Lin Mu only finished guiding Miura-san when it was almost time for class.
He skillfully helped her button up her school uniform, then stroked her soft golden hair, before returning to the classroom with her.
Sitting in her seat, Miura Yumiko's cheeks were crimson.
The scenes from earlier still flickered in her mind.
She actually behaved so shamelessly intimately with Lin Mu.
Her gaze fell on Shiina Mahiru's face beside her, and Miura Yumiko, for some reason, suddenly felt a little guilty.
Shiina had already clearly stated that she liked Lin Mu, but she had done that with Lin Mu.
Although she was passive, what was done was done.
Miura Yumiko had touched her friend's man.
This was betrayal, infidelity!
Taking a deep breath, Miura Yumiko let out a soft sigh.
Clutching her head, she didn't want to think anymore.
Anyway, that scoundrel was the one who bullied her first; he should be responsible for explaining.
When Miura Yumiko entered the classroom, her face held a shy smile.
This made Hayama Hayato a little puzzled.
But he also breathed a sigh of relief.
Since Yumiko had returned to her original liveliness, he no longer needed to ask Yui and the others.
While Miura Yumiko's mood was complicated, Lin Mu, on the other hand, returned to his seat in a cheerful mood.
He poked Kato Megumi's slender waist in front of him.
The girl turned to look at him, "Mu-kun, is something wrong?"
Lin Mu's lips curved slightly upward, revealing a mischievous smile.
"Nothing, just wanted to poke your waist. Hmm, it's quite soft."
Kato Megumi's mouth twitched slightly.
Although she knew him quite well, she didn't expect him to poke her waist just for fun.
She thought he had something to tell her.
Her cheeks puffed out slightly, Kato Megumi faced him with a calm expression and slowly said, "Mu-kun, this is harassment. I could call the police and have you arrested right now."
Lin Mu gave an awkward smile, "Sorry, I just wanted to talk to you. I feel like no matter when, Xiao Hui is always so calm, as if nothing is worth your attention."
The last time he kissed her, besides her eyes widening slightly, she had no other expression.
She looked like a cute, emotionless girl.
Hearing Lin Mu's words, Kato Megumi's heart warmed.
She also liked chatting with him.
Although he was always full of suggestive remarks and sexually harassed her, it made her feel that she truly existed.
Instead of being a ghost classmate ignored by everyone all day long.
Touching her face with her hand, Kato Megumi helplessly complained.
"I can't help it. I seem to be naturally expressionless. Even if you complain like this, I don't seem to be able to change easily."
Lin Mu looked at her with appreciation and said softly, "Actually, you don't need to change anything. Xiao Hui just needs to be herself."
"Having no expression is also one of your charming points, you know."
Emotionless beautiful girls are very popular, after all.
Hearing him say that, Kato Megumi cupped her cheeks, her mood a little joyful.
"Is that so? Then does Mu-kun like it?"
"Li— Oh, Xiao Hui, you're actually trying to trick me into confessing to you, how cunning!"
Lin Mu had a look that said, 'I've seen through you.'
Kato Megumi, on the other hand, blinked, looking innocently adorable.
While the two were chatting, the class bell rang.
No choice but to listen carefully to the lecture first.
Gabriel, behind him, propped up her textbook and played games on her handheld console.
The fallen Angel truly never forgot to play.
Lin Mu felt she was even more leisurely than him.
After all, Gabriel didn't need to write to earn money; she just spent the money sent from heaven each month on food, drink, and entertainment.
Why does that sound so blissful?
Unconsciously, the first class of the afternoon ended.
Shiina Mahiru suddenly turned to look at Miura Yumiko.
"Yumiko, is there something you want to tell me? You kept looking my way during class."
"Ah... this..."
Miura Yumiko immediately panicked, her cheeks also turning hot.
Shiina Mahiru's nose twitched, and she quickly noticed something unusual.
She leaned close to Miura Yumiko's ear and whispered, "Yumiko, you seem to have... Mu-kun's scent on you."
Miura Yumiko's body trembled, and she stammered in response, "D-do I? It's your imagination, right?"
