I, who tortured the readers, was knocked to the ground by them!

Chapter 173 Confession Night!

It was already a little after eight in the evening when Sakurai Itsuki and his group returned to the hotel.

Since Hase Hatsuna had found an excuse in advance, the school didn't ask too many questions.

It was just a school trip anyway, and since Sakurai Itsuki and his friends had created the best-selling game "White Album" in high school and had become young and successful celebrities on the Internet, the teachers at school were more relaxed and didn't mind as long as they were safe.

Of course, the classmates in adolescence still made a lot of noise and were curious about what happened in between the two girls and one boy who were often misunderstood as a love triangle and who came home late for such a long time.

Some people even wrote a plot about a love triangle in an urban soap opera for the prime time eight o'clock drama.

Sakurai Itsuki didn't care, because he usually socialized with other classmates, so apart from expressing envy towards him, no one bothered him too much.

But the girls are in trouble.

School trips are activities that stimulate the explosive growth of youth hormones. It is said that many couples expressed their love to each other during this short half-day of free time.

Some were successful, some were unsuccessful, but there was no doubt that they all became topics of conversation for the girls to further ignite the atmosphere.

Under the influence of the atmosphere, everyone gathered around Sato Wakaba, who always had good interpersonal relationships, and as a result, Hane Shion, who, although she didn't interact with everyone much, was trying her best to be kind and rarely rejected other people's enthusiasm, was also pestered and talked about a lot of random things.

Fortunately, Hase Izuna resisted the urge to join in the gossip conversation and told everyone that they had all underestimated something. She acted like a teacher and forcibly stopped everyone from talking endlessly.

Everyone then temporarily let go of Hanase Shion and followed the procedure to wash up and rest.

Hane Shion fell on the tatami, repeatedly watching the time on her mobile phone slowly pass by, and her heart became more and more excited and uneasy.

He and Sakurai Itsuki made an appointment to meet in the hotel courtyard at ten o'clock in the evening.

At that time, Hase Hatsuna was on duty, which made it convenient for her to act.

It was the last night of the school trip, and also the last night of their high school career. Even though the lights were off, the girls were still chatting softly about various romantic topics.

Hane Shion didn't join in the conversation, but tossed and turned while listening to everyone's conversation.

He said he wanted to talk to me about work, but he didn't have to talk to me alone about work on the last night of the school trip, right?

You can go back to Tokyo or chat directly on Line.
Listening to everyone talking about confession.

Hanase Shion clutched the quilt tightly in her hands, and the more she thought about it, the more nervous she became.
Come to think of it, he was really abnormal on this school trip.

He invited me out alone before a school trip, suddenly suggested going to a place where I had lived when we were alone together, and even went to meet my parents at home.
Oh, and he also asked to see his childhood photos.
Also, he just asked me to talk to him alone, and he called me Shiyin!

Hmm. And today, he kept teasing me with those vulgar words and dirty jokes he posted.
Sure enough, my previous judgment was correct, he must like me!

Absolutely! Absolutely!
After all, I am very cute and I am good at drawing.

As a cartoonist, he must be very good at discovering beauty, so it makes sense that he would be fascinated by me!

Then asking me out alone, no, no
A violin piece suddenly came to my mind, "Night of Confession".

As the time got closer, Hane Shion swallowed nervously.

Sato Wakaba, who happened to be sleeping next to her, finally dealt with her nagging good sisters and turned to look at Hane Shion.

Hane Shion and Sato Wakaba, two pairs of beautiful and delicate eyes looked at each other.

Hane Shion's eyes first dodged for a moment, then, as if she had made some mental preparation, she shifted her gaze back and instantly became resolute.

Sato Wakaba was about to ask if she had anything on her mind today, but Hanase Shion grabbed Sato Wakaba's hand and said solemnly, "We are good friends, good friends for life."

"Well, what's wrong?" Sato Wakaba nodded somewhat dazedly.

Hanase Shion continued, "If you encounter sad things or troubles in the future, please tell me and I will do my best to help you."

"Oh." Sato Wakaba nodded in confusion. Why did she feel that Hanase Shion suddenly became weird?

Hanase Shion sighed with some guilt: "Life is never perfect. Some things can make us happy and sad at the same time!"

Sato Wakaba didn't know what Hanase Shion was thinking, but she still agreed with her point of view: "Yeah, that's true, but that's life!"

It's like Yukiko, whom I have always liked, reunites with her childhood sweetheart whom she has always missed. It makes me happy and sad at the same time.

Hanase Shion breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Ruoye, if you think so, that's great. We all need to be more mature."

As she spoke, Hane Shion suddenly leaned towards Sato Wakaba and gave her a hug.

