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"Thank you!"

After leaving such a sentence, Haramura Makoto left here without saying anything more.

"Humph--"

"Dao Hua, this junior is very good at sophistry."

Blinking his eyes dissatisfied, the corner of Guidehara Kanata's mouth raised a small arc.

"But junior is very sensible, isn't he?"

Taking off his glasses gracefully, Dongtang Daohua wiped them slowly with a glasses cloth, with a faint smile on his face.

Fortunately, she thought she could no longer control the situation just now.

I didn’t expect Makoto Haramura to thank them for that incident in the end, didn’t he?

"I must be pretending on purpose."

"Hanata, you have a lot of opinions on fellow student Haramura."

Seeing the angry look on Guidehara's side, Touka Todou couldn't help but laugh a little.

"Anyway, there is a reasonable explanation, isn't it?"

"If you still don't calm down, you still have a chance to take revenge with your own hands."

This best friend of mine is the only daughter of the Guide Yuan Consortium.

He is a child who was born with a silver spoon in his mouth and grew up, but his best friend doesn't like to put on airs and is a very easy-going person.

Otherwise, I, a girl born as an orphan, would not have become such a good friend with her.

But ordinary girls can still be a little temperamental.

No matter how generous my best friend is, she is still a little angry now, which is normal.

"Hmph, who would do such a boring thing because of something like this?"

"Besides, I still want to be one of the delegation. I won't do this kind of thing that would cause trouble for myself."

The two girls sat here quietly discussing topics they would never discuss normally.

Obviously, from the beginning, he was referring to enemies and remuneration for his schoolmates, but later the topic became more and more biased.

But one thing the two girls never thought about was.

The prerequisite for developing a good impression is to develop interest.

……

There are many buildings on both sides of the road, decorated with colorful lights, and dark cars are speeding on the asphalt road.

The surrounding street scene quickly receded backwards.

Stella was sitting in the passenger seat, looking at the profile of the man in the driver's seat, playing with her hair with her fingertips, as if she wanted to say something, but hesitated.

"If you want to say anything, you can just say it."

"It doesn't have to be like this."

Driving the car that I picked up from Shinguji Kurono in the morning, seeing Stella's appearance through the corner of my vision, Haramura Makoto said helplessly.

This is no longer the case.

Stella has been like this since probably after finishing the transcript and setting off to the hospital where Ayatsuji Kaito was.

Now that she has been released from the hospital, Stella is still like this.

"Can I really ask?"

Stella entangled her hair with her fingertips a little faster, and there was an unnatural flush on her face.

"Of course, if you don't ask clearly, you probably won't be able to sleep tonight."

Haramura Makoto sneered.

The bed between him and Stella was probably because the screws were not tightened too tightly. As long as Stella moved on the top bunk, his bed would shake with it.

Many times in the middle of the night, he was woken up by Stella like this.

Sometimes he didn't know what Stella was twisting around on it, but he didn't dare to ask or look.

"would not."

Stella spoke hard in a low voice.

I originally thought that I had hidden it well for so many days, but it was exposed by Makoto Haramura so directly, which made Stella's already rosy little face even redder.

"Then I'll ask. You must answer truthfully."

"I will definitely answer truthfully."

Haramura Makoto affirmed tirelessly.

This was already the case, and he didn’t think Stella could ask anything else that he couldn’t answer.

At least, at this moment, Haramura Makoto behaved calmly.

"Were you angry because of me just now?"

"Because that... that bastard wanted... to see me naked... naked."

"Of course it is."

Without even half a second of hesitation, Haramura Makoto gave a direct answer in the affirmative.

To be honest, he thought Stella could ask anything.

The result was this problem, and luckily he was a little worried about it.

"No matter what, you have already..."

"This means that you at least have a good impression of me."

"I won't say how much I like it, but I think I have a good impression of it."

Before Haramura Makoto could finish what he said, Stella's words had already intervened, and then she looked at Haramura Makoto with such hopeful eyes.

(I……)

At this moment, he really wanted to take back what he said a second ago.

He thought that Stella had launched such a fierce offensive today, and at least there would be no more attacks today.

But I didn't expect that this attack would come so quickly and so directly.

This straight punch almost hit him in the face.

