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Umaru blushed and, after some hesitation, finally spoke up.

It turned out that when her older brother woke her up in the morning, she really didn't want to go to school, so she pretended to have a fever. Of course, Doma Taihei didn't believe her, so he took her temperature with a thermometer. Umaru took advantage of Taihei's inattention and put the thermometer under the electric blanket to warm it for a while. When Doma took out the thermometer, it showed a temperature of 39 degrees Celsius. Taihei was so scared that he wanted to ask for leave on the spot to take her to the hospital for an IV drip. However, Umaru insisted that she was not serious and just needed to rest. After reminding her to take good care of herself and to message him if she needed anything, Doma Taihei rushed off to work, leaving her alone at home.

And so she succeeded.

"..."

"You went to great lengths to get a sick leave,"

Hayakawa looked at Umaru with a blank expression and utter disdain, and said earnestly, "You lied to your teacher and your family again, just to ask for leave. Is that really okay?"

"You're so annoying,"

Xiaomai showed a hint of guilt, which quickly disappeared. She then said confidently, "Taking sick leave isn't something you can only do for physical illnesses. It's normal to take leave if you're feeling unwell, have psychological problems, or simply want to rest for a day. I'm just too tired today and don't want to go to school, so what's wrong with taking a day off? In the end, I only lied about having a fever. But my reason for taking leave is actually reasonable and normal. However, such a normal and reasonable request for leave obviously won't be accepted by my teachers and family. So the fault isn't mine, it's the world! It's this flawed world that forces me to lie, forces me to use lies to protect my rights!"

After she finished speaking, her furrowed brows suddenly relaxed, and her previously listless demeanor instantly lifted. At this moment, even if she were to confront her brother face to face, she would not show the slightest fear.

"..."

Hayakawa glanced at her and said, "Normal? Reasonable? Didn't you take the day off because you stayed up all night playing games? That's a normal reason."

"Uh... I maintain an extremely high level of focus at school every day, and my grades are among the best. Ordinary families would be secretly thrilled to have a kid like me."

Umaru turned her head away from Hayakawa, but kept talking: "Do you know how hard I have to work to maintain these grades? I work so hard and I have hobbies outside of class. What's wrong with relaxing a little in the evening? Even the teachers won't say anything to me."

Your efforts are insignificant compared to mine.

Hayakawa thought to himself, "If you're considered hardworking by attending classes, doing homework, and then staying up all night playing games, then what about my own level of dedication?" But he was too lazy to argue with Umaru. Their views were clearly different, and they each had their own opinions on who was right and who was wrong. She spoke so confidently, so it was clear that's what she really thought. Hayakawa also had his own views on learning and students, which were incompatible. Arguing would only worsen their relationship, so he could only tolerate it. This is probably what friends are all about—mutual tolerance leads to closer relationships.

This is their own business, and Hayakawa has no right to interfere.

"Then let's wait for your brother to come back,"

Hayakawa thought for a moment, then got up and said, "I'm going home."

"Wait a minute," Xiaomai said, her eyes widening and her hamster ears perking up. "With you in this disabled state, who will take care of you when you go back?"

"If I stay here, will you take care of me?"

Hayakawa paused for a moment, then looked her up and down with a strange expression.

"So what?"

Hayakawa puffed out her slightly heaving chest, trying to make herself look impressive: "Can't I?"

Hayakawa said in a calm tone, without any sarcasm, "You yourself are used to being waited on hand and foot at home. Who can you take care of?"

"What do you mean? My brother is often not home, I'm the one who has to take care of myself, okay?"

Xiao Mai said irritably, "Tell me what you want to do. See if there's anything I can't do."

Hayakawa thought for a moment and said, "I need to go to the restroom. Can you help me?"

Xiaomai blushed immediately, her eyes filled with disgust: "Go by yourself, it's just a few steps, do you want me to follow you?"

"I want to change my clothes."

"Change it yourself. It's your leg that's broken, not your hand."

