"What's wrong, Chiba-san... have you become so accustomed to your own beauty that you no longer recognize it?"
The night breeze carried a hint of coolness as Haruka Yuzan lay on the large bed, looking at the girl sitting before him.
Her skin, wrapped in moonlight, seemed so sacred and moving, and the delicate and pretty little face bore a barely noticeable perplexity, sympathy? Pity?
No, the fleeting doubts were quickly replaced by those cold eyes.
"It's nothing." Chiba Shimizu shook her head slightly, turning away to hide that stunningly beautiful face, which was truly a pity,
but the boy thought everything about the girl was beautiful, even this backdrop.
"Chiba-san, why are you so perfect?"
He remarked spontaneously. This earnest girl always revealed a vulnerability that made one feel compassionate beyond her aloof exterior.
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today's young miss seemed to have a lot to say, but... she didn't know where to start or how to interject.
Perfect girl not good at socializing? This was indeed a big problem, but perhaps it was this layer of aloofness that made people perceive her as the perfect persona...
"Yes, just as I've said, everything is perfect..."
Haruka Yuzan sat up, thought for a moment, and added, "Even listening to the sound of your bath, I could polish off three bowls of rice!"
"That's a bit disgusting, Classmate Haruka."
Obviously, the young miss didn't get Souta's raunchy talk at all and directly offered her most sincere assessment,
"No, it's very disgusting."
Her look at the boy now included a hint of disgust and disdain.
"I was just vividly expressing my thoughts, is there anything more direct than that?" Watching that perfect face up close, Haruka Yuzan casually shrugged without a care.
"Hmm..." Chiba Shimizu actually started thinking deeply about it, nodding slowly after a long pause,
"Yes, though very disgusting, you make a good point, after all, my allure to you is like finding water in a desert."
She tossed her silver hair, and it seemed like one could smell a faint fragrance in the air; the girl's pale face was filled with pride... confidence...
"Could it be, Chiba-san, that you are the beacon of light in my life, guiding my path forward?"
The significance of the water to the boy in the desert was evident.
"No, I'm just here to save your messy and filthy life," Chiba Shimizu turned around and said with a serious face.
"What the heck! How did the topic suddenly elevate to saving lives?" Haruka Yuzan habitually retorted, "And how could you describe a Tokyo hunk's life as messy and filthy?"
"Hmm, indeed it's not quite fitting." The girl seemed to consider every sentence from the boy selectively and thoughtfully.
"That's right, justice, passion, youth, suavity! That's the true depiction of a Tokyo hunk's life!!" Haruka Yuzan declared with conviction.
"No," Chiba Shimizu shook her head, then announced with certainty her innermost thoughts, "Your life is full of corruption, laziness, and desire!"
"Hey, hey, hey, Chiba-san, I came over in the middle of the night to accompany you for a distraction, not to listen to the public declaration of my sins...."
"Regarding the authentication conference for Haruka Yuzan? We could do that sometime." The girl seemed not to listen to the boy at all, mumbling to herself.
"Ah... okay.... It's just that I don't know if I still have a chance to quibble..." Haruka Yuzan was somewhat at a loss for words.
"It's okay, I'll save you." Suddenly, Chiba Shimizu lifted her head, saying earnestly.
Her clear eyes were as calm as the surface of water, and Haruka Yuzan seemed to see himself reflected clearly within them, the corners of her eyes brimming with sincerity, seriousness...
Is she serious? Why would the problematic girl think about saving him??! Indeed, in the boy's eyes, the proud and beautiful class president was perfect but also just a problematic girl.
Otherwise, who says things like coming to save a boy in the middle of the night?? And not just a physical salvation but wanting to purify the boy's soul.
How did things get to this stage?? Clearly, he had come to apologize at the beginning! He even prepared a three-thousand-word reflection letter... And then, not only are you not angry, but you want to save me??
"Chiba, are you serious?"
"Yes, from today onwards, I'm going to save you."
"Why, why... do you want to make me as noble in thought and virtuous in character as you?"
"No, that's difficult. I can't do that."
"I just want to make what I see more pleasing and comfortable."
At those words, Haruka Yuzan nearly choked, a rush of blood almost bursting forth. What did that mean, that he was usually terrible? So terrible that he'd even sullied the young miss's eyes??
Looking at those earnest eyes, once he had triple-checked, the boy's fingers moved uncertainly back and forth between them,
pointing to the other, then to himself, the girl's unwavering gaze seemed to confirm, yes, that's right,
At that moment, Chiba Shimizu's eyes shifted, although it was in a direction of distaste. Did he really lack such self-awareness?
"On top of being Otome's boyfriend, you maintain an unclear relationship with Kazumi Misaki, and even kissed me this afternoon. Tell me, Classmate Haruka, what kind of end does such a person deserve? Do they possess a high moral character?"