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"Please don't do anything unnecessary in the future. Nagase-san will be very upset if she finds out."
"Are you angry?" Nagase's mother alternated her legs again, her legs, encased in pantyhose, being squeezed repeatedly.
"Yes."
"Oh my, what an honest boy."
Kitahara Hakuma suspected that in her eyes, he was just a boy about the same age as her daughter.
"alright."
Nagase's mother rested her chin on her hand and said with a smile,
"I know you have a girlfriend, a girl named Haruka Shinomiya, she's really pretty."
"Thank you."
"Can't I break up with her?"
Kitahara Hakuba remembered that Kanzaki Eri had said something similar to him.
"I have no idea."
But now, he feels like he's adrift on the Seto Inland Sea.
The ocean may seem calm, but in some places there are very strong eddies, and if you get too close, you can easily get sucked in.
In fact, Kitahara Hakuma realized that he was struggling in the vortex, and that his main body had already been drawn in. The three astringent energies from the half-bone would occasionally rush into his nasal cavity, making every nerve in his body scream.
"is it?"
Nagase's mother raised her eyebrows slightly and said...
"I think someone like you should find someone of equal social standing. Graduating from Sapporo University is too low a starting point. Wanli is only middle class. You own a music store in Beijing? And you're still making fun of yourself? The music industry there is too competitive, and it's too easy to be eliminated. Rongling? Rongling is the most useless woman. I think there must be other better girls who can give you true pride and self-esteem."
Every word she said seemed to be for Kitahara Hakuba's sake, implying that "your current girlfriend is completely unworthy of your talent."
Of course, the statement "The most useless one is Rong Ling" is something only those who have experienced owning Shi Ling can say.
"Mrs. Nagase, please speak with some respect."
Kitahara Hakuba was surprised by his own low spirits, and Nagase's mother seemed equally surprised.
Perhaps out of fear of upsetting the man in front of her, she could only raise her mouth and say:
"I'm sorry, I went a bit too far."
Even so, the surging anger within Beiyuan Baima could not be calmed; he even wanted to straddle her and slap her.
"The difference between your upbringing and your daughter's is not even a single star."
Kitahara Hakuba's words made her brow twitch, but she was just a weak woman and could only respond with words.
"My daughter is indeed better than me."
She readily admitted it, but said it tactfully.
"I just think that Kitahara-sensei, you should live a freer life. You are too outstanding, and I feel it's a pity to see you like this."
"I am free enough."
"You're just being self-righteous."
Kitahara Hakuba didn't give Nagase's mother's words a second thought. Some people always have an expression that says "the onlooker sees more of the game than the player," but he was used to it.
It's better to let the words go in one ear and out the other than to cause any ripples by rebuttal.
In this way, these so-called rumors will not harm him in the slightest.
Nagase's mother stood up, picked up a beige coat from the sofa and put it on, her pleated skirt and pantyhose legs, which were enough to make one's blood boil, were hidden underneath:
"However, I won't take back what I said. I've always thought highly of you, and I'm willing to help you in any way I need. Of course, I can't do 'that' for you."
The fact that Nagase's mother can still joke around shows just how little she cares.
"Could I have your contact information, Kitahara-sensei?"
"no need."
"Really? You're the first man to reject me."
Nagase's mother didn't show any surprise; she rested her phone against her chin and said...
"In short, you should have heard my opinion. Also, please take good care of Qingniao. I don't want my daughter to be distracted by this."
Kitahara Hakuba did not reply.
He had never felt such longing for Yaobao in Beijing.
Chapter 335, Section 334: Kitahara Hakuba's New Determination
Nagase's mother was the first to leave the lounge. Kitahara Hakuba stood there, calming himself down, before taking out his phone and calling Shinomiya Haruka.
It rang a few times before being answered.
"what happened?"
The voice of Shinomiya Haruka reached my ears. Unlike the contemptuous and sarcastic tone of Nagase's mother, her voice sounded like a prank.
Kitahara Hakuba smiled and asked, "Are you still in Tokyo?"
