Why does the Ruined King still fall in love?

The vitality in his face seemed to be gone. "I think you've misunderstood too deeply, 'Not so smart,'" he said, taking a puff on his cigarette.He brushed off the ashes and put the cigar he was smoking in the ashtray. "I think you forgot one very important thing in life~"

"what is that?"

"What kind of father doesn't want his daughter to be happy?" he said with a bright, sad smile.

He got up and walked me to the door.He opened it for me."Get out" was written all over his face.Nothing I said would change his mind.He is not the kind of person who values ​​words, he is the master of words.

Before closing the doors, he offered a suggestion:

"Why don't you try to find happiness elsewhere, 'Whatever your name is - Jun'?"

Chapter 130 Five Short Story Before Engagement

The night air gave me no comfort.

Yukinoshita Yukino's father allowed me to stay and play, maybe it was out of good intentions, maybe he just didn't see me as a threat.Perhaps he knew the risks involved, and after assessing me personally, he thought I was harmless.

Maybe he took it as an insult.

Maybe he thought it was a gift.

Maybe he thought it would be cruel for me to see Yukinoshita Yukino get engaged.Maybe he thought it was a polite gesture to invite a friend - I mean, just show up as someone she knew at the club.

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Are Yukinoshita Yukino and I friends?

were we ever friends

Or, have I ever had a deep relationship with Yukinoshita Yukino?

Did our relationship exist for a while, only to disappear if anyone would take a look?

Perhaps as an antisocial, world-weary person, this is the simpler process of living.

The party came alive.

Hundreds of people wandered the gardens with glasses of wine and snacks from waiters carrying trays.The men wore black suits and the women wore colorful and fancy dresses.The tales told by drunken uncles everyone must have heard a dozen times before.The well-dressed aunties chatted among themselves about their children and husbands.The kids were dressed up too, and sat there waiting for something to do.

Everyone is lost in their own world.

I wandered among them, neither hungry nor thirsty.To onlookers, I might appear out of place.A guy with glassy eyes who doesn't look like there's anything worth talking to.

"Caught you~"

"Varied--?"

All of this changed when Yukinoshita Yono launched an attack.

"Didn't I tell you?"

She gasped at me, our breaths mingling in the musty closet.Somehow she dragged me here.

A jacket sleeve flapped against my cheek, and Yukinoshita was leaning against me.Her flimsy dress didn't leave much room for my imagination as the soft and warm sensation wriggled against my skin.

This is the second time that woman has caught me tonight, but this time, Yukinoshita Yoshino is not so much a tigress as a coquettish woman.She pinned me, her lips pressed together.I'm reminded of a documentary about a spider that hides under trap doors and waits for prey to pull them out as they pass by.I'm like a poor bug stuck in her nest.

At this time, a blue light came on.

A mobile phone is dropped on the ground, and the light shoots from the mobile phone.Some people may be fascinated by this view, but I am not interested in it.Yukinoshita Haruno looked a little disheveled, the shoulder straps of her light-colored dress loose.

Her skin was soft with gentle beads of sweat.

"Did you know that blue light can cause eye strain?" I asked.

The faint blush on her cheeks was accentuated by the blue lighting.

"Do you really like my sister more than I do?" Her breath blew through me like a gust of wind.

She smelled of flowers and expensive wine.

"I wouldn't say that."

"So what do you say? Do you think she's more attractive than this old lady you're with? Do I have to purr to get your love?"

Her hands pressed against my back, ribs and sides.

Her lips were so close to my neck that I vaguely mistook her for a vampire.She whispered softly, "Mr. Biqigu...I want to suck your blood..."

Then she bit me like a real teenage vampire would.

"Oh!"

Then there was a giggle.

"You smell good," she said, licking her lips.

Although I know it's fake, Yukinoshita Yoshino's behavior now really looks like a beautiful girl vampire... a bit more astringent.

"Your fetish is heavy."

"Do you know the story of Adam and Eve? The first two humans?"

She ignored me completely and was as selfish as she used to be when she was with me.

"It was so romantic. Eve was lured by the serpent to bite the forbidden fruit, and she realized her sin. Adam joined her by biting the forbidden fruit. Did you know there were other women before Eve?

"Never heard of it."

"There is a woman named Lilith... the first woman. A tempting woman with a devil." Yukinoshita Yoshino's eyes sparkled in the dim light. "A simple-minded sister like Eve, or a charming and charming sister like Lilith—is it really a difficult choice?"

"We'll always have the freedom to choose."

Yukinoshita Haruno laughed at my answer.Her minty breath rushes through my body.It made me feel uncomfortably warm, especially with her tenderness constantly beating my chest.

"You are right. God's greatest gift to mankind is choice. Free will. Man can choose to walk the path of goodness and justice under the light of God, or he can choose to wander in the dark abyss. Human beings are like a wayward child , cried for freedom, and got it. Please tell me, what will you choose?"

I looked into her eyes, level with mine.

"I'll make a choice then."

