My love is abyss mode

Chapter 112 The Breakdown of Tacit Understanding and Expectations

A black sedan drove through the towering buildings of Shinjuku, under a clear blue sky where the outlines of thick cumulonimbus clouds were exceptionally sharp.

It's going to rain again. I hope it doesn't last too long.

Shirakawa Momo glanced at the street outside the car window, thinking about the clothes in her apartment that weren't finished washing yet. The washing machine had a drying function, but the clothes still needed to be aired out to soak up the sun and feel warm when worn.

Kuronuma Kiba sat near the other side window, his arm resting on the center console table, one hand supporting his cheek, his dark eyes fixed on Shirakawa Momo.

The melodious sound of piano music drifted through the car, and in the quiet atmosphere where no one spoke, there was a sense of leisurely comfort.

After thinking for a moment, he still spoke up, breaking the mood of going shopping together on the weekend.

"Momo, Senior Ryo said your piano playing is excellent."

"Maybe." Shirakawa Momo crossed her arms, closed her eyes, and gave a perfunctory reply in a lukewarm tone.

The piano is something far removed from her life now; it's a hobby for young ladies who don't have to worry about trivial matters like pensions, taxes, and insurance.

Kuronuma had long been accustomed to her coldness. Her delicate face almost never showed a smile, and the corners of her mouth were always downturned, giving people the illusion that they owed her a large sum of money that had not been repaid.

He folded up the armrest table, moved closer to Shirakawa Momo, and reached out to ruffle her cute head: "Then your keyboard must be really good too, right?"

"Don't make a sound, I'm thinking about how to beat you."

"It seems that Senior Liang also wants to reform the band."

"what do you want to say in the end?"

Shirakawa Momo suddenly opened her eyes, her golden eyes glaring at him with a cold gaze, her already indifferent voice carrying an impatient tone.

Based on her understanding of Kuronuma Kiba, this behavior of making conversation out of nothing and deliberately guiding the topic indicated that he had something to hide and ulterior motives.

At the very least, they are plotting against me.

Shirakawa Momo leaned closer to the car window, pressing her head against the glass to distance herself from him.

"Is it really necessary to be so wary of me?"

Kuronuma withdrew his hand, revealing an innocent expression. Seeing that she was still wary, he sighed helplessly: "Okay, actually I understand that you seem to have high expectations for the band and want to get to know you."

Chitose Toyama's goal is the Budokan, Ryo Hatsushino dreams of having feelings, Shionai Shiona is rather mundane, perhaps wanting more people to like her, only Momo Shirakawa keeps it a secret.

"expect."

Shirakawa Momo rested her chin on her hand, frowned, and thought for a moment before giving a rather pragmatic answer: "Make money."

“What happens after you make money?”

"Make a lot of money."

"And then what? Make money while running a band for the rest of your life?"

Kuronuma looked at her with suspicion. He wasn't a child; how could he possibly believe such nonsense?

What Shirakawa Momo truly desires is to do what she wants to do after making money.

Although I don't intend to fulfill her wish, I might be able to use this incident to control the cat in case she has any extreme reaction after tonight.

Seeing the hesitation in Shirakawa Momo's eyes, he added, "You said you wouldn't lie to me."

"and--"

Shirakawa Momo's pink lips twitched slightly, but she swallowed the words that were about to come out.

It has been confirmed that the Black Swamp Fang is a necessary condition, and saying "it has nothing to do with you" is also a form of deception.

Tell him about your naive dream?

No, that wicked fellow will definitely laugh at me, and it also has the flavor of emotional blackmail—if even pests can feel guilty.

Shirakawa Momo glanced at him coldly, then turned to look out the car window: "It's a secret."

How about an exchange?

Kuronuma Kiba reached out and pinched the back of her neck, pulling her to his side. He lowered his head and inhaled the warm scent of cedarwood: "I defeated Ryo-senpai twice today."

"Do you want to break up?" Shirakawa Momo raised her face to meet his gaze, her golden eyes gleaming faintly.