Sato Wakaba was a little surprised by Hane Shion's behavior. She was usually like a little black cat who was cold on the outside but warm on the inside, and rarely took the initiative to get close to people like this.

However, Sato Wakaba still raised her hand and patted Hanase Shion on the back, comforting her: "Ah, yes, are you in trouble?"

Even women cannot resist the sudden cuteness and closeness of Hane Shion.

"Ah, yes, I still have a lot of worries, especially after returning home today." Hane Shion nodded, although she was very excited.

But the worries and troubles remain unresolved.

"Go home. You went home with Ashu today."

Sato Wakaba, who was hugging her good sister to comfort her, suddenly frowned, feeling that something was wrong.

No, we agreed that you should attract his attention and take him to visit the attractions in Kyoto.

How did I just wander around and end up at your house?
Sato Wakaba immediately let go of Hane Shion's arms and thought to herself, I didn't expect that Shion, who looks so innocent and kind, would actually do this?
Hanase Shion didn't notice anything unusual when Sato Wakaba loosened her arms in surprise. She simply nodded and said, "Yeah, my parents met with Ashu. Ah, it's almost time. I have to go find him."

She turned her head to check the time and quietly got up from the bed.

Like a thief, he tiptoed out of the door and went alone to the courtyard where they had agreed to meet.

It's just like in the "Romeo and Juliet" played by Sato Wakaba, where Juliet and Romeo secretly had a romantic meeting in the middle of the night without telling anyone, full of nervousness and joy.

However, the leading actor this time is not Sato Wakaba.

But she is a real lady from a famous family.

Sato Wakaba sat up from the bed and gradually came to the sense of what Hane Shion had just said.

Thinking of the words of comfort I had just said to Hane Shion, I suddenly felt like there was a small red ball on my tall nose.

Isn't this right?
It was obvious that I was the one who usually used subtle tricks to keep Shiyin under control.

Oh no, I haven't been paying attention to Shion lately. I feel like she's not a threat, and I've been focusing on guarding Yuki. This is going too far.
As Hane Shion walked out of the door, she felt more and more uneasy.

Although I feel that there is a high possibility that he likes me, will tonight really be the night for him to confess his love?

However, if that's true, then wouldn't we be in a long-distance relationship from now on? He definitely wouldn't leave Kyoto easily.

Long distance relationships are very hard and fragile, especially when there are so many beautiful girls around him who are always eyeing him.
And if I follow my father's path, I will have to stay in Kyoto after graduation.

What power should be used to cross time and distance?

Even if she could bear it, she couldn't ask Ashu to endure the loneliness and suffer with him.

She also didn't want him to suffer because of her.

What should I do?
What a delightful trouble.

While fantasizing about the troubles that were too far away, Hane Shion walked into the courtyard where they had agreed to meet before.

Under the tree in the courtyard, Sakurai Itsuki, wearing a yukata and a coat, had been waiting for a long time.

Hanase Shion looked at him waiting for her under the moonlight and streetlights, feeling her heart about to jump out, but she still opened her mouth with that classic flavor: "You're here, just say it if you have something to say."

Sakurai Itsuki tilted her head and asked, "I remember going to your bedroom before and seeing a sticker on the wall behind your computer that said 'Catch up with that bastard Sakurai Itsuki', right?" Hanase Shion shyly turned her eyes away, "Why, what's wrong? Don't get me wrong, I just think you're great at drawing, so I want to become even better."

Although Hane Shion had already made up her mind that if he confessed his feelings, she would reluctantly agree to him temporarily.

But tsundere is something that cannot be changed in a short time.

Sakurai Itsuki sat on a chair in the courtyard and looked at the girl who was wearing a yukata, her hair loose, and wooden clogs barefoot in the moonlight.

Her freshly washed black hair swayed gently in the night breeze, as if blowing in the fragrance that still lingered on her body shortly after she bathed.

Just like how Hanase Shion evaluates herself.

She was so beautiful that any man who saw her would probably be stunned.

She is the purest and most beautiful young lady that only appears in the old stories told by adults when we were young.

When he thought about kidnapping such a girl, Sakurai Itsuki felt an inexplicable sense of nervous guilt, as if he was the villain in a traditional story who deceived a beautiful young lady.

But the arrow had been strung together, and Sakurai Itsuki had no choice but to shoot. He paused and said, "I haven't been to your bedroom for a while. Is there still my name on the note on the wall?"

When Hane Shion heard this, her pupils suddenly contracted.

Sure enough, he likes me and wants to confess his love to me.

She hesitated for a while about whether to tell the truth. She was worried that if she denied it, he would misunderstand her feelings, and she was also worried that she would appear to be too unreserved.

