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Nakano Yotsuba instantly raised her head, widened her eyes, puffed out her pink cheeks, and glared at the person in front of her.

Although she knew she was an idiot, she would never allow Hayakawa to say that about her!

"Take me home..."

Hayakawa leaned to the side, put his hand on Yotsuba's shoulder, and whispered, "Take a taxi."

"Yes, yes,"

Nakano Yotsuba immediately realized what was happening and quickly helped Hayakawa up. Hayakawa, being so drunk, would get sick if he stayed outside for too long. He had just said that he was cold and sleepy, so they had to get him to a warm room immediately.

But as soon as she helped him up, Yotsuba realized that she didn't know where Hayakawa's house was.

"Hayakawa, Hayakawa,"

Yotsuba whispered to Hayakawa, who was overcome with sleep and had already closed her eyes: "What's your address? I don't know where you live."

A smile played on her lips. She could easily find out Hayakawa's home address, and maybe she could even go to his house on her day off... and have Nino go to his house.

"My home is..."

Hayakawa slightly raised her eyes and murmured under Yotsuba's expectant gaze, "Tokyo..."

"..."

A gust of cold wind blew by, and Four Leaves was somewhat speechless.

Ah, so it's the capital, Tokyo. What a big city! Is it too late to book a flight to Tokyo this late?

Nakano Yotsuba looked down at Hayakawa, whose eyes were barely open, and realized that it was impossible to get him to reveal his home address in his current state, so she started thinking of other methods.

"It seems that Fumino and Rizu both know Hayakawa's address. Rizu seems to live near the Hayakawa family's house."

Nakano Yotsuba muttered to herself, "I'll just send them a message and ask."

Yotsuba Nakano took out her phone, but her hand froze in mid-air without opening the chat app, her expression blank.

If I told them that Hayakawa was drunk outside, they would definitely ask me for details, and nine times out of ten they would come over immediately.

Nakano Yotsuba held her phone, looking hesitant. She didn't want anyone else to take away her time alone with Hayakawa, but she also absolutely didn't want Hayakawa to catch a cold because of her own selfishness.

"what!"

She suddenly seemed to realize something, took her phone out of Hayakawa's pocket, and said with a smile, "You can just look at your phone."

I definitely have a food delivery app on my phone; I can just check my home address when the time comes.

Four-Leaf's blockheaded little brain actually came in handy for once. As expected, I'm not stupid. Who's the real idiot if you're calling me stupid?

"Hmph~"

Nakano Yoru had a smug look on her face as she confidently opened Hayakawa's phone, but her face immediately froze.

There is a password.

"Hayakawa..."

Yotsuba blushed slightly and whispered in Hayakawa's ear, "What's your phone password?"

Hayakawa's expression shifted, and he mumbled, "1250..."

"There's only a gesture password!"

Yotsuba angrily shoved the phone back into Hayakawa's pocket, then hoisted Hayakawa onto her back.

The drunk person's body was a bit heavy, but Yotsuba was in good physical condition and Hayakawa was also very thin, so it wouldn't be too strenuous for her.

Let's take him to a warm place first.

Yotsuba walked in one direction: Staying outside for too long will make you sick…

Suddenly, as if she had thought of something, she stopped.

A warm place?

Isn't your own home a warm place? The warmest place in the entire universe, a wonderful place with five beautiful girls who look exactly alike.

"..."

She turned her head and stared blankly at Hayakawa's face, which was so close to hers, as he leaned on her shoulder. The inexplicable thought in her mind grew stronger.

But he's so drunk right now, wouldn't it be taking advantage of him if I took him home? That would be so wicked.

"Well…"

Thinking this, Yotsuba suddenly felt incredibly wicked, and a sense of shame and guilt overwhelmed her.

Chapter 145 Panties

Yotsuba Nakano hesitated for a long time, unable to find a suitable reason to convince her strong sense of morality.

Suddenly, a person appeared in her mind: a beautiful girl with deep pink hair and a black butterfly hair accessory.

“Cheer…”

Nakano Yotsuba said blankly, "Yes, Nino."

Now is a good opportunity! It's the perfect chance for me to bring Hayakawa back to Nino. He'll definitely need to take a bath when he's brought to my house, and after that, I can just take him right next to Nino.

Isn't this exactly what I, as the younger sister, should do...?

Besides, Hayakawa and I are friends, so what's wrong with a friend staying overnight at my house?!

Yotsuba Nakano was in high spirits and found another reason for herself, finally convincing herself completely.

"Taxi!"

Nakano Yotsuba felt her body brimming with power. Carrying Hayakawa on her back, she took a few steps to the roadside and hailed a taxi.

"Uncle,"

Yotsuba first helped Hayakawa into the back seat, then climbed in herself, and gave him her home address: "Take us to..."

"classmate,"

The driver glanced at Hayakawa, who was clearly drunk, and said, "If you throw up in the car, it'll cost extra."

"He won't throw up."

Nakano Yotsuba looked at the driver with unusual displeasure, then said, "If you throw up, I'll pay for the car wash."

In her eyes, even if Hayakawa vomits, he will only vomit rainbows.

"..."

The driver didn't say anything, but glanced at the couple's affectionate behavior in the rearview mirror and remarked, "You two must be a high school couple, so young."

Yotsuba Nakano's heart tightened immediately. She turned her head away, pretending not to hear, and did not refute.

It seems every middle-aged person has one or more unforgettable youthful romances. Seeing Yotsuba's reaction, the driver was instantly reminded of his own lost youth, and felt even more sentimental. He looked at Hayakawa, and said with some regret and pity, "This guy was drunk outside and called you to pick him up, right? So young and already hanging out in bars, and he even has the nerve to call you? Young lady, he's not a good person. I advise you to think it over. You're so pretty, plenty of guys like you, why bother..."

