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Ichika was very angry, so she decided to do something that person could do but didn't dare to do.

As if by surprise, Ichika suddenly reached out and grabbed Hayakawa's face with both hands.

Hayakawa was utterly shocked and instinctively flinched backward.

His reaction was undeniably swift, but because Hayakawa had deliberately approached Ichika to project an aura of authority and to intimidate her, and because he was too smug and lost his sense of vigilance, the two had already entered a very dangerous distance. At this moment, Ichika's attack was so sudden that Hayakawa had no way to avoid it and was caught.

Ichika pulled Hayakawa's face toward her, and at the same time, she gently closed her eyes and tilted her head. To Hayakawa's astonishment, the girl kissed his lips tightly.

"..."

At that moment, his mind went blank. He had no idea what was happening. His hands were in mid-air, and he didn't know whether he should push Yihua away or step back himself.

The girl's lips were as soft as if kissing the clouds in the sky, but her attacks were like a storm, with a force as if she wanted to bite Hayakawa's lips through, completely different from one of her sisters.

Yotsuba's kisses are very gentle and timid, usually initiated by Hayakawa. Even when she kisses Yotsuba, she is timid and hesitant, as if she has been bullied. If the kiss lasts a little longer, she wants to escape. In her kisses with Yotsuba, Hayakawa remembers the scent more vividly than the touch. Ichika's kisses, on the other hand, are completely different. The intense touch dominates Hayakawa's senses. They are very direct and decisive, completely different from Ichika's usual style.

A few seconds seemed to pass, yet a long time also seemed to pass. Hayakawa suddenly felt a violent impact strike him, causing his body to tense up and stiffen abruptly. He was incredulous, staring wide-eyed at Ichika. At that moment, Ichika's eyes were also fixed on him, her beautiful eyes filled with complex emotions: sadness, loneliness, resentment, and stubbornness. But what overwhelmed all of this was confusion, infatuation, and an inability to extricate himself.

She was deeply in love with him.

For a long time, the lips are divided.

"Huhuhu..."

Ichika was breathing heavily; she had almost stopped breathing during the kiss, which showed that she wasn't as bold as she seemed. However, the girl's eyes were bright and sparkling, like the embers of a burning campfire, emitting a faint light in the darkness.

"call…"

Hayakawa's breathing was also a little rapid; he wasn't much better off.

"This is,"

Ichika wiped her mouth, a glimmer of light in the corner, and amidst her panting breaths, she uttered a sentence, her voice soft and sweet with a sense of release, as if sighing in Hayakawa's ear: "The second time..."

"..."

What's the point of recording how many times this has happened?

“I’m saying…”

Hayakawa's mind was filled with all sorts of confusion, and he couldn't help but ask, "What exactly do you want to do?"

"What do you think?" Ichika didn't answer directly, leaving it to Hayakawa to decide. Her body was against the wall and she couldn't back away, nor did she want to push Hayakawa away, so she casually said, "Who asked you to suddenly push me into the corner and pin me against the wall, and then say those kinds of things to bully me? I was so scared that I had no choice but to fight back."

"Do not make jokes!"

Hayakawa didn't believe a word of Ichika's explanation. If this was how girls retaliated when they were bullied, then that would be terrible.

"I'm not joking."

Ichika looked completely innocent and reached out to poke Hayakawa's chest. Then she paused, as if she wanted to lean on him.

"..."

Hayakawa took a deep breath as he watched her movements, and he already understood.

Okay, it's not that I've suddenly realized something, but that I've completely understood it. After all, Ichika has already gone to this extent. If I still don't understand, then I'm either slow-witted or have something wrong with my brain.

"You treat me..."

Hayakawa paused for a moment, looking at Ichika as if he was about to speak, but was immediately interrupted.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Just moments ago, Ichika had been able to take the initiative to kiss Hayakawa with complete ease, but now, as if provoked by something, she quickly interrupted Hayakawa before she could speak. Her face was so red that it could be seen even in the dim light of the stairwell. She stammered nervously, "What nonsense are you talking about? Who has special feelings for you? I'm just gentle with everyone. Don't misunderstand and think that I'm only like this with you!"

"..."

Hayakawa paused for a moment, then said expressionlessly, "I haven't said anything yet."

Ichika's expression froze instantly, and she stopped speaking.

"And you're so gentle to everyone?"

