Chapter 206: Can the Childhood Sweetheart Really Beat the Heavenly Drop?
In the back seat of the ancient and elegant black sedan, a short-haired girl in uniform sat with her handbag, feeling somewhat complicated in this familiar position.
You see, the last time Grandpa Sato came looking for her because the dog was injured, she also sat in this position on the way to the hospital.
Back then, Kazumi even avoided thinking too much to ease Grandpa Sato’s guard against her, allowing her body to express some heartfelt kindness towards Sato Shinichi in exchange for his trust.
The results from this series of operations were quite gratifying; even Grandpa Sato, who didn’t seem like an easy-going person, had a much better attitude towards her. He even proactively invited her over to their house for dinner (proud face).
[You were tricked into coming for dinner, what’s there to be proud of!!!]
Internally mocking her own insincere behavior, Kazumi didn’t even understand how she ended up agreeing to Grandpa Sato’s invitation out of the blue.
Perhaps it was because the request from such a seemingly stern elder was genuinely hard to refuse?
Regardless, the girl was now sitting in… a stolen car?
Although Kazumi was indeed quite envious of her dog’s family matters, like a savior of another villain, hiding her true purpose was the best way to achieve it. If she suddenly exposed her curiosity about the other party’s family matters, it would not only compromise the character she had built over time but would also likely earn her disdain due to her materialistic tendencies.
Being gentle, kind, and considerate was the optimal charm for an inexperienced young man.
Of course, being sexy and pretty was the real killer—a pity Kazumi’s hardware didn’t quite allow for that.
After sorting through her somewhat chaotic thoughts, Kazumi shifted her attention to the dog beside her. The dog’s current condition seemed quite good; the originally long hair was shaved into a neat buzz cut due to corrosion, and with the few special dressings resembling tape on his face, he looked even more like a spirited young man.
“What’s up?”
Sensing the girl’s gaze, Sato Shinichi leaned forward, wanting to ask why Kazumi was looking at him. However, his sudden proximity caused the girl’s cheeks to flush, making her recall the boy’s miraculous actions in the infirmary.
Who knew that her feigned concern about his injuries would lead to this almost emotionless guy actually stripping off his hospital gown to show her!
Although the clearly visible abs and perfect physique were indeed somewhat enviable—emmmmm, a guy’s admiration for other guys!!
As a male, what’s wrong with wanting to have a well-defined physique?
“Uh… is your chest… really okay?”
After struggling for a moment, Kazumi managed to swallow her words and slightly backed away, distancing herself from the dog, stammering as she spoke in a low voice.
In the confined space of the car, even if she deliberately lowered her voice, her words could be easily overheard by Grandpa Sato who was sitting in the front seat, so Kazumi intended her remarks for him.
Just imagine, if an ordinary person, after experiencing such events, didn’t feel curious about the changes in someone close to them, that would be strange.
Kazumi’s question made Sato Shinichi instinctively glance at Hamano Tsukasa in the front seat, but the latter’s composed expression with his eyes closed indicated his stance.
[You need to have the resolve to face any situation, and correspondingly, you should also have the courage and responsibility to bear the consequences of those decisions!]
The content of Grandpa Sato’s conversation with him in the afternoon echoed in his ears, and Sato Shinichi understood that this was Hamano Tsukasa truly passing the decision-making power to him.
Looking at the girl beside him, whose eyes were completely on him, Sato Shinichi’s gaze turned firm. He patted his chest emphatically and replied to her, “It’s fine, it’s fine. He didn’t hit my heart at all; I specifically moved it to act as if I were dead.”
“Huh?? Moved it??”
Now it was Kazumi’s turn to be confused. She had considered many possibilities—regeneration abilities, special resurrection powers, or simply an illusion.
But she never imagined that what the boy did was purely physical—moving it?
That really matched his character!
“Yeah, just like how muscles that are well-exercised can control their movement, after training, internal organs can also be controlled to move within a certain range, which can help avoid specific vital attacks.”
Sato Shinichi nodded seriously, as if discussing some exercise issue.
[Come on, you’re way beyond the realm of exercise; can an ordinary person train to this extent? Even internal organs can move like muscles—how terrifying is that!!]
“Is it really just… exercise?”
The internal mockery matched the richness of the girl’s expression, but under the boy’s serious demeanor, she didn’t know how to refute him.
“Yeah, if it doesn’t work, you can take a look.”
As if he hadn’t received his girlfriend’s affirmation of some ability, the boy childishly raised his right hand, making the muscles move irregularly.
“…I believe you, stop moving.”
She reached out to stop him from demonstrating the heart’s movement again; just watching the muscles in his arm moving made her slightly nauseous, not wanting to see a fist-sized bulge moving around on his chest.
“Kazumi, let me tell you…”
Noticing his girlfriend’s reaction, Sato Shinichi tactfully stopped his movements but wanted to keep the conversation going, as he felt a considerable amount of guilt towards her.
*Click*—”Hey, little Shinichi, long time no see!”
The car that had been cruising slowly came to a stop; the left door was opened from the outside, and a blue figure swaggered in, casually wrapping an arm around Sato Shinichi and rubbing his face with thick stubble, prompting constant resistance from him.
“Stop, stop, Uncle Shunmu, I’m not a kid anymore, don’t treat me like that!!”
Shun Muto then closed the car door and squeezed Sato Shinichi further inside with his hips. Only then did he notice Kazumi sitting next to him, coldly looking at him with some embarrassment as he extended his hand.
“Hey, looks like you won!”
