Master of the Machete Style Manga

Chapter 87 The Red Porsche

"I...didn't...?" Haruna Mikazuki puffed out her chest defiantly and said, "How can you say I didn't?"

"Tch." Natsume Mio glanced at it dismissively.

Mikazuki Haruna: "..."

Nothing to say.

"Stop arguing, you're disturbing my drawing." Ken Sakamoto picked up his pen and began sketching lines on the manuscript paper.

“That’s right, don’t disturb Ken’s drawing, you should go back,” Natsume Mio said.

"Why don't we go together?" Mikazuki Haruna said.

"Are you also taking the Tobu Skytree Line? I'm getting off at Skytree Station," Natsume Mio said.

When Mikazuki Haruna heard Natsume Mio say that, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, and she said, "I drove here."

"Huh?" Natsume Mio was slightly taken aback, not expecting that she had come by car.

Driving in Tokyo is too expensive; parking fees can easily cost several hundred yen per hour, and gas prices are high too…

Moreover, she herself hasn't even taken the driving test yet.

Mikazuki Haruna said smugly, "How about I take you home?"

Natsume Mio glanced at Sakamoto Ken, who was twirling a pen in his hand and didn't offer her any advice.

Mio Natsume thought for a moment and said, "Okay, then you can give me a ride, but you don't need to take me all the way home, just to the tram stop is fine."

“Okay, let’s go then.” Mikazuki Haruna stood up and casually tugged at the stockings on her legs.

I was sitting for a while, and the fabric covering my legs got a little wrinkled, so it felt a little uncomfortable when I got up.

Natsume Mio stood beside him, watching Sakamoto Ken's expression the whole time.

It was obvious that she saw Sakamoto Ken's gaze drift towards Mikazuki Haruna.

Moreover, the gaze is moving downwards.

This girl... her stockings today are quite nice. They're a thinner style with laces at the calves, and they especially accentuate her small feet, giving her a...

Mio Natsume is not a foot expert and can't think of a particularly suitable description.

Sakamoto Ken wasn't just noticing Haruna; his gaze also fell on Natsume Mio.

Today, Mio is cosplaying as Makima, so she's dressed in a formal outfit: a shirt, trousers, and leather shoes, paired with black formal cotton socks.

In fact, Ken Sakamoto doesn't think cotton socks are inferior to stockings; they simply have their own characteristics.

Mio's completely opaque cotton socks were cut and sewn to fit her foot size perfectly, with a slightly fuzzy texture, just like a dark chocolate tiramisu cake.

Haruna is like a mirror mousse lightly coated with a layer of dark syrup; it is light and smooth.

He only glanced at it quickly, without staring at it for a while, since that would make him look like a pervert.

Ken Sakamoto looked up at the two women. They walked together to the door to put on their shoes. Ken Sakamoto didn't follow them, but simply waved to them and said, "Goodbye."

"Bye-bye~" Natsume Mio replied immediately.

Haruna Mikazuki only realized what was happening after putting on her shoes, and quickly said, "Bye-bye!"

Natsume Mio had already opened the door, stepped out, and leaned against it, watching Mikazuki Haruna.

The latter didn't linger and followed him out.

"Ah Jian, we're off then, see you next time~"

Just as Mikazuki Haruna was about to greet Sakamoto Ken again, Natsume Mio slammed the door shut. The two stood in the doorway staring at each other for a few seconds. Mikazuki Haruna gave a soft "tsk," tossed her hair, and walked towards the stairwell.

The two went downstairs one after the other. After leaving the apartment building, Natsume Mio followed Mikazuki Haruna out of the alley and onto the roadside.

She didn't take this route when she came over, so she didn't see the car parked on the side of the road.

She suddenly stopped in her tracks when the red Porsche came into view.

This car...?!

In the memory of that dream, there was such a scene!
She was following Ah Jian when she saw him get into a red luxury car.

The memory of the dream wasn't very clear, but I did remember the color of the car and its obviously expensive design.

Moreover, a woman was sitting in the driver's seat. The reason this could be seen was because it was a left-hand drive car, and the driver's seat was on the side closest to the roadside.

Before me, Mikazuki Haruna, holding the car keys, walked to the left side of the car and opened the door.

She looked at Natsume Mio with a puzzled expression, and when she didn't come forward, she asked, "What's wrong? Don't be shy, get in the car."

Natsume Mio narrowed her eyes, staring at Mikazuki Haruna from afar.

Actually, until she left Ken's house just now, she only regarded Mikazuki Haruna as a rival who liked Ken and wanted to take him away.

I've seen countless girls like Ah Jian during high school, and none of them succeeded.

But now...

Natsume Mio clenched her fists. She completely believed that what she saw in her dream was a reenactment of reality. After all, she had already followed that memory to walk through the residential streets she had never been before and accurately found Ken's residence.

So this woman in front of us, March Spring... is the wicked woman who will try to trick Ah Jian away in the future!

Natsume Mio walked heavily towards the red Porsche, step by step.

Her expression first grew increasingly serious, but when she was still five meters away from the car, she began to adjust, and by the time she finally stood beside the car, she had a gentle smile on her face.

“Matsuki Haru-sensei, it seems you’re quite wealthy,” Natsume Mio said with a smile.

"Not at all, I'm just relying on my father." Mikazuki Haruna waved her hand modestly and got into the car.

Mio Natsume opened the passenger door and got in.

This was her first time riding in such a high-end car. The interior was a striking red, and the screens, buttons... you could tell at a glance that it was definitely not cheap.

Natsume Mio shifted her hips on the cushion and leaned back against the seat, pressing down slightly, as if to assess whether the spot where Ken had sat was comfortable.

No, that's not the seat Ah Jian sat in!

After all, that memory is just a harbinger of the future, not something that has already happened.

At least so far, Ah Jian has never ridden it.

And... in the future... Thinking of this, Natsume Mio bit her lip lightly, actually a little unsure.

This girl, like Ah Jian, studied art, and is Ah Jian's direct senior. Although her chest is a bit small, she's still quite pretty to be honest...

Ultimately, all I'm good-looking, older, taller, and likes Ah Jian more than her.

But she's rich!
What Ah Jian needs most right now is money!
Mio Natsume knew about Ken's financial situation; his debt was not a small amount, which was why he lived in that run-down apartment and hadn't bought a computer even while serializing his manga, waiting for his royalties to arrive before he could ease his financial burden.

If it were the guy next to her, would that amount of money be something she could easily come up with?
If she simply placed the banknotes in front of Ah Jian, Ah Jian...

Should I just give in to her like this?!
Natsume Mio felt a chill run down her spine; this was a major crisis!

(End of this chapter)