Shiina Mahiru rolled her eyes.
She was very sensitive to scents, especially the scent of the person she knew best.
"Yumiko, let's go outside and talk."
"Mm... I understand."
During the break.
Shiina Mahiru pulled Miura Yumiko out of the classroom and went to a quiet place.
"Yumiko, did Mu-kun make a move on you?"
She asked directly, getting straight to the point.
Miura Yumiko's face was flushed, and she hung her head in shame.
"En." She nodded softly in response, not daring to look into Mahiru's eyes at all.
Upon receiving the affirmative reply, Shiina Mahiru couldn't help but puff out her cheeks.
"I knew it!"
"I noticed it before, that big bad Mu-kun would occasionally look over at you, Yumiko."
Miura Yumiko's heart, however, skipped a beat, feeling a strange sweetness.
Is that so?
That Lin Mu guy wasn't looking at Mahiru; he had been eyeing her all along?
Looking at Miura Yumiko's flushed little face, Shiina Mahiru sighed, then held her small hand.
"What are your thoughts, Yumiko?"
"Uh... Mahiru, I... I don't know."
Miura Yumiko looked up at her, her expression conflicted.
Shiina Mahiru sighed, "Then let me rephrase the question: do you still care about Hayama-san?"
Miura Yumiko's eyes dimmed.
"Mahiru, I suddenly realized that Hayama has no romantic interest in me at all; he's just using me as a shield. It's laughable that I thought I would be the one standing by his side."
"I don't know what to do, but I can't face Hayama with my old attitude anymore."
Shiina Mahiru gently hugged her, "Yumiko, just let things take their course. If all else fails, just throw all the trouble at Mu-kun. He bullied you, so he definitely has to take responsibility."
"As for Hayama... actually, Hina and I all saw that he was just humoring you, but we didn't tell you because we were afraid you'd be sad."
"Now it seems, rather than letting you fall deeper and deeper and eventually get deeply hurt, it's better to be like Mu-kun and tell you now."
Miura Yumiko was touched by Mahiru's gentleness, and her heart was also stirred.
"Mahiru, thank you."
"Don't thank me, we're good friends after all. On the contrary, I should apologize to you."
"I'm sorry, Yumiko, because I didn't manage Mu-kun well, and you had to suffer."
Miura Yumiko's cheeks flushed slightly, "Actually, it wasn't that much suffering... he... he was quite gentle."
At first, she hated him, but after the intimacy at noon, she had developed special feelings for Lin Mu.
Although she was still somewhat confused.
But Miura Yumiko had decided to start anew, beginning with changing her attitude towards Hayama.
From now on, she would never foolishly trust Hayama again, but would maintain a distant relationship with him.
She didn't need to chase a man who didn't care about her and used her as a tool, did she?
Being a tool wasn't really a problem; if he could give her what she wanted, she wouldn't mind.
For example, Lin Mu, if he was good to her and willing to pamper her, then she would also be willing to be his tool.
However, she would only not accept deception and perfunctory treatment.
Because that was a trampling of her sincere and pure self, and an insult to her self-esteem.
Shiina Mahiru looked at the determined light in Miura Yumiko's eyes, smiled slightly, and extended her hand.
"Then, please take care of me from now on, Yumiko. Let's get along well!"
"Okay, Angel, please take care of me!"
"Ah, why are you calling me that too? I hate it, it's so embarrassing!"
"Hehe, because Mahiru is truly as gentle as an Angel. Even I, a girl, am moved by her."
Miura Yumiko said with a giggle, her heavy mood from before gone.
Instead, she started teasing her.
Of course, it wasn't all teasing.
She was truly moved by Mahiru's gentleness.
Before, she had been afraid that Mahiru would wear a cold face and tear apart the 'other woman'.
Shiina Mahiru gave Miura-san a side-eye. "Don't say such strange things, I'm not a lesbian!"
"Lesbian? What's that?"
"Well, it means a romantic relationship between two girls."
"Ah! I'm not a lesbian, alright!"
Miura Yumiko grumbled in exasperation.
Then the two exchanged smiles, and the atmosphere became much more relaxed.