Hayakawa couldn't help but frown and said, "So you're saying you'll force a kiss on anyone? That's just... a pervert, isn't it?"

Chapter 532 The Night Raid Was on Me, May

"certainly not!"

Ichika subconsciously refuted her reputation, but the next moment she realized that what she said would make her unable to justify herself. So she stammered for a while but couldn't find a reason, and then ran away in a panic.

Hayakawa stared at her departing figure in silence for a long time, a vague premonition of impending doom looming over him.

I feel that if I let her go now, something terrible will happen. My normal study life will probably be plunged into a terrible hell.

But I am powerless to do anything about it now.

Hayakawa looked somewhat gloomy in the darkness as he staggered upstairs. He had to prepare in advance to deal with any unforeseen circumstances, or he was sure there would be big trouble later.

He didn't see a shadow in the second-floor corridor that vanished as he came up.

……

Hayakawa carefully opened the door, but there was no one in the hallway, so he came out of the room.

He had his blanket tucked under his left arm and a pillow in his right, his face expressionless.

This is his foresight.

"I feel like if I sleep in my room, I'm sure I'll get attacked tonight."

Hayakawa thought to herself silently, then tightened the blanket around her.

So, to prevent any accidents, he simply stopped sleeping in the room.

If you just bring your blanket and pillow to sleep in the living room, how would you cope?

Even if Ichika does come to raid the place at night and finds herself on the sofa, what can she do in the living room? That living room faces the five rooms on the second floor. There are no soundproof walls, only one door. If the noise is a little loud, or if someone gets up at night to go to the bathroom, they can easily find out what's going on here.

Hayakawa knew she wouldn't dare do anything to him.

So Hayakawa went downstairs, spread the blankets and pillows on the sofa in the living room, and then naturally lay down on them.

"Um…"

Hayakawa adjusted to it and felt pretty good. Although it wasn't as soft as a big bed, luckily the sofa at the five sisters' house was very large, so he didn't feel cramped when he lay down. Overall, it was quite comfortable.

Goodnight.

Hayakawa looked up at the moonlight streaming in through the huge French windows of the living room and said something to himself.

He planned to get up early the next morning and then sneak back to Miku's room, because he didn't want the five sisters to know that he had slept on the sofa, so as to avoid any trouble.

"call…"

Hayakawa quietly adjusted her breathing, trying to fall asleep quickly through sheer willpower. However, not long after she closed her eyes, she heard soft footsteps coming down the stairs.

No way, they found out so quickly.

Hayakawa frowned slightly: So the result is still out?

However, to Hayakawa's surprise, the moment the shadow emerged from the bottom of the stairs, even though the room was incredibly dark, Hayakawa was able to identify who it was through her distinctive ahoge (cowlick) and her sensitive nose.

It's May.

"Ok?"

Hayakawa was slightly taken aback, somewhat puzzled.

What are you going to do in May? Go to the bathroom, perhaps?

Sure enough, after going downstairs in May, she turned around and went straight into the bathroom, where the light was turned on.

I hope I don't find myself.

Hayakawa silently prayed, otherwise, given May's troublesome nature, she would definitely wake herself up and then nag her to go back to her room to sleep.

Just as Hayakawa was pondering, May came out of the bathroom. However, instead of going back upstairs to sleep, she turned off the light and quietly walked to the center of the living room.

The girl's steps were so light that Hayakawa didn't even hear them. Before he knew it, May had already walked past the sofa where he was lying.

The moment Hayakawa saw May walk by, his heart stopped. But fate smiled on him once again. He didn't hear May's footsteps, and May didn't look down, so she naturally didn't notice the person lying on the sofa.

She walked straight around the sofa to the huge floor-to-ceiling window in the living room, then looked up and quietly gazed at the brilliant starry sky outside, occasionally letting out a soft sigh, as if she were very troubled.

"Sigh...eh..."

"..."

What's wrong with this guy? Did he break up with his girlfriend too?

Hayakawa couldn't help but think of the girl, Keiko, whom the two of them had met at the ramen shop before, whose grades had dropped because of a breakup.

Forget it, whatever troubles she has have nothing to do with me. Hayakawa just hopes that she will finish her sentimental musings quickly, go back to her room to sleep, and please don't find me lying on the sofa.

So he didn't intend to make a sound, remaining silent and still like a wooden figure, quietly listening to May's lonely sigh.

