He tried to save the fallen girls, but they came after him instead.

This Shirakawa is no ordinary person.

Facing the police and the principal, he showed no pressure, demonstrating clear logic and well-reasoned analysis of the clues.

Unfortunately, he was just an ordinary student.

The principal took a drag on his cigarette and exhaled a cloud of smoke.

22. Perhaps a touch of warmth in everyday life?

Shirakawa returned to the classroom.

It was during recess, and students were coming and going in pairs or threes.

Misaki Nikaido turned around and asked with concern, "How are you? Shirakawa, did that policewoman give you any trouble?"

"They just asked about what happened yesterday, nothing serious."

Shirakawa pulled out a chair and sat down.

"That's good. I was worried about that for ages." Nikaido patted his large chest. "What if you had gotten arrested and ended up in a detention center...?"

"Boss, to be honest, you, the leader, haven't even gone in yet, how could I possibly go in?"

"You're so glib. Even though I'm a delinquent, I never bully others."

"Then why do you always bully me?"

"Because you're my little brother." Nikaido patted Shirakawa on the shoulder, tilted his head back, and looked at Shirakawa with affection.

Kimo, Yuzuru Ayako rolled her eyes at the couple and continued playing the game.

"Oh, right, Shirakawa, something really strange has happened recently."

"What is it?"

"Well... um..." Misaki Nikaido blushed, looking a little embarrassed, "I lost my letter."

Shirakawa remembered that he had forgotten to put on Nikaido's underwear when he was in the infirmary, so he put it in his schoolbag and took it with him.

It seems to be inside the backpack now.

I was too busy yesterday and forgot to take it out.

It’s over.

Shirakawa's heart was pounding.

It's like cheating on an exam, hiding a small note under the paper, with the proctor patrolling around.

Even though I know the teacher won't look at my paper for no reason, there's always the risk of being caught.

We need to find a way to deal with it.

However, you can't walk out with your schoolbag in your hand; that would be too deliberate.

"Wenxiong, what's that?" Shirakawa asked, feigning ignorance.

"It's a girl's underwear! The one she wears on her upper body."

Shirakawa feigned surprise, opening his mouth wide: "Ah~ Big Sister, you can lose something like this?"

"Yeah, mine was a set, but when I got home and took a shower I realized I only had the panties left..."

Did you change your clothes yesterday?

"No, there aren't any PE or swimming classes in the morning, and school ends in the afternoon. Hmm..."

I helped Shirakawa from the sports storage room to the infirmary, and then we kissed in the hallway...

Nikaido covered his lips shyly when he recalled that scene.

Then I was questioned by the police officers about the details of the incident, and then I went to find Shirakawa... and saw him and...

"I remember now, Shirakawa, who was that girl in the infirmary?"

“Jackie, a friend of mine.”

"Hmm~ Just friends?" Nikaido leaned down, getting closer to Shirakawa, creating a rather imposing atmosphere.

"Of course they're friends! That exchange student, Jackie, she's a foreigner. Don't you know her?"

"Oh, that one? Now that you mention it, I remember you, the one whose clothes and appearance were quite unconventional?"

"Yep."

“As long as we’re friends, that’s good,” Nikaido said.

He just secretly kissed someone in the hallway, then immediately turned around and started flirting with other women. What a frivolous playboy.

Shirakawa is probably not.

However, Nikaido couldn't remember anything after that, only that he woke up in a bed in the infirmary.

However, Shirakawa said that he had a bit of a cold, so he was in the infirmary.

That's a bit suspicious. Even if you have a cold, you wouldn't forget so many things, would you?

Even if Nikaido was stupid, he would have noticed something amiss.

"Shirakawa. Tell the boss the truth." Nikaido patted Shirakawa on the shoulder again, staring intently into Shirakawa's eyes.

"Ah, you mean, Big Sister?"

"Did you really not do anything to me while I was sleeping in the infirmary?"

"No, boss, believe me, I really didn't do anything, I like to tell the truth," Shirakawa said, staring intently into Nikaido's eyes.

If I were to tell her that we had a great time in the infirmary, she would probably beat me to a pulp.

Some lies have to be told.

A white lie is always gentler than a hurtful truth.

“I believe you, Shirakawa,” Nikaido said. “After all, you are my little brother, and I believe my little brother wouldn’t lie to me.”

"I'm such a shut-in, I can't take it anymore~~~" Midori Sakura clutched her stomach and walked to Shirakawa's side.

what's the situation?

"Where do you feel unwell? I'll take you to the infirmary," Shirakawa replied.

"I'm hungry, I want to eat something~~" Midori suddenly said in a coquettish tone, which gave Shirakawa goosebumps all over.

“If you’re hungry, just go buy some bread!” Nikaido retorted.

Nikaido and Midori Sakura are fairly familiar with each other.

After all, delinquents and hot girls are a very similar match.

"No, I want to eat the otaku's bento~" Midori Sakura deliberately dragged out the last syllable of her voice, making it sound particularly nagging.

"If you're going to eat, eat your own!"

"My bento is with my sister. She won't let me eat it until lunchtime~" Misaki pouted and reached for Shirakawa's schoolbag.

Shirakawa immediately reached out to protect her.

There's also Nikaido's manuscript inside. If Midori Sakura were to open it, she'd either die or be reborn.

Misaki Nikaido was also a little unhappy: "Why did you have the right to eat Shirakawa's bento? Are you two close?"

There was a hint of jealousy in his words.

"Oh, Nikaido-nee, you didn't know? Shirakawa recently moved next door to us! My mom even invited him to breakfast and made him a bento!"

Mito Sakura smiled and said, "Beautifully curved." She revealed her signature little tiger teeth, the unspoken message seemingly: "No way, no way, you don't even know this? That's all!"

"Is that so? Shirakawa?" Misaki Nikaido leaned closer, an invisible pressure coming from her.

"Yes, I forgot to tell the boss." Shirakawa smiled awkwardly.

"Remember to tell me immediately if anything important happens next time," Misaki Nikaido said.

The way Shirakawa and Midori seemed so close made her feel a little uncomfortable.

“So!” Midori Sakura reached for Shirakawa’s bag again. “Anyway, it’s a bento box made by my mom, so I’ll just eat a little bit, one hamburger patty will do.”

Shirakawa protected her again.

No wonder Aunt Mido entrusted all the bento boxes to Maki for safekeeping; if they were given to Mido Sakura, she would have finished them all before noon.

"I'm also very hungry. If you eat some of it, what will I do if I don't have enough to eat at noon? People need food to survive!"

"Hey, Shirakawa, why are you using honorifics?" Nikaido found it strange to hear the word "you" (formal).

Damn it! I've gotten used to saying it.

"My Mandarin isn't very good, and sometimes when I'm in a hurry, I use honorifics, hahaha." Shirakawa tried to get away with it.

"Huh?" Midori Sakura suddenly looked out the window. "Okada-sensei, what's he doing over there?"

what?

Nikaido and Shirakawa both stood up and looked out the window.

"I'll take the bento!"