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He lay there, completely still: "Mai-senpai, next time you can just say what you want to say directly, you don't need to act."

Mai Sakurajima paused slightly, then resumed her normal movements. She pulled the blanket over herself, lay down, and covered her neck with it: "Actually, I wasn't lying to you, junior. I'm really a little scared."

"If one day even the immortals can't find me, and even my junior brother can't find me, then I'll probably really be dead."

"To die silently, without anyone noticing."

Nomiyama glanced at the person beside him and shrank further into the blanket: "Senior will probably continue to live, but in a situation that no one can observe."

Mai Sakurajima sighed: "In that situation, I would already be dead to this world."

"It's okay, senior. I'm more capable than you think. I could never forget you."

"What if?"

"There are no 'what ifs,' I will always remember Mai-senpai."

"okay."

The air remained silent for a while, until the girl said, "Kazehaya, you're so amazing, how come you didn't become one of those villains?"

"The main villain? Senior, do you mean someone like Homelander?"

"almost?"

"That's too boring. For me, if I ever break the rules, it must be because there's something I want outside the rules. Like I told my senior, I'm going to commit bigamy."

Nomiyama's voice trailed off: "Senior, my life is wonderful, I get everything I want, I can't find a reason to become a villain..."

Mai Sakurajima was about to say something more when she realized that his voice had become so soft that it was barely audible, and then she fell completely silent.

I fell asleep so quickly...

Mai Sakurajima turned to the side, looking at his peaceful and quiet appearance.

If you touch him now, he will definitely notice, because he is an unreasonable superhuman.

Want to give it a try? See if he'll refuse.

Mai Sakurajima thought for a moment and finally came up with the name of a quiet and aloof girl.

Forget it, let's go to sleep.

She pulled up the blanket, lay back down, and closed her eyes.

......

Saturday, at Nomiyama's house.

Nomiyama flipped the wok with one hand and stretched out the other: "Add the chopped chili peppers and season it."

"Okay." Mai Sakurajima stopped chopping carrots, reached for the chopped chili peppers, then paused, looking at him calmly. "We're entertaining guests today, are you going to add chopped chili peppers?"

"I only took a small portion to mix with myself," Nomiyama said without changing his expression.

"Are you sure it's not for the guests?" Mai Sakurajima pressed.

“Of course, why would I lie to you?” Nomiyama complained about her suspiciousness.

Sakurajima Mai hesitated for a moment, then reached out and handed it over.

Without hesitation, Nomiyama scooped out two spoonfuls and sprinkled them into the pot.

Sakurajima Mai gritted her teeth and stomped on it, saying, "Didn't we agree that I'd only mix your small portion?"

Nomiyama's eyes widened as she glanced at the fried rice in the pan, thinking she was looking for trouble: "This whole pan of fried rice is mine."

Mai Sakurajima shifted her gaze to the large pot of fried rice that was almost overflowing, and pressed her foot down harder.

"Where did you come from, you pig?"

"Chiba Central Elementary School?"

"Heh." Mai Sakurajima sneered, moved her foot away, and continued cutting her carrots. She casually said, "Remember to serve me a portion."

"Okay," Nomiyama replied, flipping the pot.

From the living room, which overlooks the kitchen, Yui Yuigahama looked at the person inside muttering to himself in a strange manner and cautiously asked, "Hey, Yumiko, don't you think Kaze's symptoms have been getting worse lately?"

Yumiko Miura stared at the person in the kitchen, biting into the cookies he had specially prepared. Her face was fierce: "I don't care if he's pretending to be crazy or acting stupid, I'm going to eat him up."

Hina Ebina looked on with admiration and gave a thumbs-up: "Well done, Yumiko."

Yui Yuigahama was pondering that question.

ate.

eat?

As she thought about it, her face gradually turned red.

......

"Nomi Yamakaze Hayate!"

Hearing the other person's shouts, Nomiyama reached out, grabbed his life-sized body pillow from the sofa, and shoved it over.

He watched quietly as Yumiko collapsed onto the sofa, clutching a cushion, with an air of composure.

Since the start of the semester, three students who sat next to him have been coming to his house frequently. And I don’t know if it’s because of that transparent magic fish, but they seem to have picked up some bad habits. They don’t usually show it, but every time they come to his house, they like to bring some alcohol.

Yes, the stereotype that hot girls secretly drink alcohol for excitement has become a common perception.

"Nomi Yamakaze! Why don't you like me?!"

Nomiyama's eyelids twitched as he watched Yumiko rolling around on the sofa with her pillow, and he couldn't bear to watch.

The moment my gaze shifted, the next person was already in front of me.

Hina Ebina's eyes gleamed, and she smiled slightly: "Kazehaya, you can't fool me with such tricks. I can't get drunk."

“Yeah, I know you can’t get drunk.” Nomiyama reached out, grabbed the other’s shoulder, and pushed him toward the sofa.

He shrugged as he watched Himeko hug a pillow as well.

Knowing you can't get drunk, I gave you a little sleeping pill.

"Little Wind! I'm going to eat you!!"

Yui Yuigahama lunged at him with a fierce expression, baring her teeth and brandishing her claws.

