Even with chuunibyou, let's learn together!

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That lewd look in her eyes, as if she were being frantically licked by a licking monster, was simply the epitome of all the filth in the world—a complete pervert!

We have to be careful now.

"..."

On the surface, Ichika remained calm, but in reality, she had already begun brainstorming, trying to come up with a solution.

However, Miss Ichika, who wasn't particularly bright to begin with, didn't like to use her brain, so cramming at the last minute was naturally useless.

At that moment, she felt as if she were playing a classic puzzle game—the wolf-sheep-man crossing-the-river problem.

Taking a bath is like crossing a river. Wolves and sheep cannot be alone together. At this moment, Hayakawa is the wolf and Yotsuba is the sheep. If the two of them are alone together, the sheep will be eaten by the wolf, and you are the one who manages and restricts them.

Ichika first tried to think of all the possibilities one by one using the exhaustive method, but after two seconds she wanted to slap herself.

What am I thinking? There's only one room, and whoever comes out after showering will go back to the room. That means unless I don't go into the bathroom, Hayakawa and Yotsuba will definitely have some time alone together.

This isn't a question of crossing a river at all.

After figuring things out, Ichika remained silent for a long time before turning to Yotsuba and saying expressionlessly, "Yotsuba, I suddenly want to take a bath with you again."

"Huh? Why so suddenly?"

Yotsuba was startled and took a small step back, saying with a hint of reluctance, "No, the bathroom is too crowded. We already agreed to shower separately, why do we have to shower together again?"

"whispering sound"

Ichika knew that things were beyond her control, and that it would be too deliberate to make demands at this point, so she could only say irritably, "Then you go wash first, I'll wait for you outside."

It's okay, she has a plan B.

"Oh, alright."

Although Yotsuba was a little confused, she was feeling really uncomfortable after being soaked in the rain for so long, so she hesitated for a moment before going into the bathroom to take a shower.

She went into the bathroom, leaving only Hayakawa and Ichika in the room.

Ichika secretly glanced at Hayakawa, only to find that he had been sitting on the edge of the bed with his head down, engrossed in his textbook, completely unaffected by the two girls.

Upon seeing this, Ichika immediately puffed up her pink cheeks in embarrassment and anger, looking like a fluffy, bristly guinea pig.

What's wrong with this man? We're alone in a single room at a love hotel right now, and he's acting all calm? Does he even know who I am? I'm a rising idol!

Although she's not very popular right now, she has a promising future. Maybe one day she'll become a super idol who's famous all over the country. Do you know how many high school boys in Japan dream of having a beautiful idol girlfriend? I'm afraid you can't even count them. So what's with your calm reaction?

Ichika's expression darkened slightly, but she quickly composed herself, gracefully moving to stand before Hayakawa, and said in a soft, sweet voice, "Hayakawa-kun."

She knelt down in front of Hayakawa, her beautiful, pure eyes fixed on him, looking exceptionally adorable.

Hmph, watch me charm you and show you the price of underestimating modern idols!

she thought.

Chapter 463 The Emperor Encounters a Ghost

"Hayakawa-kun"

Ichika, learning the soft and cute idol voice that the new manager had taught her, half-squatted in front of Hayakawa with her knees on her hands, widened her eyes and pretended to be cute and defenseless, wanting Hayakawa to experience the charm of a beautiful idol girl.

Show me the embarrassed, blushing, and stammering face of a die-hard otaku fan!

Ichika thought maliciously, then looked at Hayakawa with a hidden expectation on her face.

When Hayakawa heard someone call him, his eyebrows twitched slightly, as if he had just woken from a very deep sleep. He looked blank for a moment before reacting, turning his head to look at the girl next to him, and asked, "What?"

His expression was calm, but his clear, cold eyes held a hint of indifference and displeasure at being disturbed. His pale pink lips pressed into a thin line after he finished speaking. His black hair, which was not mixed with any color, was partially wet from the rain and lay scattered on his fair forehead, twisted into a clump, like seaweed growing wildly in the deepest part of the ocean.

"..."