"I want to eat lunch."

"I order takeout myself; I don't know how to cook."

"gone back."

Hayakawa got up without hesitation, forgetting all about his leg injury.

"Why?"

Umaru stopped him, her face full of confusion.

"You can't do anything?" Hayakawa almost shouted. "I have to go to the bathroom by myself, change my clothes by myself, and order takeout by myself. What's the difference between that and being alone? I might as well go back to my own home."

“This…” Xiaomai also realized the problem, her face immediately turned red, and she said somewhat reluctantly, “Okay then, I’ll order takeout for you.”

"What do you want to eat?"

After saying that, she took out her phone, opened the food delivery app, and said with a tearful and aggrieved expression, "Let's make it clear first, you can't order anything too expensive... My brother only gave me a little pocket money."

"Who asked you to treat me!"

Hayakawa wondered if this was really about the cost of a takeout meal. He was simply furious that some scumbag had no sense of gratitude whatsoever.

"Then what do you want to do?"

Xiaomai paused for a moment, then suddenly realized and said, "Ah, how about you play games with me?"

"..."

Why do you think I want to play games with you?

"Let me tell you, I'm a gaming pro too. Nobody I know is better than me. You should know Ling, Meng Sanling Lin Qi Jiu Wu,"

Umaru eagerly sat down in front of her computer and opened the game software: "I played a lot of games with Xiaomei-senpai while you were on your trip. Can you play with me too?"

Little Mei Lang…

Upon hearing the name, Hayakawa paused slightly, then turned his head and saw the familiar page on Umaru's computer screen. He suddenly stopped in his tracks, which was about to leave.

After a while, he slowly walked to Umaru's side and said softly, "Playing games isn't out of the question..."

"But I have a game... I'd like to play it with you."

Chapter 405 A Cosmic Masterpiece

"That's perfect, I have a game I'd like to play with you."

Hayakawa's voice was calm, like a stagnant pool, but a strange light flashed in his eyes.

"Hey, surprisingly you actually have games you'd like to recommend?"

Doma Umaru was quite surprised, and touched his snow-white chin: "Now I'm a little curious, what game is it?"

"It's a really fun game,"

Hayakawa narrowed his eyes slightly and said slowly, "It can be described as a masterpiece. I highly recommend you play it first."

"His name is Tokyo Onmyoji."

Hayakawa said that name.

This sounds boring.

Umaru's lips twitched slightly, and she hesitated before saying, "Hayakawa, are you sure it's a masterpiece? You didn't just hear it from someone else, did you?"

"how could be?"

Hayakawa said seriously, "I've played it myself, and Mimi-senpai was with me and gave it extremely high praise. Yo Ling Yi Qi is Wu Si Jiu VIII."

"So this is ah."

Hearing this, Aizumi Omi breathed a sigh of relief, after all, in her eyes, Aizumi Omi was a game expert.

Umaru adjusted her hamster hat and then stepped forward, saying, "Let's give it a try. Tokyo Onmyoji, right? This platform should be able to find it."

After saying that, she typed in the search bar and quickly found it.

"..."

However, when Umaru saw the game's homepage, which looked very simple and cheap, her expression became hesitant. She couldn't help but turn to Hayakawa and say in a strange tone, "This game seems a bit strange. Hayakawa, is this really a masterpiece?"

"It's precisely because it's not eye-catching that it hasn't become famous; otherwise, you should have known about it much earlier than I have."

"This is an open-world game with a very high degree of freedom, and the various plots will completely surprise you. Most importantly, it has a strong ability to evoke emotions, and it can easily move you to tears with its content!"

Hayakawa remained expressionless and said with utmost seriousness, "Don't worry, it's definitely fun. Once you experience it, you'll absolutely abandon all other games and focus solely on playing this masterpiece."

"Haha, that's way too exaggerated."

