Chapter 325: No Underage People Allowed to Rent a Room
“Isn’t this development a bit off…?”
On a quiet path at night, a blond young man was walking somewhat hesitantly while carrying a thin young girl who was sound asleep on his back.
Although the boy couldn’t help but entertain some unrealistic fantasies before the date, seeing the girl’s smiling face in reality calmed his budding feelings of young love unexpectedly.
Everything was still not the right time.
For this girl who was willing to open up so much, he was hiding even his most basic identity from her.
This was something he had to do, but it was also a form of deception towards the girl. If he couldn’t even be candid about the most basic things, any actions that crossed the line would be a responsible harm to her.
“Let’s send Kazumi back first.”
While his abilities hadn’t grown enough to resist the threats from the [Dark] Organization, it was indeed not suitable to expose his identity as a psychic or his relations with Hamano Tsukasa. And Kazumi, after following her grandfather for heroic training, should have a psychological expectation of potentially becoming a hero in the future.
If the girl felt a sense of distance because she wasn’t a psychic, he remembered that her grandfather’s “fire seed” seemed to offer some assistance. However, convincing the old man to ask his old rival for something would definitely require a lot of effort.
Shaking his head to dismiss the thoughts of the future, Sato Shinichi began to think about what to do now.
The girl behind him was slumped on him like a sloth, her head drooping weakly onto his shoulder, breathing softly and looking incredibly cute.
“Really disobedient, huh?”
He reached out and poked the girl’s soft, cool cheek, teasingly scolding his little girlfriend.
Clearly, she had started off saying, “I’m not happy, I want to drink,” but now she was completely knocked out by a small can of fruit beer.
“From now on, no more drinking, alright?”
He affectionately rubbed the girl’s delicate nose, but all he received was a dissatisfied murmur and a slight shift of her body.
“Okay, okay, Kazumi, be good, I’ll take you home.”
Gently coaxing his squirming little girlfriend, Shinichi withdrew his right hand from behind and adjusted her into a more comfortable position.
Of course, with Shinichi’s current strength level, he could easily lift and place the girl even with one hand. The reason for adjusting her position was that he didn’t want her to bump into any of his bones.
As for the excuse to go to a couple’s hotel, Sato Shinichi firmly passed on that.
Fantasy aside, he took his first relationship very seriously.
While there were indeed many couples at this age who dated or even slept together, Shinichi was particularly conservative in this regard.
The earlier concealment from the girl was one thing, but more was his views on relationships.
In the boy’s heart, comparing lustful desires with his sincere love for the girl felt like a desecration.
The girl’s alcohol tolerance was quite good; along the way, apart from tightly hugging his neck and refusing to let go, she didn’t exhibit much reckless behavior.
This sweet burden for Shinichi was more like a sweetness, wasn’t it?
However, when they arrived downstairs at Kazumi’s apartment, a new problem emerged.
“Kazumi, do you have the keys?”
He gently set the girl down from his back, but before he could even let go of her, she tilted sideways and fell into his arms, her faint floral scent wafting into his nostrils.
“Hmm… Shinichi… don’t go…”
After hesitantly nodding, the girl let out a displeased little murmur and continued to hold onto him as if afraid he would run away.
“Alright, alright, I’m here, I won’t go anywhere.”
With a bit of helplessness, he lifted his hand and let the girl embrace him, gently patting her thin back. Shinichi couldn’t understand why his usually indifferent girlfriend suddenly became so clingy.
Clearly, they had only been apart for less than a day, and nothing significant happened in between. Why was it as if parting was a matter of life and death just because they played a game and she didn’t have fun?
Although he complained, Sato Shinichi actually enjoyed it when Kazumi occasionally expressed her feelings like this.
The contrast was cute! Yes, the sight of his little Kazumi being playful after getting drunk was incredibly adorable.
“Kazumi, where’s your key? I’ll open the door for you.”
After some tender moments with his girlfriend, Sato Shinichi knew he needed to get her inside soon; otherwise, he couldn’t possibly sleep at her house.
By the way, if Kazumi lived alone, sleeping at her place didn’t seem like a big deal, right?
He could even save on hotel costs.
【No, no, no! I shouldn’t think like that!】
Perhaps it was due to the charming scent emanating from the girl; under the ambiguous atmosphere, even the resolute Sato Shinichi felt a bit wavered. He hurriedly shook off the strange thoughts fluttering in his mind and straightened up to ask the girl in his arms.
“In… in the coffin…”
“???”
The girl’s surprising response filled Sato Shinichi’s mind with question marks. He knew his girlfriend had some odd quirks, especially given how gothic and dark styles used to be quite popular among middle schoolers.
But saying something like that even while drunk seemed a bit too creepy.
Thinking that he should have a good talk with the girl about this later, Sato Shinichi didn’t want to disturb her sleeping state any further. He simply reached into her pocket to feel around.
However, apart from her slightly plump thigh, there was nothing in the skirt’s pocket.
“Didn’t bring the keys?”
Patting his somewhat flushed face due to her soft touch, Sato Shinichi was at a loss.
Looking at Kazumi, it seemed she wouldn’t wake up for a while, but without the keys, he couldn’t send her home. He couldn’t just take her to a couple’s hotel, right?
If they were seen by someone they knew, it wouldn’t be good for Kazumi’s reputation.
After thinking for a moment, a serious glint flashed in his eyes, and in the end, he picked up the girl, who had collapsed like a slime, and headed outside the residential area.
…….
Meanwhile, on the path from the villa area to the Hamano residence.
A man in a light-colored coat, holding a small bag, was walking in with an air of boredom, happily munching on a string of fish balls with his bandaged left hand.
“Eh, can you believe I didn’t even get a late-night snack after a fight? The garbage association is exploiting its older employees.”
Grumbling about his boring convenience store snack, Shun Muto tossed the bamboo skewer into a trash can, stretching lazily before pulling out a cigarette from his pocket and taking a nice puff.
Just as Shun Muto was slowly raising his head to blow out smoke, a scene in front of him choked him on the spot, and he stared in disbelief at the entrance not far ahead.
Rubbing his eyes to confirm that the brat was indeed Sato Shinichi, Shun Muto’s originally serious face slowly revealed a rather mischievous expression.
“It seems like… I’ve just seen something incredible.”