"I……"

He just spit out a musical scale from his mouth, but before he could say the rest of the words, under the gaze of Stella's burning eyes, he swallowed the rest of the words directly.

Under such gaze, he could not say anything perfunctory.

Pretending not to hear anything at this time will only really hurt this innocent girl's heart.

"Yes."

Completely blocked in the corner, with no way to escape, Haramura Makoto nodded bravely.

It wasn’t that he didn’t want to respond to Stella’s feelings, so he had to bite the bullet.

It's just that he hasn't figured out how to respond yet.

But, that was just now.

He also thought a lot at that moment.

Even the unreliable suggestion that Xijing Ningyin once told him was recalled in his mind.

In the end, he finally figured it out.

There is no point in just thinking about some things forward and backward. It is always impossible to solve the trouble in advance. The only way is to do it first, and then solve the troublesome problem after it actually happens.

This is the way Makoto Haramura should act. When had he been so forward-looking and hesitant before?

"Yes, Stella, I have a high opinion of you."

Chapter 077 Are you dreaming, garbage?

The next day, Ayatsuji went to the Itto-ryu dojo.

In fact, it is a bit too much to say that it is the next day. After all, it is already evening, and the afterglow of the setting sun is scattered on the ancient Japanese-style buildings, giving it a different flavor.

"Senior sister, did you really just export the dojo for two years?"

Standing at the door of the dojo, Kurogane Ikki's eyebrows were already frowning deeply.

Although the scenery in front of me is beautiful and refreshing.

Under the setting sun, wooden buildings are scattered randomly on the ground, with half-green and half-red maple leaves.

But what seemed out of place was this dilapidated dojo.

The sect that symbolizes Ayatsuji's Itto-ryu is already crumbling and seems to be ready to fall at any time. There are cracks and fractures everywhere on the wooden walls. You can see cigarette butts scattered everywhere at the door. , snack bags, beer and other sundries.

The yard is overgrown with weeds, which are less than half the height of a person. As for the anti-corrosion paint that should have been painted on the wooden blocks, it has also fallen off, revealing the original color of the wood inside.

To say that it has been abandoned for two years is an understatement. This level of obsolescence would only occur if it had been abandoned for at least ten years.

"After they captured the dojo, they didn't make any repairs here."

"They even destroy it randomly every time they arrive, so the extent of the damage is so great."

Ayatsuji Xunze gritted his teeth and said.

In the past two years, she didn't know how many times she had come here to challenge, trying to take back her home dojo.

Every time she comes, she gets a little more angry when she sees the damage these guys have done to her home.

"This time, I, Ikki, will help you get the dojo back."

"But from now on, senior, whether you can keep your own dojo depends on your own efforts."

Summoning the spiritual equipment casually and putting it on his shoulders in an elegant manner, Haramura Makoto said calmly to Ayatsuji Junze.

"Things taken by others belong to others, and only your own things belong to you."

He could appear here because he had reached a deal with Ayatsuji Xunze's father, Ayatsuji Kaito yesterday.

But his transaction with Ayatsuji Kaito was only this one time.

"I know……"

Ayatsuji Xunze also nodded calmly.

"Anyway, I'm very grateful to Haramura-san and Kurogane-san for helping our family."

She didn't listen to the conversation last night, she just waited outside the ward.

It was just that after Makoto Haramura and Stella left, when he went into the room to look for his father, his father was very sure that the field would be taken back.

(But I just don’t know what my father’s regretful expression meant at that time.)

"That's good."

"Come on, come in."

"Stella, you two hurry up too."

Looking at Stella and Kuroganeju Shizuku who had been whispering behind them, Haramura Makoto sighed helplessly.

The offensive became more and more fierce last night.

When he woke up in the morning, Stella was riding on him, wearing only black underwear, and her hands were stroking up and down his abdomen.

Moreover, he still had a look of infatuation on his face. While touching it, he muttered something like, "It turns out this is a man's body, and the abdominal muscles are so hard."

If it weren't for his stronger concentration, there would have been bloodshed this morning.

"understood."

Stella, who usually wanted to hang her eyes on Haramura Makoto, probably replied to Haramura Makoto with a nonchalant look for the first time.

The old Japanese sliding door made a squeaking sound when Haramura Makoto pulled hard.