His tone carried a hint of experience, suggesting he was speaking from the sidelines. In his eyes, Yotsuba was the kind of innocent and kind girl, while Hayakawa was a scumbag who went to a bar to mess around and then had the nerve to call his girlfriend to pick him up. Together, they formed a relationship full of manipulation.

Yotsuba looked up at the driver. In her opinion, Hayakawa was definitely not that kind of person. He must have encountered something sad to be out drinking.

Yotsuba wanted to retort but didn't speak. She didn't want to discuss her feelings with a stranger. She simply closed her eyes and leaned against Hayakawa, expressing her thoughts through her actions.

Seeing this, the driver paused for a moment and then drove off silently.

"..."

Youth is incomplete without regrets, confusion, tears, recklessness, and the joys and sorrows of life.

The car slowly moved forward, the scenery outside the window changing. A huge twilight descended from the sky, trampling the rational brilliance of the daytime with endless desolation, leaving only a cold and pitch-black night.

In this cold and dark place, Yotsuba Nakano clung tightly to Hayakawa, which was just inches away, feeling the only warmth in the world, like a squirrel hiding in a tree hole, lying on the pile of food she had prepared for months, hoping that winter would not end.

Yotsuba hugged Hayakawa's arm tightly. She remembered the screen of Hayakawa's phone when she turned it on earlier. Although it was password protected, she could still see several chat messages and call notifications.

There were messages from Fumino, Rizu, Umaru, Nino, and even people I didn't know...

But it has nothing of its own.

Because I had no reason to message him...

Yotsuba Nakano closed her eyes, trying not to think about those complicated and sad things. All she wanted was to go back to her warm home, take a nice hot bath, put Hayakawa to bed, look at his sleeping face, drink some milk, and then go to sleep. Everything would feel better then.

Perhaps I should reply to them, otherwise Fumino and the others will worry.

She leaned on Hayakawa's shoulder, lost in thought.

The car drove through the endless night.

……

When they arrived at a place a little further from home, Yotsuba Nakano paid the fare and got off the bus. She was still mindful of keeping her home address a secret, which was common sense for a young girl.

After carrying Hayakawa off the bus, the cold air outside enveloped her again, prompting Yotsuba to quicken her pace. She didn't want Hayakawa to get sick because of her.

"call…"

She was breathing slightly heavily, her exhaled breath forming a white mist in the night. The somewhat strenuous jolting caused Hayakawa, sitting behind her, to open her eyes in confusion: "Where... am I...?"

"Ah, you're awake?"

Yotsuba was startled, like a child who had done something wrong, afraid that Hayakawa would find out that she had carried him home without his permission.

"Four-leaf clover..."

Hayakawa glanced blankly at Yotsuba, who was carrying him on her back, then stretched out his arms to hug the girl tighter, rested his head on her back, and closed his eyes in a more comfortable position.

Yotsuba stopped abruptly, standing there in a daze. She felt her whole heart was filled with joy, even a sense of jubilation. She felt as if she were imprisoned by those arms, as if she were shivering in the snow, as if she were sailing in a stormy sea, resisting every wave that swept in. She felt only happiness and warmth, and was so immersed in it that she lost all her senses.

At that moment, she forgot her sisters, forgot her friends, forgot everyone... She felt a comfort she had never felt before, like a lost person who had found her way home.

"I will treat him well."

The thought that crossed Yotsuba's mind was instantly overwhelmed by the torrent of family affection and morality.

"what!"

She stomped her feet in a fit of rage, throwing her ungrateful, shameless, and rebellious thoughts out of her head, and then frantically tried to find reasons to justify herself.

How pathetic... Your mind is full of unrealistic ideas. You remember him, but he only remembers Umaru and not you. It's so obvious, yet you still want to cheat. I thought you were just not good at studying, but I really misjudged you, Yotsuba.

Yes…

Yotsuba's heart seemed to slowly sink into the depths of the ocean, a faint, bitter smile appearing on her face.

I've always kept you in my heart... but you don't have me in yours.

"call…"

Yotsuba took a deep breath, trying to regroup and get home quickly, but her body suddenly froze.

Because Hayakawa placed his hand on her lower back and gradually reached towards her skirt.

"what…"

Yotsuba's body trembled violently, her pretty face flushed red, and she was about to scream when Hayakawa suddenly spoke up.

"Four-leaf clover..."

Hayakawa's voice sounded somewhat ethereal in the night, carrying a drunken drowsiness and a hint of playful intimacy, like a casual murmur from a sleeping person.

Are you still wearing your old panties from when you were a child?

Chapter 146 A Boring Night

Every child inevitably experiences some unpleasant things during elementary school, such as being criticized by the teacher and having their parents called in, being given impolite nicknames by classmates and friends, and so on...

My panties were seen by someone.

In Yotsuba's memory, among her most cherished memories, there was a particularly memorable moment. It was an ordinary PE class, and she was running around the horizontal bar with her female classmates. Hayakawa was sitting on a chair next to her, lost in thought. Suddenly, a gust of lewd wind blew by, lifting Yotsuba's skirt high up so that Hayakawa could see her pink and white bear-patterned panties.

"roar~"

Hayakawa stared at Yotsuba for a moment, then let out a completely emotionless voice, followed by a disdainful sneer, clearly showing no interest whatsoever in the little girl's unappealing, childish panties.

The emperor showed his extraordinary talent at a very young age.