"Huh--! People who live by instinct. That's not an unattractive quality in a young man, you know?"

"I have to go......"

Yukinoshita Haruno smiled. "That's an amusing game, Hikiya-kun," she murmured.

"But every game has to have an ending, doesn't it? Thanks for playing with me." She pats my cheek.

"This is your reward."

"That's not much of a reward," I growled, blushing.

"Oh? We can do adult things later," she said with a wink.

"Sometimes your teasing goes too far," I said as I walked out of the closet and into the hallway. "But...thank you."

Looking back at Yukinoshita Yono, I threw her on the wall of the closet.The hem of the jacket and coat made her eyes puffy, but it left a smile.Her hair is a bit messy.She licked her lips.

"It's a pleasure to be of your service," she said before I closed the door.

"I hope I didn't lock the closet by accident." I think I heard a loud slam on the wooden door as I walked away, but I ignored it.Because there, there are more important things that need my attention.

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In the courtyard, there is a stage in the distance.In front of them is a series of tables where seated guests and waiters zigzag between passing plates of food.

Ding - ding - ding -

Someone was doing that annoying glass-banging thing to get attention.

"Sorry everyone. I'm sorry to interrupt everyone's fun, but my husband and I have an important announcement to make." Yukinoshita's mother is beautiful, like an old Japanese painting.She was wearing a pastel kimono and seemed very pleased with herself.

"Yes." Yukinoshita's father smiled beside her, "It's a beautiful moment for all of you to gather here."

Yukinoshita's parents were on stage.But Yukinoshita Yukino was not with them.From the tone of it, they were definitely going to introduce her, so I had to go find her.

I circled around trying to find a way to get backstage.

When I arrived, there was no security.All security appears to be standing guard at the entrance.It's just my luck that they will choose to be lax about safety.I don't think guests would feel comfortable with security guards watching them while they were enjoying duck liver or something.

But, right next to this room, I saw her.Poised and flawless, like a mannequin on display, waiting her turn to take the spotlight she didn't want.Before I could take a step, someone blocked my path.

"You want to talk to her, don't you?"

Yuigahama Yui stood in front of me.She wore a pink dress with an embroidered floral pattern and a white cardigan over her bare shoulders.

"Yugahama..." I stopped. "What?" Then I suddenly thought.

Hayama Hayato.

So Yuigahama Yui knew I was coming.

Yuigahama stood there, protesting sadly.

It's simple, like the kind of thing a modest girl would wear so that it doesn't overshadow others.

She looks like a model for a flawless best friend—beautiful and demure—like a wallflower.Then it occurred to me...she is the shield under the snow.She's her guard of honor -- a high-ranking guest -- waiting behind to support her friends.

Yuigahama looks like a bridesmaid...

Yubihama knew it.

She knew what was coming.She knew the big moment was coming.She must have known for a while...

How long has she known

Yuigahama paid little attention to me and continued to look behind me. "Koyuki is beautiful. She has fair skin, a slender figure, and long black hair. She is smart, and everyone admires her." Yuigahama Yui giggled.

"She told me about all the love letters she'd gotten. She'd even had letters from her female classmates. She'd even had letters from colleges and businesses offering scholarships and jobs after college. She had a bright future, you know?"

I couldn't muster the courage to refute her.

"Depend on--"

Yuigahama turned her head to me. "Who wouldn't want a wife like that?" she said with tearful eyes.

"I need to talk to her."

She ignores me.She closed her eyes and hummed a little tune.There is a cheerful tune in the minor key.

"You're hurt," I said.This is an obviously stupid thing to do.

Yuigahama Yui opened his eyes and looked back at her again.She seems to be fascinated by Yukinoshita, as if she is a charming painting.

"What are you going to say to her?" she asked innocently. "Are you going to say something dreamy and romantic? Like a chaste white knight riding bravely to save a damsel in trouble?"

"I'm not a knight."

Yuigahama Yui nodded sadly in agreement. "That's right, you're not. You're a small...Hikigaya Hachiman. I think that's all you have."

How much are all of them?

How many times did the three of us do this dance? The first act ended, but the second act looped.

It has looped so many times that we forget where the third act begins.

How long can we last? Will we always be a ministry to others? How many lies will we tell ourselves when pouring tea? We will talk about nonsense and naively think that although we cannot control ourselves, But do we act for the benefit of others?

How many times will Yukinoshita Yukino bear the cross with her name engraved on it?

How many times will Yuihama Yui pretend that the happiness of those she calls "friends" is more important than the happiness of those she calls "self"?

How many more times will Hikigaya Hachiman, in his search for the real, settle for painful falsehoods that no longer feel familiar to him?

How many more times will we dance in the second act?

That's enough.that's enough.that's enough.

The cycle ends here.

"... Yui."

The girl in front of me fell silent.She turned to face me, her eyes wide open.

"Yuki." I repeated. "I'm sorry." After I finished speaking, I bowed deeply.

Sorry, this is the person who saved your dog.