After a love war broke out in her head, she turned the topic back to Sakurai Itsuki: "What do you want to say?"

She questioned him, thinking, if you want to confess, just say it directly. I won't reject you. I don't know why you are beating around the bush.

Sakurai Itsuki didn't comply with her wishes: "What I'm going to say next will be a bit long. If you want to listen, just sit down and listen."

Of course, Hanase Shion was willing to listen to him, so she walked into Sakurai Tree and sat down gently at the other end of the bench.

The two of them were about half a meter apart, a distance that did not indicate unfamiliarity, but rather a sign of the girl's shyness and immaturity.

Sakurai Tree said, "Do you remember that I answered a phone call in the middle of eating hot pot?"

Although they were half a meter apart, Hane Shion could still clearly hear his voice and feel his presence.

She didn't say anything, just nodded and listened silently, waiting for the moment when the distance between them could be shortened.

Sakurai Itsuki continued, "That was my sister's phone number, although for a period of time in the past, I didn't recognize this sister."

Hane Shion tilted her head slightly. She didn't expect him to take the initiative to talk about his family affairs.

I've never heard him talk about his family before.

Sure enough, he likes me! Is this a confession? But what does it mean that he doesn't acknowledge this sister?

Hane Shion did not express surprise, but instead pricked up her ears and listened carefully to what was happening in his family.

“Actually, I wasn’t such a great comic artist from the beginning. For a while before coming to Tokyo, I was actually living like a completely different person.”

Sakurai Itsuki told him about the time when he had not yet remembered his past life.

At that time, he was just a naive, lonely boy with nothing good except for his handsome looks.

That Sakurai Itsuki had an irreconcilable conflict with his father.

Sakurai Itsuki's mother died in an accident, but his father brought back a woman and a girl the year after his mother's death.

Tell Sakurai Itsuki that from now on he should call women "mom" and girls "sister".

Sakurai Itsuki, who was still mentally immature at the time, did not accept this clichéd yet real-life plot.

Sakurai Itsuki said that he would never recognize them.

This immediately resulted in a loud slap in the face from the middle-aged man with a strong Showa-style male chauvinism.

After that, rifts continued to form in the family.

His father and his new family were having a great time, but he felt like a lonely outsider.

At that time, Sakurai Itsuki had not yet awakened the memory of his past life, but he unexpectedly wanted to become a cartoonist.

He always worked tirelessly towards this goal, drawing non-stop every day, but as a price, his academic performance naturally fell.

The spring when I just turned sixteen, the results of the junior high school to high school entrance examination were announced.

After Sakurai Itsuki did badly in the exam, his father scolded him for being useless and tore up all his comics and manuscripts.

It means that in this case, he no longer has a son.

He has the final say in this family. If you have the ability, get out and support yourself.

Afterwards, Sakurai Itsuki, who was completely unrecognized at home, ran away from home and came to Tokyo.

His distant uncle in Tokyo took good care of him, but Sakurai Itsuki stubbornly refused his uncle's care.

At that time, he tried his best to prove that he could live well alone, and was looking forward to the day when he would become successful and apologize to him.

So Sakurai Itsuki lived in a cramped and dilapidated dormitory while experiencing the life of a "Beijing migrant".

Fortunately, not long after, he suddenly had an epiphany and became a cartoonist.

However, after he became successful, his family never contacted Sakurai Itsuki, as if he really did not exist.

Until just now, it was his non-blood-related sister who called him for the first time since he left home.

And Sakurai Itsuki didn't even recognize her number.

Sakurai Itsuki calmly told Hanase Shion about his life in this life.

And Hane Shion listened silently, and as she listened, she looked at Sakurai Itsuki who had her head down, and bit her lips lightly.

The joy and shyness she felt when she thought he was going to confess his feelings to her had long since disappeared from her heart.

Her heart was twisted into a ball.

She felt heartbroken, so heartbroken!

"That was probably the first half of my life. I was very lonely back then. Yuki Mizuno had long since cut off contact with me, and I didn't have money to go to school, so I lived alone in Tokyo."

As Sakurai Itsuki was speaking, he suddenly felt something soft and fragrant touching his face.

Somehow, Hane Shion crossed the half-meter distance that symbolized a girl's shyness and reserve.

She had forgotten all the worries in her mind. She stood up gently and hugged Sakurai Itsuki's slightly lowered head into her arms: "It's okay, you won't be alone from now on."

She changed her usual sharp tongue and arrogance, and her tone was full of heartache and tenderness.

And in the distance.

Sato Wakaba, who was quietly watching all this, also bit her lip.

Her heart was also aching.

PS: The update is a bit late because I’m having a serious writer’s block. It’s definitely not because I wasted time watching games and things I shouldn’t have watched!
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