Ichika paused, suddenly speechless, then blushed inexplicably and stammered, "Uh... I..."

Hayakawa was even more puzzled. He sat up straighter and put down the textbook that was blocking his way: "What's wrong?"

"I…"

Hayakawa sat up straighter, and the oppressive feeling intensified. Ichika became even more nervous for no apparent reason, and quickly thought of a topic to say, "Oh...right! I was wondering if you encountered anything strange on the stairs!"

"Ok?"

Hayakawa asked, puzzled, "Why are you suddenly asking this... and why are you being so mysterious?"

Great, we've successfully changed the subject.

Ichika felt a sense of relief, then said naturally, "It's nothing, I was just asking if you'd seen anything strange or heard any strange noises..."

"Hmm," Hayakawa pondered for a moment, then frowned in confusion and said, "I didn't encounter anything..."

"Oh, that's okay."

Upon hearing this, Ichika breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that she must have misheard the sound when she went upstairs.

"When I went downstairs, I saw a long-haired woman squatting in the corner of the stairwell, crying."

Hayakawa said, "That's all."

"..."

The girl's expression froze instantly, her pupils contracted sharply, and her face turned pale in an instant. After two seconds, her cheeks twitched violently, and a faint smile appeared on her pale face: "You...you're joking, right, Hayakawa-kun? Don't say things like that so late at night, I really won't be able to sleep."

"What's so funny about this?"

Hayakawa remained completely calm, his face showing no emotion whatsoever: "I really did see a woman crying in the stairwell, and I even went over to talk to her."

"Ahhhhhhhhh?"

Seeing Hayakawa's tone, which was clearly not joking, Ichika stood up straight like a piece of wood struck by lightning. The next second, she was right in front of Hayakawa's face, staring straight into his eyes, and said in a hollow voice, "Now tell me everything that happened in your stairwell! Don't reveal a single detail."

"...Too close, move away."

Hayakawa felt a little uncomfortable at Ichika's sudden approach, and the faint sweet fragrance emanating from the girl made his heart beat faster for no reason. He quickly took a step back and then said, "If you really want to know, then I'll tell you."

Hayakawa slowly began, "When I went downstairs just now..."

……

Ten minutes earlier, Hayakawa was descending the stairs when he suddenly heard a strange crying sound.

"woooooo"

Hayakawa looked to the side in confusion: "That's strange, where did that crying come from?"

It was at this moment that Hayakawa noticed a woman with waist-length hair suddenly appear in a place where there had been no one before. She was squatting in the corner of the stairwell with her back to him, and she didn't seem to be wearing shoes. She was just squatting there barefoot, and she was crying very sadly.

That crying…

Upon hearing the sorrowful cries, Hayakawa immediately felt a deep empathy, as it mirrored the sadness he felt upon seeing his own report card after each monthly exam.

Looking at the woman again, Hayakawa felt that she was a fellow sufferer, and that she was also a top student who had recently been having academic setbacks.

Hayakawa was certain. Although this woman looked like an adult, in Hayakawa's eyes, learning was a lifelong pursuit. Even at a hundred years old, she would still be extremely saddened by not getting first place.

With a hint of pity, Hayakawa stepped forward to the woman's side and called out, "Hello, Linbawu, Liu Jiuling-Meng."

The crying stopped abruptly, and then the woman's body, like a stuck wind-up toy, twisted her neck repeatedly, facing directly towards Hayakawa.

Hayakawa asked calmly with concern, "What's wrong? Did something sad happen?"

The woman froze for a moment, then a hoarse voice escaped her throat: "I can't find it..."

"Can't find it?"

Hayakawa asked in confusion, "What can't be found?"

The woman didn't answer, but just blankly repeated one sentence: "Can't find it."

Hayakawa was completely baffled, and could only say that even if he wanted to help, he couldn't.

However, it seemed that this person wasn't upset about their grades, so Hayakawa lost interest in them and waved his hand, preparing to leave: "Then you keep searching, I'm going down."

Just as Hayakawa was leaving, he heard the woman repeat, "I can't find it..."

He suddenly felt a pang of sympathy and then comforted her, saying, "You'll find it someday."

