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With that, she left the room on her own. As soon as Hayakawa saw her leave the private room, he took out his textbook from his bag and started reading it as fast as he could.
Ah! I'm experiencing that exhilarating feeling of learning again; no matter how much time I have, it's never enough!
A short while later, Natsukawa Masuzu returned from the door with her wallet. She immediately saw Hayakawa engrossed in her textbook, her face darkening. She took a few steps to Hayakawa and snatched the book away decisively: "Studying is prohibited!"
"Hey!"
Hayakawa was furious: "Give it back to me."
Give me back my wife!
"You even read books while we're out together, how studious! But don't you think that's disrespectful to this beautiful girl?"
Natsukawa Masaki pursed her lips slightly, elegantly flipping through the book in her hands, and snorted coldly, "Hmph, isn't this a science textbook? You're out eating and you're reading a science textbook?"
"you…"
Hayakawa watched as Natsukawa Masuzu carelessly played with his science book, and suddenly felt like he was being cuckolded, a surge of anger rising in his heart.
Face-to-face NTR, right?
Then let me show you my anger!
Hayakawa's eyes flashed, and his muscles bulged instantly as if he had activated his Bankai. His veins throbbed, and his eyes were blinded by the crimson of blood. The color of the world changed abruptly, and the world trembled under his power.
You cannot control the king's rage!
Enraged, Hayakawa revealed a mysterious smile and reached out with lightning speed towards the textbook in Natsukawa Masaki's hand.
"Eh?"
Natsukawa Masuzu was startled by Hayakawa's reaction, as if she was about to transform into a werewolf. She instinctively tried to dodge Hayakawa's outstretched claws, but in her panic, she lost her grip on the book and it slipped from her hand.
"what!!!"
Hayakawa watched as the textbook flipped erratically in mid-air before falling straight onto the table, his pupils shrinking to their limit.
Ah, my love, my dearest, she is falling into the hot pot, into the boiling "magma".
In Hayakawa's eyes, time slowed down instantly, like a montage, and the brain, filled with all human wisdom, poured out infinite data like future artificial intelligence, eventually clarifying all the calculation results.
One second! Just one second! After one second, she will fall into that crimson hell and be separated from me forever.
But if it were me, I could save her!!
Hayakawa leaped forward with agility like an eagle, swooping down to save the textbook falling from mid-air.
Even if it's just a second, I can definitely save her. If only a true king could do it!!
In that instant, Hayakawa's world stretched infinitely, as if time had stopped. The trajectory of the falling book, the rising steam from the boiling water, the terrified expression on Natsukawa Masuzu's face beside him, and his own outstretched arm—everything seemed to freeze.
Come on, catch her!
Hayakawa stretched his hand out to its limit, to the point that his shoulder ached, and the distance between his hand and the textbook became infinitely close. He could even touch her jade-like, cool, and smooth body... However, he was still a little short.
"Puff~"
Water splashed everywhere, and the paper book was swallowed by the steam.
"Do not!!!!"
Hayakawa screamed in despair, his heart breaking.
It hurts! It hurts so much!
Xiao Li, why? Why couldn't I save you?!
Hayakawa clutched his ripped chest, his heart aching so much he couldn't breathe. His nose felt like it was stuffed with two lemons, and tears welled up in his red eyes. He quickly looked up at the ceiling at a 45-degree angle to keep the tears from falling.
Is this the pain of separation by death, the loss of a loved one? Is this the loneliness and regret that a king is destined to experience? So this is what it feels like…
Without being king, I cannot save you; as king, I cannot embrace you…
"Woooooooo..."
Hayakawa covered her face and wept uncontrollably, mourning the death of her beloved: "My reason..."
"sorry."
A cautious voice came from the side; it was Natsukawa Masaki.
"I didn't hold it properly just now,"
Natsukawa Masuzu looked timidly at the heartbroken Hayakawa: "What's wrong? Is there something important in there?"
Hayakawa suddenly turned her head, her eyes, red as wasabi, staring intently at Natsukawa Masaki, her teeth grinding together.
I almost forgot about you...
The hatred for killing one's wife is irreconcilable!
Hayakawa's eyes were empty, and strange shadows seemed to emerge from behind him. The killing intent within him surged continuously, and the darkness in his heart engulfed everything around him, even affecting the environment. The lights in the room flickered slightly under the terrifying pressure.
A red light flashed in Hayakawa's eyes, and he sprang up, ready to kill.
You naturally evil brat, Natsukawa, I'll teach you a lesson right now...
Natsukawa Masaki: "I'll make you a new textbook."
Hayakawa's movements abruptly stopped in mid-air.
"..."
Hayakawa: "Oh."
……
Hayakawa adjusted her mindset very quickly.
As the saying goes, out with the old, in with the new. Now that Xiaoli has passed away, even though I am filled with great grief, it is time for me to move on to a new life. After all, I still have Xiaowen, Xiaowu, and other members of my family who need me as their pillar of support.
"Ugh…"
Hayakawa stood with her hands behind her back, watching the waiter fish the textbooks out of the pot. She couldn't help but look away, unable to bear seeing her miserable state.
Goodbye... Xiao Li.
Hayakawa silently uttered a word in her heart, and then shed her last tear.
I will find happiness with my new you; please bless us from heaven.
Natsukawa Masaki, standing to the side, silently watched Hayakawa with a strange expression.
Although there was no basis for it, for no apparent reason, Natsukawa Masuzu suddenly felt that Hayakawa was a scumbag, and the kind of scumbag who was industrial waste and should be humanely exterminated.