Having defeated Hashino Ryo twice, Kuronuma Kiba's performance far exceeded her expectations. If he broke up with Hashino Ryo and then carried out the scumbag's evil plan, Shirakawa Momo felt she could accept it; she only needed to defeat Kuronuma Kiba one more time to fulfill her wish.

Piano, Kuronuma Fang is definitely no match for her.

"Tell me your secret first."

Seeing the expectation in Shirakawa Momo's eyes, Kuronuma Kiba swallowed nervously, his gaze drifting to the passenger seat: "Then I'll tell you."

Upon hearing this, Shirakawa Momo silently lowered her head, almost burying it in her non-existent chest.

The warmth of her fingertips spread from the back of her neck along her skin, reminding her of the sizzling sound of beef fat being grilled.

The car slowly came to a stop on the side of the road at Shinjuku West Station. The female driver opened the door and got out, leaving space for the two of them, which was quite professional.

"I want a home that's warm and comfortable, with a balcony full of catnip and cat grass."

Momo Shirakawa spoke softly and hesitantly. She hadn't earned enough money yet and didn't deserve to enjoy this kind of life—because of her mother's tragedy, she didn't want to simply be a housewife.

After explaining her wish in detail, she raised her face and glared at Kuronuma with a deliberately fierce look: "So, you want to break up with Ryo?"

The anticipation in their golden eyes hadn't faded yet, making it hard to dampen it with cold water.

Kuronuma released his grip, took out a lighter from his pocket, and fiddled with it, repeatedly opening and closing the cap.

The clear, metallic voice and his icy words shattered the atmosphere that had just begun to warm up.

"I lost again today. I've already agreed to meet Ryo-senpai's parents. My father might come to Tokyo in a while."

The meeting between the two sets of parents had an obvious meaning, especially given that Kuronuma Kiba did not intend to break up with Hatsushino Ryo.

Silence descended, and an indescribable atmosphere solidified the air.

The light in Shirakawa Momo's eyes gradually dimmed and faded, leaving her with a suffocating feeling of not being able to breathe—the Dark Fruit ultimately did not belong to her.

Perhaps Blackbeard is right?

No, we must stick to our principles.

Her slender fingers gripped the hem of her skirt tightly at her knees, the tips of her fingers turning white, revealing her bony figure.

Unable to bear the silence clinging to his skin, Kuronuma Kiba coughed lightly, pulled Shirakawa Momo into his arms, and gently stroked her short black hair: "You said you would grant me one request, anything."

"Mm." Shirakawa Momo nodded gently, knowing perfectly well what he wanted to do, but she wasn't angry.

Breaking a promise is against principles, and being with Hatsushino Ryo is also against principles. The two are contradictory, and she is more biased towards Kuronuma Kiba.

Clearly aware that she harbored no resentment, Shirakawa Momo headbutted Kuronuma Kiba in the chest: "I suggest you don't do that."

"What's the reason?" Kuronuma Fang asked.

"I might get very angry."

"can not tell."

"Because it hasn't happened yet, I might never be able to forgive you afterwards."

As she spoke, Shirakawa Momo grabbed Kuronuma Kiba's shoulders with both hands, pressed her face tightly against his chest, and tears uncontrollably overflowed from her eyes.

She tried hard to keep her voice from choking up, her body trembling slightly: "Besides, I won't be able to face Liang, so I'll have to move away."

“I have thought about these things.”

Kuronuma Kiba picked up Shirakawa Momo and sat her on his lap, a cold light flashing in his eyes: "But I can't think of any other way. I don't want our relationship to stay at the level of friends forever."

Destruction precedes construction; this is the only way.

Given Shirakawa Momo's awkward personality, without forcing her to break her principles, their current relationship will not make any progress no matter how much time passes.

Moreover, if she is truly content with the status quo, she can simply refuse.

They know each other too well, and tacitly tolerate the friction between their principles and personalities to some extent, while looking forward to building a new bond.

The car was as silent as a stagnant pool, with only faint sobs rippling through it.

(End of this chapter)