This time, Nomiyama didn't dodge. He simply caught the other person, then sat on the sofa and laid him down on it.

He reached out and stroked the other person's hair, as if gently coaxing them: "Alright, go to sleep."

Mai Sakurajima watched him easily handle the group, took a few steps, and sat down next to him. Her words were tinged with sarcasm: "I thought you would date three more people at once, making four into seven."

Nomiyama looked at the person beside him who had already closed their eyes and let go of their hand: "I don't know, but I don't really have any desire to be in a relationship right now, so I won't be in one."

"Oh, if I ever get the urge, I'll start."

Nomiyama simply ruffled Yui's hair again: "If you want something, you have to get it. Once the gates of desire are opened, I'll probably become that kind of villain."

"It's hopeless."

"I feel so too."

Nomiyama was rubbing his hair when he suddenly paused, looking down at Yui, who was staring at him with wide eyes.

Are you awake?

The girl closed her eyes again the next second.

She reached out and nudged his wrist.

Nomiyama's expression was a bit strange. He glanced at Yumiko, who was still fighting with Hime for a pillow, and then looked away.

He continued to rub the head of the person next to him.

......

Mai Sakurajima leaned back on the sofa, quietly watching TV.

The younger student went to take those female students home, since it was already evening.

What might happen on the way? Boys and girls arguing and bickering, or a girl making a subtle move.

She actually had a higher opinion of the junior named Yui Yuigahama. Yui tried hard to hide her little thoughts, but occasionally she couldn't help herself. She had a kind of silly and cute charm, unlike her two friends.

One is too direct, the other is confused.

My junior probably wasn't like this before. At least during that first winter when we met, he should have only put Yukino aside. But something happened later, something that made it difficult for him to make a decision, and those things completely changed his mind.

He went from being a devoted man who wanted to grow old with only one person to becoming a complete scumbag who would seize any feeling of liking someone as soon as it arose in his heart.

Did one extreme lead to another?

Mai Sakurajima gazed thoughtfully at the photograph hanging on the wall, her eyes lingering on the person whose eyes were as bright as roses.

She smiled bitterly.

If the junior's account of the past wasn't a lie, then the moment he fell for Yukino, his fate as a scumbag was sealed, because he simply couldn't let go of the person on the wall, nor could he let go of Yukino.

She shook her head, took a breath, and started changing channels with the remote control.

The screen kept switching between different channels, but Mai Sakurajima just watched quietly. When the drama went into commercial break, she always had to find something interesting to watch to pass the time.

At one point, her eyes widened slightly, and she quickly rewound the image.

After rewinding twice, she finally saw the interview program.

A teenager carrying a convenience bag is standing in front of the camera, complaining with a dissatisfied look on his face.

But he was good-looking, so it didn't seem like he was resentful; it just seemed like a handsome young man was feeling wronged.

He looked at the camera with a wronged expression.

"I recently met a perverted girl named 'Sakurajima Mai.' She's terrifying. She follows me to school every day, then joins my club activities, and we walk home together. When we get home, she even sneaks into the kitchen while I'm cooking..."

"Oh right, Mai Sakurajima followed me into my house and refused to leave. She even ate with me and wanted to use my bathroom. If I didn't like the food, she would laugh at me, saying things like, 'As expected of Nomiyama Kazehaya, she can't even cook.' Every night when it was time to take a bath, she would leave her underwear in the laundry basket without cleaning it up, as if she was waiting for me to wash it for her."

"I don't want a perverted woman like that! Nobody likes Mai Sakurajima, but I have a girlfriend. I don't lack love at all."

"It's terrifying. This person named Sakurajima Mai; sometimes I even wonder if she likes me or something."

"Of course, it's normal for you to like me, but..."

"If Sakurajima Mai likes him, that would be truly......"

The boy waved his hand, his face showing a hesitant expression, full of unspoken meaning.

Mai Sakurajima turned off the TV, grinding her teeth.

She took out her phone, ready to ask what was going on.

What do you mean she's a crazy woman? What do you mean she's lingering and unwilling to leave? What do you mean she's unwilling to pack her personal belongings? What do you mean she likes him? What is this damnably infuriating nonsense?

She slid to unlock the screen saver and then started looking through the other person's phone number notes.

The next second, her phone started ringing incessantly.

Various messages kept flooding into her phone, triggering a series of notification sounds.

Mai Sakurajima was slightly taken aback and didn't know what to do when a phone call came in.

Looking at the bolded word 'Mom' in the note, she finally understood something.

That's right. In situations like this, the first thing to do is react immediately and find your own first.

It must be Mom.

With her eyes slightly sore, she answered the call without hesitation.

......

As Mai Sakurajima hung up the phone with tears welling in her eyes, the door to her room was pushed open.

Nomiyama was carrying a large plastic bag and talking as he changed his shoes.

"I noticed we weren't having much food at home, so after dropping them off, I stopped by the supermarket to buy some, since we hadn't had dinner yet."

"Uncle Kato was really going too far. He cut off half a fish in front of me and kept it for himself, saying he was going to take it home to make soup for Megumi."

"That's too much. Hui would never let me suffer a loss."