Chapter 244 Even if it doesn't rain
Night silently descends upon the city, gently embracing the world. The bustling traffic of the day finally ceases, leaving only the dim neon lights in the distance, flickering like dying fireflies. The noisy city finally falls asleep, leaving behind only deathly silence and silent darkness.
As night deepened on the street, Hayakawa continued his incessant chatter.
"How are you going to compensate me?"
Hayakawa said to Natsukawa Masuzu beside her with dissatisfaction, still thinking about the deceased Riko.
When Natsukawa Masuzu initially offered to replace it with a new one, Hayakawa was quite satisfied. As the saying goes, "A wife is not as good as a concubine, and a concubine is not as good as..." Anyway, if you can get a new one, why not?
Even if it's a new Xiaoli, my feelings for her won't change. I'll still be just as deeply in love, just as loyal and devoted. Waaah…
But then Hayakawa realized it was a waste. If they changed the textbooks, what about all the marks he had left on Kori? What about those precious imprints?!
Natsukawa Masaki stopped and said slowly, "Isn't it enough that I'll buy you a new book?"
"I left so many standards, records, and annotations in the textbooks,"
Hayakawa argued, "I wrote all of these by diligently listening to the lectures, and now they're all gone. Even if you give me a new book, I won't be used to it."
"That's easy, I'll just give you my science textbooks."
Upon hearing this, Natsukawa Masuzu smiled and said, "Our grades are about the same, so it shouldn't be a problem for you to use my textbooks."
Hayakawa was so angry that he couldn't speak. "I've never seen you write a single word in that textbook. What's the difference between it and a brand new book?"
……
Hayakawa originally planned to take a taxi home, but it was already late and he couldn't hail one after a long time. Since the place was close to the tram station, he decided to take the tram home instead.
The moon was bright and the stars were few. Crows flew south. Hayakawa walked in the cool evening breeze. The world around him seemed to be shrouded in mist, and everything was indistinct. Only the outline of the silver-haired girl next to him was clear, like a fish poking its head out of a clear lake to breathe.
She smiled at herself, her hand lightly touching herself.
Hayakawa composed himself, did not try to dodge, but stared straight ahead at the road.
True solitude never needs to be deliberately created; rather, it unfolds silently, like the night before us, performing a magnificent chapter in darkness.
The two arrived at the tram station together and boarded the same tram. Since it was late and the evening rush hour had long passed, the tram was not as crowded as it was during the day. There were only a few people sitting sparsely. They were of different ages and dressed differently, but what they had in common was that they looked drowsy, with their heads down and eyes closed, their faces showing undisguised fatigue.
Hayakawa found a secluded corner to sit down, and Natsukawa Masuzu naturally came to sit next to him, right next to him.
"It feels like it's been ages since I've sat down on a tram."
"Natsukawa Masaki said softly, her low voice only lingering around Hayakawa,"
Hayakawa was taken aback for a moment, then nodded in realization: "There's nothing we can do, the trains are always crowded."
"No ..."
Natsukawa Masaki said quietly, "It's because I'm always driven around by a driver and I almost never take the tram."
Hayakawa: "..."
"Xia Chuan,"
Hayakawa looked at the girl next to him expressionlessly: "Don't you think what you say is incredibly interesting?"
"Hey~"
Natsukawa Masuzu playfully punched her head with her small fist: "Just kidding."
"Ugh…"
Hayakawa sighed, "With a brain as smart as yours, can't you focus more on your studies? Honestly."
As he spoke, he casually pulled out his vocabulary book from his pocket and started looking at it.
"No~"
Natsukawa Masu couldn't help but puff out her pink cheeks, looking at Hayakawa's profile and wanting to punch her.
If they really work hard and their grades improve, wouldn't the relationship we've worked so hard to maintain turn into enmity again?
Why can't they understand my efforts?
Natsukawa Masuzu glared indignantly at Hayakawa, but as she looked at her, her heart softened, and she lowered her head and rested it on Hayakawa's shoulder.
Hayakawa felt a sudden weight on his shoulder, looked down, and froze: "Hey..."
"I'm a little tired,"
Natsukawa Masaki casually and sweetly said, "I'll sleep for a while."
"Don't sleep,"
Hayakawa's voice was slightly hoarse: "I don't know where you're getting off. What if you fall asleep and miss your stop?"
"It doesn't matter…"
Natsukawa Masuzu's voice gradually lowered: "I can download it anywhere... it doesn't matter..."
As she spoke, she closed her eyes completely and placed half of her body weight on Hayakawa.
Fell asleep...
Hayakawa: "..."
Well, it's a good thing that she won't bother me if she's asleep.
Hayakawa turned his head to look at Natsukawa Masuzu's profile, remained silent for a long time with a blank expression, and then quietly took out his own earphones from his pocket, plugged the wire into his phone, and then carefully placed them in Natsukawa Masuzu's exposed ear while putting them in his own. After that, he found a song on his phone and clicked play.
The train's horn and doors were so loud when it stopped at each station that Hayakawa didn't want Natsukawa to sleep restlessly and affect her studies. Her noise-canceling headphones were of very good quality; once she put them on, she couldn't hear any outside noise at all. Hayakawa usually used these when studying in noisy places, so they were perfect for her to wear now.
Hayakawa thought to himself, then put his phone back in his pocket, lowered his head, and finally began to read seriously.
……
Natsukawa Masaki wasn't actually asleep; she was just a little drowsy. As soon as Hayakawa put the earphones in her ears, she immediately woke up. Before she could even realize what Hayakawa was going to do, she heard the sounds coming from the earphones—the pattering rain and deafening thunder.