Hayakawa looked up at the woman's pale, bloodless face, about to say something encouraging, when he suddenly noticed something and showed a somewhat surprised expression.

That's so strange...

This person has no eyes on their face.

……

"Is it just strange that you don't have eyes?!"

After listening for a while, Ichika finally couldn't take it anymore and shouted loudly, suppressing her inner fear.

Actually, she was afraid to speak at first, but there were just too many things Hayakawa said that were worth criticizing. By the end, her eyes were blurry and she couldn't bear it any longer, so she finally spoke up.

"It's probably because the light was too dim and her bangs were too long, so I didn't see them,"

Hayakawa said nonchalantly, "Maybe it's because she was wearing sunglasses, so she didn't see it."

Who would wear sunglasses at night?!

Yihua silently rubbed her forehead, feeling a wave of weakness wash over her.

After hearing Hayakawa's story, she felt utterly bewildered... Any normal person would run as far away as possible if they saw a woman squatting and crying in the hallway late at night. They would explode if they looked at her for even a second. What kind of person would go up and talk to her like that?! What kind of thick-skinned person would do something like that?!

Chapter 464 A Match Made in Heaven

The woman kept repeating "can't find it," "can't find it," which was obviously a vengeful spirit or a bound spirit. How could you not notice something so terrifying and even start a conversation about it?

Ichika looked at Hayakawa with an expression that was half admiration and half incomprehension.

Only someone with a gallbladder removed, someone who doesn't know fear at all, and whose brain nerves are thick enough to be a load-bearing wall, could do something like this!

"What's behind?!"

Ichika suddenly leaned closer to Hayakawa, her beautiful eyes wide, and asked, "Where did they go next?"

"That's it."

Hayakawa looked completely bewildered: "Later I told her, 'No matter what you're looking for, you'll find it someday.' She didn't mention returning it, and then I left."

"Huh? How could this happen?"

Upon hearing this, Ichika felt a strange sense of loss. Shouldn't the normal plot be that the other party suddenly pounced on her, and then Hayakawa died?

Why so gentle and Buddhist-like? Where did the vengeful spirit's murderous intent go?

"So, on your way up after you picked out your pajamas?"

Ichika thought for a moment and then asked seriously, "Have you met that woman?"

"No."

Hayakawa shook his head: "I made a point of checking when I came back, and I definitely didn't see it."

"hiss…"

Ichika paused for a moment, then began to doubt herself.

Could I have misheard when I came up? Actually, there was no strange crying sound at all; it was just my imagination playing tricks on me. Or perhaps there was a sound, but it was just a woman hiding in the stairwell crying because she was feeling down due to life stress or emotional problems, and I overheard it by chance.

"I'm talking to you,"

Hayakawa, seeing Ichika's thoughtful expression, immediately understood. Pointing at her, he laughed, "You kept shouting about ghosts when you went upstairs, and you were so scared that your legs went weak and you clung to my back. Could this be it? You're such a coward. Besides, there's no such thing in the world."

"You're so annoying..."

Yihua's delicate face flushed slightly, feeling a little embarrassed, but she still muttered a few stubborn words: "That's a normal reaction. I would have reacted the same way if it were an ordinary person. You're the one who's abnormal."

After saying that, she covered her face. Her shameful record, which had been discovered in front of Hayakawa, was something only Ichika could understand.

Good heavens, what people like most is to get pleasure from others, not to become someone else's pleasure!

"Hahaha,"

Hayakawa didn't continue to tease her. Instead, he comforted her, saying, "Don't worry, it's all over now. There's no need to be afraid. I've noticed you've been looking worried the whole time. Now you can get some sleep."

Ichika was taken aback when Hayakawa comforted her, then silently turned her head and whispered, "Thank you, Hayakawa-kun."

Hayakawa said, "It's okay. Take a shower early and then go to bed early. I got half wet from the rain today and I'm feeling a bit uncomfortable. If I don't go to bed early, I might catch a cold tomorrow."

"I see."

Ichika responded softly, her gaze still fixed on Hayakawa.

Thank you, Hayakawa…