Adaptability was always his forte.
Haruka Yuzan had never considered himself a saint.
With Tokyo's handsome guys, as long as the looks and talent were in place, that was sufficient; character and personal ethics were secondary.
He was all for doing good and accumulating virtue, but when it came to matters of principle, Haruka Yuzan was absolutely intolerant.
The last time Chiba Seiryo had investigated him on the sly, even thinking about using those photos to threaten him, or even to disturb the peace of the villa that Haruka Yuzan had worked so hard to maintain.
That directly touched his bottom line.
Although the last time Chiba Seiryo had received a sufficient lesson, her standing in Haruka Yuzan's heart had also greatly decreased.
This was the perfect opportunity to indulge his mischievous desire to play the villain.
Chiba Seiryo didn't respond, instead her fingers, which had been tapping ceaselessly on the keyboard, came to a halt. She hesitated.
Seeing this, Haruka Yuzan added fuel to the flames, "Hey, I still need to buy books for Shimizu later. If I return late, I'll need to find an excuse."
"I can't exactly say, 'Shimizu-san, I came to see your sister.'"
Saying so, Haruka Yuzan leaned close to Miss Seiryu's ear and whispered softly, "Don't you think so, Miss Seiryu?"
Chiba Seiryo clenched her teeth, her beautiful eyes full of embarrassment and anger: "Why are you such a disagreeable person?"
She really wanted to ask, how did everything start off so well, discussing philosophy, discussing humanities.
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"I am a man of clear grudges, Miss Seiryu. You should've known that this day would come."
Haruka Yuzan spoke softly, leaving the choice to Miss Seiryu.
Chiba Seiryo bit her lip lightly, a look of indignation in her eyes, but unable to find a reason to refute, and eventually, she stretched out her small hand and gently reached out to Little Chunri.
Miss Seiryu's hand was slightly cool; when it brushed against Haruka Yuzan's rod, the scorching heat made Chiba Seiryo unconsciously shrink her hand back.
But the boy quickly stopped her movement.
When Haruka Yuzan got out of the car, he just felt a wave of refreshing coolness.
Hmm, there was a resemblance between the touch of a sister and a younger sister's small hand.
The early morning breeze was cool. Haruka Yuzan had just turned the street corner when he saw the black, extended Honda parked at the curb.
Haruka Yuzan silently retreated.
But the person in the car had already noticed him, and before Haruka Yuzan could leave the community's streets, a team of black-suited bodyguards had already blocked his retreat.
"Young master, Miss Seiryu requests your presence."
"Yumeko, why have you come?"
Looking at Miss Seiryu in front of him, Haruka Yuzan forced a wry smile.
"Isn't it because I missed you, Haruka? Do you miss me?" Otome Mizuko cupped his face in her hands, took a deep breath, her eyes filled with fervent passion.
Haruka Yuzan gazed back at her tenderly.
Otome Mizuko's red lips curled slightly, and then she kissed him.
Haruka Yuzan was somewhat nervous; after all, the taste of Chiba Seiryo lingered in his mouth. If Miss Seiryu were to notice, wouldn't that cause an uproar?
The girl was enthralled, and Haruka Yuzan didn't dare say much, forced to endure silently.
One thing defeats another. In front of Otome Mizuko, he really had no tricks at all.
Although Miss Seiryu was very obedient to him, it was exactly because she was too obedient that Haruka Yuzan dared not speak carelessly.
Perhaps a seemingly innocuous joke in daily life would be twisted into something else entirely once it reached the ears of Otome Mizuko.
Otome Mizuko opened her eyes, a hint of coldness flickering in them.
"What's the matter, Yumeko?"
Haruka Yuzan felt a bit guilty, but those affectionate eyes continued to work their magic, seeking to continue kissing Miss Seiryu.
Otome Mizuko's fingers moved again, and she came to a conclusion in her heart, "What have you been up to just now?"
Haruka Yuzan was taken aback. Had he been discovered so quickly?
"How come you're not reacting at all?" While she spoke, the girl's little hand groped Haruka Yuzan's leg once more.