My love is abyss mode

Chapter 57 Inada Miyako Trapped in the Fog
Water droplets clung to the car windows, each one reflecting the streetlights, and the blurry view revealed a completely unfamiliar Tokyo.

A silent weariness filled the cramped space inside the car, while the rain, red lights, and traffic trapped the two of them in a fog.

Inada Masashi stared at the traffic light ahead, the numbers dancing in her caramel-colored eyes: "Sometimes I often think, am I any smarter at 23 than I was at 17?"

"Makoto Shinkai, I've seen it." Kiba Kuronuma rested his arm on the car door handle, glancing sideways at the window of the dessert shop across the street, as if he could smell the bright, sweet aroma.

The red light countdown ticked three times, changing from "9" to "6". Unable to bear the heavy atmosphere any longer, he rolled down the window slightly: "If the supervisor encounters trouble at the academy, she can tell Xina. She'll definitely have a solution."

"It's my own problem."

Inada Masashi rolled down the car window completely, took out a pack of unopened women's cigarettes from his pocket, and tore off the plastic seal: "I am not a qualified supervisor, nor am I qualified to be a teacher."

Do you have any gossip to tell me?

"No, it's just that I feel like I can't find my direction in life, and I can't teach others how to do it either."

"Were you devastated by the Kendo Club's crushing defeat?" Kuronuma Kiba turned to look at her, asking in a deliberately gloating tone.

Inada Miyako lowered her head, her lips, painted with bright red lipstick, biting a slender cigarette. She lit it with a plastic lighter she had bought along the way, the flame illuminating her beautiful face.

She took a deep breath, exhaled a long puff of smoke, and her eyes dimmed even more: "It was just the last straw that broke the camel's back. I presumptuously thought that Xin Hai was too harsh on them, and it turns out she was right."

"The light's green," Kuronuma Fang whispered a reminder.

"There are still many things I haven't fulfilled my supervisory responsibility for. For example, Ishiguro-kun, Shinkai-kun, and last semester's field trip—"

Inada Masashi paused for a moment, threw the cigarette out the window, and gently pressed the accelerator, the car slowly moving forward with the traffic: "For various reasons, I finally decided to resign."

"After the study tour?"

"Yes, I think the reason I feel lost and confused is because I've taken the wrong path."

"Maybe."

Kuronuma Kiba closed his eyes in deep thought. In the pitch-black vision, the principle drew the direction he was heading, but Shirakawa Momo, Toyama Chitose, and Hatsushino Ryo were all on this road, as if something terrifying was waiting at the end.

Is this the right path?
It doesn't seem important.

Even without talent, as long as you have courage and patience, despair cannot defeat you, just like the days when you picked up the bamboo sword.

"Insect supervisor, you're just too depressed."

"Kuronuma-kun, I wanted to say this in the office last time: you shouldn't speak to your teacher in a lecturing tone."

Inada Miyabi glared at him fiercely, and said in a stern tone with a cold face, "You don't even remember to check the weather forecast, and you have a part-time job. You're being too reckless."

"I've already resigned."

Kuronuma shrugged and said in a casual tone, "Supervisor, life can't always be smooth sailing, but I hope that when I encounter difficulties in life, I can be my own opponent. Camus."

Inada Masashi sighed and said nothing more.

In the gloomy and dejected atmosphere, the white sedan gradually pulled over and stopped in front of the Hatsushiro Bookstore.

After saying goodbye to Inada Masaru, he climbed out of the car and ran into the bookstore in the rain, the glass door keeping the cold wind out of his back.

Under the cool white lights of the bookstore, there was a warm feeling in the air.

Kuronuma Kiba wandered around aimlessly for a couple of minutes before finding Shirakawa Momo in the lending section. She was engrossed in reading the latest One Piece manga, but her expression was extremely unpleasant, with her golden eyes radiating a murderous aura.

Is the comic's plot really that bad?
He tiptoed, trying to sneak up behind her, but as soon as he stepped into a safe social distance, Shirakawa Momo looked up and shot him a cold gaze.

"what are you doing?"

How did you know I was here?

"The smell of pests is too pungent."