After hearing Hayakawa's words, Umaru suddenly found them interesting, but the next second her eyes lit up and she saw the game's 0.4 rating. Her voice trembled as she exclaimed, "Hayakawa, why is this rating so low?"

Hayakawa said expressionlessly, "Don't worry about the details."

Umaru accidentally saw several offensive comments at the bottom of the screen: "Hayakawa, why are all the comments saying bad things?"

Hayakawa's expression was icy: "Don't worry about the details."

"..."

Umaru's snow-white neck twitched slightly. Noticing Hayakawa's increasingly indifferent face beside her, she finally nodded: "Okay..."

She controlled the mouse and slowly clicked Start.

"This is the Yin-Yang Mountain in Tokyo, another world..."

……

After half an hour.

"Boom"

The computer screen went black again, and Xiaomai slammed her head on the table. Her pretty face was filled with despair, and tears streamed down her face.

"it's okay no problem."

Hayakawa, who was usually heartless, was unusually moved by a little pity. He reached out and patted her shoulder, gently comforting her, "You've already done a great job."

"I…"

Xiaomai covered her head, her face flushed an unnatural red, and her voice trembled slightly: "My head is so dizzy."

"Uh...it must be from when I bumped my head earlier."

Umaru reached out and covered her stomach again, her voice weak: "My stomach feels so nauseous, I feel like throwing up..."

Hayakawa pondered, "It must be because I ate too many cola chips. I should eat less of them in the future and manage my diet and lifestyle healthily, and my body will become healthier."

"I…"

Umaru was weak and listless, her upper body slumped over the table, unable to sit up: "My face is so hot."

"hiss…"

Upon hearing this, Hayakawa reached out and touched Umaru's forehead, only to find it burning hot. He immediately gasped and couldn't help but say with deep apology, "I'm sorry, Umaru, I misunderstood you. It seems you really have a fever and should take a day off."

"It's all...your fault."

Doma Umaru's face turned as red as a ripe apple, and with her hamster costume, she looked like a hamster who had fainted from anger. She was clearly even angrier after hearing Hayakawa's words, and her chest heaved violently as she took several deep breaths before calming down: "Help me quit the game first."

"Okay okay."

Hayakawa helped her turn off the game with a satisfied expression.

After this incident, her addiction to games will definitely be reduced, so she won't suffer from health problems due to staying up late for marketing. Hayakawa really went to great lengths for her friend's health. Could an ordinary person do this for a friend? Obviously not.

"This game was recommended to me by my senior, Xiaomei Lang, who also told me to let others try it out,"

Hayakawa shut down his computer, not forgetting to shift the blame to the innocent loli-senpai: "If you want trouble, go find her."

"I don't believe you."

Umaru finally calmed down. She glared fiercely, picked up the paper cup on the table, and took a big gulp. The frustration she had accumulated from being tormented by the game eased a bit.

"Ah, this is the water cup I just used."

Hayakawa said quietly from the side.

Upon hearing this, Xiaomai's hand trembled slightly, and a blush crept onto her face. She then calmly put down the water cup and said nonchalantly, "So what if it's been used? It's just a paper cup."

"Oh."

Hayakawa nodded slowly. As expected, internet addicts and otaku girls have such carefree personalities. If it were Ogata, she probably wouldn't have paid attention to such a small thing, but if it were Furuhashi Fumino, the atmosphere would definitely become awkward. And if it were Minami Aizawa or Natsukawa Masuzu, they would probably pretend to tease her.

If it's a four-leaf clover...

Hayakawa was taken aback; she couldn't imagine what it would be like if Yotsuba were here instead.

How would she react?

Should she angrily wipe her mouth, pretend nothing happened, or blush and remain silent...?

Hayakawa couldn't imagine it.

Hayakawa's eyes flickered, and the image of the girl with the green bob haircut appeared in his mind.

Logically speaking, Yotsuba, being an athletic girl, would probably not care about such details in private, given how often she bumps and scrapes on the basketball court.

But Hayakawa felt...