"Yes, I should be able to go back around today."
"How's the work going?"
"It's alright, the environment is quite nice. However, there are three more music stores in Nakameguro than when I last surveyed it. It truly lives up to its reputation as a popular artsy district in Tokyo."
"Go ahead and do it. Even if you lose money, I'll support you."
Kitahara Hakuba's words drew a sneer from Shinomiya Haruka, who said in a joking tone:
"Alright, alright, I've given you a chance to show off, young master Kitahara."
When will you arrive in Hakodate?
"I'll fly there, and I'll arrive around eight o'clock."
"I'll pick you up."
"The car keys are in my bedside table."
"Row."
Be careful while driving.
"You too."
"It wasn't me who turned it on. By the way, I went to your house yesterday when I had some free time. -m￠an′k?an?s?hu^.`c/o,m′"
"is it?"
Kitahara Hakuba walked to the window. There was a succulent plant there, whichever teacher had planted it. He reached out and gently touched it with his finger. "Has my sister caused you any trouble?"
"No, I think we get along very well, and my uncle and aunt are very nice too."
"What's wrong?"
"No, I just suddenly realized that we are actually dating."
This incredibly real feeling came out of nowhere. Kitahara Hakuba asked himself honestly, how could he have such an ambiguous relationship with several girls, even engaging in flirtatious interactions, when he already had a girlfriend?
"What are you saying? What do you want? I'll bring it to you."
Do you have a cake named Shinomiya Haruka?
"What flavor do you want?"
"I can eat any flavor as long as it's a four-count brand."
You might rarely hear him joking around, but you can hear the laughter coming from Shinomiya Haruka:
"Okay, that's all for now. I'll text you again before I board the plane."
"it is good."
After hanging up the call, Kitahara Hakuma stared blankly at the phone screen for a few seconds before finally putting it in his pocket and gently pinching the succulent with his fingers.
This world proclaims that love is noble and that love can save everything.
But if his feelings for Shinomiya Haruka were love, then his feelings for those girls could not save anything except them.
It could even be said that the entanglement with them is akin to a curse, something that can only be indulged in freely in certain sacred realms.
Once he leaves this sacred realm, Kitahara Hakuba will be plunged into an abyss of no return.
It would be very easy to cut off these ties, Kitahara Hakuba thought so more than once, but the balance between him and the girls around him had already tipped unnoticed, and he no longer had the composure of someone in a high position.
At the same time, his possessiveness kept nagging at him. The question that Eri had once asked him, "Will you be the one to teach me?" was always imprinted in Kitahara Hakuba's mind.
Normally, he should have replied "no," but an indescribable resistance welled up inside him, a resistance that made his heart race.
He didn't want Hyeri to be held in other boys' arms, didn't want Hyeri to sit on other boys' laps, and didn't want Hyeri to accept other boys' love.
Chapter 335, Section 334: Kitahara Hakuba's New Determination >>
It's not just Eri; now he's also vaguely feeling this resistance towards Yuka Isomoto and Tsukiyo Nagase.
As for Saito Harukori:
There was a little, but not much. Kitahara Hakuba believed that this feeling could be worn away by time.
But what would happen if Shinomiya found out about his interactions with Eri and the others after she went to Tokyo? What should she do then?
Kitahara Hakuba didn't want to think about it, because the more he thought about it, the more ominous he felt.
According to the metaphysical principle that "the more you don't want something to happen, the more likely it is to happen," this will probably come true.
Helplessness and bitterness welled up from the bottom of Kitahara Hakuba's heart, and he swallowed them down along with his saliva.
To this day, he has some doubts about what lies beneath his gentle and humble facade: a self filled with lust and possessiveness towards those girls, a self that is not accepted by society.
Kitahara Hakuba sighed, suddenly remembering Amami Sou from the brass band.
This boy was subjected to private ridicule and sympathy from the girls in his club because he confessed his feelings after winning gold at the competition.
Kitahara Hakuba felt that compared to what Tenkai So had suffered, he would rather those girls called him "inhuman," as that would probably make him feel better.