She put down her comic book, turned to face Kuronuma Kiba, and asked impatiently with a forced smile, "What is it?"

"Please keep this for me."

He took a handheld game console out of his windbreaker pocket and handed it to Shirakawa Momo. After she took it, he habitually reached out and ruffled her hair: "Also, I want to buy some books to read, a set of 'Angel Master,' and then you can recommend some more to me."

"You gigolo." "Is that not allowed?"

Kuronuma Kiba readily admitted, and seeing Shirakawa Momo turn to walk towards the light novel section, he raised his voice slightly: "I'll come back to collect it after you get off work, and the money will be transferred to your account."

"Where are you going?" She suddenly turned around and looked at me, her brows furrowing slightly, the murderous intent in her golden eyes growing even stronger.

"Shinjuku Police Station, boxing, they seem to be focusing on training today."

"The umbrella is behind the cashier. I'll buy a bag of rice when I come back."

"Okay." Kuronuma Kiba replied, turned around and walked to the cashier, chatted casually with the sexy older woman for a few words, took Shirakawa Momo's transparent umbrella, and left the bookstore.

A cold wind swept across the street, the windbreaker jacket resisting stubbornly, while the wooden clogs sank into the puddles, feeling icy to the touch.

Quirky couple outfits are especially practical in bad weather.

Kuronuma Kiba walked through the streets of Shinjuku with an umbrella in hand. The rain-soaked street scene flowed past him, and the transparent umbrella made a "plop" sound, becoming a loudspeaker in the sky.

As he walked under the pink neon sign of a couples' hotel, his eyes were drawn to the almost sickly pale skin.

Kuronuma stopped, his black eyes looking at Matsuzaka Kanon with a questioning gaze, and asked without changing his expression, "Matsusaka-senpai?"

Under the sign for shelter from the rain, the classical beauty was soaked to the bone, her long, smooth black hair clinging to the ground, water droplets dripping from the ends.

"Ah, Kuronuma-senpai."

Hearing the sudden call, Matsuzaka Kanon, who was looking down at the pictures on her camera, was startled and her heart skipped a beat. When she looked up and saw Kuronuma Kiba, she breathed a sigh of relief: "You scared me."

"what are you doing here?"

"It's a secret."

"Then I have no choice but to tell the school."

Kuronuma glanced up at the sign for the lovers' hotel, then decisively walked away.

This is just a test.

If she truly has nothing to hide, she can explain the situation to the school and has no need to worry about being punished.

Matsuzaka stood still, her gaze following his retreating figure. Seeing that Kuronuma showed no intention of turning back, she tucked her mirrorless camera inside her school uniform jacket and jogged after him.

"Wait a minute, Kuronuma-kun."

Hearing the call from behind, Kuronuma Kiba sighed regretfully, his steps not faltering until she reached out and grabbed his wrist.

Damn capitalism, you've won.

He turned to look at Matsuzaka Kanon, and asked with some confusion, "Have prices in Japan become this expensive?"

"That's not it, you've misunderstood."

Matsuzaka Kanon's gray eyes darted away guiltily. After a moment's hesitation, her body began to tremble slightly: "Can you keep this a secret? Especially Shiona-chan, don't tell her you've seen me. Please."

"What's the price?"

"I... I'll do anything, except this one thing."

"You two really are sisters."

Kuronuma Kiba's lips curled into a mocking smile as he watched her thin figure soaked in the rain, but he swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

I made an appointment with the section chiefs at the Shinjuku Police Station tonight, and I will definitely keep my promise. That's my principle.

He's currently dating Hatsushika Ryo, and yet he's talking to Matsuzaka Kanon about checking up on someone at a love hotel while he has a girlfriend. That's just too despicable.

If this secret isn't significant enough, and Matsuzaka Kanon doesn't agree, it would be a lose-lose situation if everything went wrong.

"I'll keep it a secret for now, and I'll tell you when I've thought of the terms." Kuronuma pulled his arm away from hers, turned and walked towards the Shinjuku Police Station. The unexpected gain put him in a good mood.

Seeing that he agreed, Matsuzaka Kanon, clutching the camera in her arms, walked towards the tram station in the rain, her gray eyes broken and fragmented.

(End of this chapter)