Koizumi Hongzi came in high spirits and left full of guilt.
Especially when she learned that Hayashi Yoshiki had been injured while saving a girl who was about to be killed by a murderer—
Am I being a little too unreasonable?
Thinking back to the painful expression on Hayashi Yoshiki's face at that moment, Koizumi Hongzi suddenly felt heavy in her heart.
Hayashi Yoshiki has always been a kind and good person.He is polite in his behavior and always gentle and friendly in his dealings with others.
Koizumi Hongzi recalled the news she saw that night, where a Shinkansen was saved from disaster thanks to him. As a detective and mystery novelist, even with his high status, he still risked his life to save someone…
And here she was, planning to seduce him only to reject him as revenge.
She had even grabbed his hand and nearly aggravated his injury—
Though overly self-centered, Koizumi Hongzi was still at heart a kind-hearted high school girl.
She took out her phone and looked at it:
Koizumi Hongzi: "Are you really okay with your injury?"Hayashi Yoshiki: "It's okay, don't worry."
And a few minutes later, another message arrived:
Hayashi Yoshiki: "Don't take it to heart."
He probably sent this just so I wouldn't feel too guilty.
That nightYoko Okino was helping Hayashi Yoshiki apply medicine to his wound.
"Yoshiki-kun..."Holding the ointment and a cotton swab, her eyes turned red after she applied the ointment carefully.
"What's wrong?""It just seems like you're in pain… so I feel a little sad.""It's okay, actually.""You're lying. A wound this big must hurt."
She looked nothing like a glamorous idol.
With delicate brows furrowed and aqua-blue eyes slightly misty, she stared at the more than ten-centimeter-long knife wound on his right shoulder and chest.
Touching his skin gently—
"I understand you, Yoshiki-kun... but please think more about me next time, okay?""Yes, I understand.""Don't brush it off!""Am I not serious?""I don't know."
She pouted and carefully hugged his neck, trying not to touch his wound, nestling her cheek against him.
"Really... answer me seriously."
"Um.""What color do you prefer?""Why are you asking this all of a sudden?""It's important!""You're knitting a scarf?""Huh?!"
Yoko looked surprised.
Hayashi Yoshiki gently took her hand.
She tried to pull away instinctively, but he held on. Her fair fingers bore small needle pricks, especially on the index finger—several bleeding spots.
"...You guessed because of this?""Mm."
He stroked her finger gently and smiled:
"Actually, I heard you mention it on a talk show."
"Ah—Yoshiki-kun, you're a sneaky famous detective.""I am.""So sneaky.""Sneaky?""But amazing!"
"So... what color scarf do you want?""How about red?"He smiled gently.
"But why do you want to make one?"
"I just… I want to knit one for you."
She couldn't find a reason. Her bright face glowed with a pure, brilliant smile.
Her long brown hair was soft and silky. Around Hayashi Yoshiki, Yoko was always careful with her appearance.
"You're petting me like a small animal.""Am I?""So—cats or dogs, Yoshiki-kun?""...Maybe cats?"
She looked up with sparkling eyes, then playfully:
She blushed slightly.
Then, more seriously:
"So… please think of me next time. Don't do anything reckless."
Perhaps now the matter was finally closed.
She leaned on his left shoulder quietly.
She had been looking forward to this evening for a while.
After all, due to her filming schedule, they hadn't seen each other in a long time.
The so-called 'long separation is better than a newlywed marriage'...
Yoko Okino had even worn something special beneath her outfit.
When Hayashi Yoshiki glanced down and noticed the lacy outline beneath her slightly open neckline, he smiled.
"Would you like to watch a movie?""Sure!""Then let's watch one first.""Okay~"
She rubbed her cheek against his shoulder sweetly.