At the entrance of the complex, even Ichiko didn't expect to run into Sento here.
He was wearing a suit, clearly just off work.
After seeing Ichiko, the words "dissatisfaction" were written directly on his face, "Why didn't you listen to me?"
Ichiko shrank her neck, quickly took out her phone, and glanced at the chat history with Sento.
It turned out that Sento had been sending messages occasionally these past three days, and some unimportant ones were brushed off by Haruko.
Questions asked many times were all evaded by Haruko with the excuse of "being sick and needing care".
And early this morning, Sento sent her a message in a commanding tone.
Demanding that she go to his company to see him.
At that time, Ichiko was still in her room, so Haruko naturally refused as usual.
And the consequence seemed to be angering this Mister.
Sento stepped forward, his voice deep like muffled thunder, "What are you looking at your phone for? Why didn't you listen to me?"
Ichiko pursed her lips, looked up directly at Sento, and went along with the lie Haruko had concocted, "Didn't I tell you? Haruko is sick, and I'm taking care of her."
"Just because of this, you didn't come to my company?" Sento reached out to grab Ichiko's shoulder.
Unexpectedly, Ichiko actually took a step back on her own to dodge.
The assertive Sento raised his head, even more displeased, and that hand heavily grabbed towards her again.
"Slap—!"
This time, it was slapped away by Ichiko without hesitation.
Sento said in a deep voice, "What do you mean?"
"What do *you* mean!" Ichiko retorted, facing Sento's tall and sturdy body without backing down at all.
Sento stepped forward, "Say that again?"
"What's wrong with saying it!" A hint of tears welled up in Ichiko's eyes, as if releasing the pressure she had endured these past few days, and she shouted directly, "What do you mean 'just because of this'? Is there a problem with me taking care of Haruko when she's sick!"
"She has hands and feet, does she need you to take care of her?"
"You have hands and feet, so why do you want me to go to your company and be your Miss!"
Ichiko raised her head stubbornly, "Yes, you think Haruko is hindering you, and she left a bad impression on you, you don't like her, but can you stop considering my feelings for her from your own perspective!"
"When you need me, you summon me; when you don't need me, you dismiss me. You asked me to compensate you by being your Miss for three days, and I agreed. I took time to learn how to be a Miss, to prepare the necessary things, to ask for leave, and to humbly discuss scheduling with my colleagues and Mister at work!"
"Oh, you were free those three days, so you told me to go and I went. Did you ever consider me?"
"I had everything scheduled, and when I went to your company to find you, you left someone to say you were busy and told me to keep waiting?"
"You didn't even send me a message on Massenger beforehand to explain!"
Ichiko held up her phone and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand, "Someone like you, what right do you have to talk about Haruko? And I'm not just anyone of yours, don't order me around like you order your subordinates!"
The more Ichiko thought about it, the angrier she got, and she even brought up her past dissatisfaction with Sento.
Sento frowned, clenching one hand tightly. He knew that what Ichiko said was actually all true.
But his pride and years of habit as someone in a superior position made him unable to stand others defying him like this.
He retorted to Ichiko in a deep voice, "How many times have I told you? I have plenty of money. Even at school, the principal wouldn't dare touch you with just a word from me. I can give you both time and money!"
"What are you still working so hard for?"
"Working hard at part-time jobs, studying diligently, facing those so-called friends who have no future and just drift through life, isn't your effort for a better future?"
"Everything you want, I can give you!"
As long as you're my girlfriend, what is there that you can't get?
This last sentence, Sento couldn't say in time, and it choked in his throat.
Because he noticed that Ichiko was looking at him with disappointment while shedding tears, "You keep saying you like me, but you don't even know what I want."
Sento was like struck by lightning, standing rooted to the spot and reaching out blankly.
"Slap—"
"You are simply not as good as Haruko!"
Ichiko slapped his hand away and walked out of the complex entrance without looking back.
In her mind, Haruko's obedient smile appeared.
Three days.
The first two days, she experienced confusion, suppression, and fear, and even Haruko's various coercions.
But in the final moments of today, she felt happy, warm, and at ease.
Head pats, hugs, chats - the brief tenderness was like returning to the time when they depended on each other as children.
Simple and likable.
This was exactly what she had always yearned for.
Both said they liked her, but compared to Haruko, he was far inferior.
No comparison, no harm.
It was like this for Ichiko, and also for Sento.
He just stood there blankly, his mind filled with Ichiko's words before she left.
—You are simply not as good as Haruko.
He then remembered the dinner party where they argued, amidst thunder and rain.
—To me, Haruko is more important than you!
Haruko! Haruko!
It's Haruko again!
As if sensing someone's gaze, Sento suddenly looked up towards the 5th floor directly in front.
On the balcony, Haruko's small figure was standing there.
Her hands were clasped behind her back, and the corners of her lips were turned up.
As if mocking his dejection.
"This guy..."
Sento's eyes darkened, and he walked directly towards Haruko's location.
Daye, who was cracking melon seeds in the security booth, saw this and couldn't help but sigh, "It's good to be young."
But unlike the elder's ease, seeing Sento walking towards her, Haruko wasn't panicked yet, but System panicked first.
[Host, what should we do? Sento is coming straight over. He's currently the male lead who poses the biggest threat to us. Should we just lock the door and keep him out?]
Haruko put the knife in her hand back into the System space, her eyes calm, "We have to face Sento sooner or later, there's no avoiding it."
[Then let's quickly spend all the emotional value? Draw a skill to protect ourselves first!]
"Don't rush." Haruko, while Sento hadn't come up yet, lowered her head and thought as she asked, "Kai, what do you think would happen if I knifed Sento?"
[You can't do that, right? This is the male lead. The world will will definitely intervene. And he's walking straight over. If something happens, we, the villainous cannon fodder, will be directly GGed.]
[Protecting ourselves and trying not to provoke him is the best option.]
"That's true!"
Knifing someone or something like that is too fanciful.
[So Host, how about drawing a prize first?]
"What's there to be afraid of?" Haruko wasn't panicked at all, "If Sento gets rough later, just say something to provoke me and make me blacken, and my combat power will increase tenfold, I'll beat him down directly!"
[...]
Host, if I provoke you and you blacken, are you sure the first one you knife won't be me?
"Alright, Kai, don't worry, I roughly have a plan in mind."
Haruko turned around calmly and looked towards the door.
And at this very moment, the door was knocked with a "thump".
Sento, has arrived!
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