?

"Hello! I'd like to check in!"

Just as Bee Arrow decided not to bother with such things, a powerful voice rang out from the doorway.

It was clearly a woman.

Her voice was bright and energetic, yet also had a gentle quality.

He saw a young girl with a side ponytail striding in from outside.

"Hello! I'd like to check in!"

The girl said to Bee Arrow, who was frozen in place, and even gave a very polite bow as she spoke.

"Oh, oh-ho…" Bee Arrow couldn't help but let out a sound of admiration.

This woman is so strange, so strangely beautiful.

Damn it, is it my spring coming?

To actually encounter a beautiful girl in a place like this?

"Sakura~~"

Bee Arrow heard another lingering voice from behind him, "I told you not to walk so fast… Also, is it okay to just leave Mr. Hayashi outside like that?"

"It's fine," the girl named Sakura said with a smile and a nod. "Lin-kun said that to deal with people like that, you have to hit them hard, 'a combo with critical hits'… Although I don't know what that means, it's definitely not a problem to do it that way."

"You child…"

The beautiful woman sighed and caressed her face, "You really listen to Mr. Hayashi, don't you~~"

Sakura's eyes curved into crescents, "Not bad, after all, it's Lin-kun…"

"Hello, are you checking in? Two people?"

The attendant quickly came forward. Sakura then realized she had mistaken someone. She quickly bowed to Bee Arrow to apologize, then said to the real attendant, "Yes, two people. By the way, there should be a guest named 'Kobayashi' here… right?"

"Hmm, Mr. Murae, right? He just checked in," the attendant said. She was despairing over this world full of attractive people.

"No, it's 'Ayaka'… Eh!?"

"Eh!?"

Sakura, and the beautiful woman behind her, let out sounds of disbelief.

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