After a while, Hayakawa couldn't hold back any longer.

Damn it, how long are you going to keep sighing here? Aren't you going to go back to sleep or not?

Hayakawa couldn't help but feel indignant. He thought May would go back soon, but she kept sighing. He was planning to get up early and go back to his room tomorrow morning, but May was wasting his time here and he couldn't sleep either. The two of them could only wait it out.

"..."

Hayakawa hesitated for a long time, but finally decided to stop tolerating it.

It wasn't just because May had disturbed his rest; another reason was that the girl kept sighing and seemed quite lonely and troubled. Hayakawa felt a subtle worry in his heart. Could it be that she really had something on her mind, like Nino's pre-exam syndrome?

This won't do. We still have two exams tomorrow. If our grades are affected, all our efforts will be in vain. These past few days, all the hard work of myself and my five sisters has been in vain. How am I supposed to face my father, Nakano, with these dismal final grades? You know, I just got a proper tutoring job. Given Hayakawa's personality, he can't accept not getting any results.

With his studies as his top priority, and considering that Hayakawa also cared a little about May, he decided not to remain silent any longer, even if it required finding a troublesome excuse.

"Hey."

May was still sighing and complaining when a male voice suddenly came from beside her, startling her so much that she almost threw away the phone she had been using for lighting.

The girl turned her head sharply and found that there was a dead head on the sofa near her. She didn't know when it had appeared, but the lifeless, empty eyes were staring straight at her, the gaze appearing deathly and eerie in the dark living room.

"..."

What should I do if I bumped into a talking person on the head at home? I need help finding the answer online.

"what…"

May was so frightened she almost screamed, but thankfully Hayakawa reacted quickly and stopped her.

"what are you doing?"

Hayakawa, his face darkening, leaned forward and covered May's mouth, whispering, "It's me."

Chapter 533 You can treat me like your father.

Upon hearing Hayakawa's voice, May, who was about to scream, suddenly fell silent. She turned her head and stared blankly at the familiar figure that had inexplicably appeared beside her, muttering, "It's not a dead head, it's Hayakawa-san..."

Hayakawa's face immediately darkened. What kind of image do I have in your heart?

What are you sighing about over there?

Hayakawa's face was as stern as a mahjong tile that had just been flattened: "Insomnia?"

"No ..."

Nakano Satsuki panicked and tried to change the subject, saying, "You're the one who should be sleeping here. Shouldn't Hayakawa-san be sleeping in Miku's room? Why is she sleeping on the living room sofa with her bed?"

This helpless reaction is definitely not insomnia... Could it really be a breakup?

Hayakawa felt a mix of emotions, a kind of anger like that of a pet cabbage being eaten by a pig, but she still found an excuse to answer: "As for me... I'm not used to sleeping in a girl's room, I toss and turn and can't fall asleep."

"Not used to sleeping here? Ah... you're not used to sleeping in Miku's room, are you?" May tilted her head slightly in thought, her ahoge (cowlick) twitching like an antenna receiving signals. She seemed to understand something instantly, and smiled happily with narrowed eyes: "Then what should we do? Why don't you come sleep in my room?"

As she spoke, she let out a soft hum, and the smile in her eyes as she looked at Hayakawa was almost impossible to hide, her playful and teasing intent overflowing.

This was the first time Hayakawa had seen May like this. This was the serious, rigid, and always earnest May with her ahoge (cowlick) hair, not some green tea girl who liked to evade taxes. At this moment, a feeling called "gap moe" (a cute contrast between a girl's appearance and her personality) appeared in Hayakawa's senses, making his heart flutter and his heart beat faster.

Fortunately, it only lasted for a moment.

"no need."

Hayakawa calmly declined, saying, "I'll just sleep on the sofa."

It wasn't just the fleeting moment of Hayakawa's infatuation that existed, but also the extremely rare tax evasion of May. After being rejected, the girl with the ahoge immediately realized that her words and actions were somewhat inappropriate. Then she noticed that the distance between herself and Hayakawa was even more inappropriate. Her face turned bright red in an instant, and she quickly stepped back and lowered her head.

Fortunately, the room was dimly lit, and no one could see her blushing face; otherwise, people might have suspected that May had a fever.

"Oh...I see? Then Hayakawa-san can sleep on the sofa."