The Heroines Want to Fall in Love 90
by TINY FAN FICTIONThe Heroines Want to Fall in Love 90
Edited by: Tiny Fan Fiction
Chapter 90 Bread, Pick One
Infirmary.
“Is he alright?”
Hayato Hayama looked at Asakura Yuu as he came out from inside and asked.
The friendly match sent the other team’s captain to the infirmary…Hayato Hayama didn’t know how to evaluate the situation.
“He’s fine.”
Asakura Yuu replied.
Randomly hitting someone was immature.
But, he didn’t have any polite feelings towards this kind of person.
Just like he said last time, when his bottom line was crossed, directly using violence to crush them was the most satisfying!
Moreover, the other party was a delinquent.
Didn’t they claim to be the most results-oriented?
‘…Hope you don’t make a fool of yourself again.’ Asakura Yuu turned his face and looked towards the bed.
He could verbally reprimand his own juniors, even mock them.
Beating him half to death as revenge wasn’t too much.
If he didn’t keep bothering him, this matter could be forgotten.
But…
‘If you lack the eyesight, the consequences won’t be so simple.’
Having mastered hypnotic abilities, Asakura Yuu could make someone go to the playground and bark like a dog.
Similarly, making someone go to the street and commit suicide wasn’t impossible.
People had bottom lines, and even some elasticity, but that didn’t mean they could be trampled on and forgiven.
Retaliate with straightforwardness, Asakura Yuu had always adhered to this way of handling things.
“That’s good then…” Hayato Hayama sighed with relief: “It’s a pity, the game can’t continue. Our final exams are starting soon, and tomorrow there’s even a tripartite meeting. No matter what, we can’t make up for this game.”
Asakura Yuu noticed that when he said this, his expression was very ordinary, even with a hint of joy.
“What? Your expression makes it seem like the situation is better than you expected?” he asked.
“Yes, the score was 3:2. It was a very bad thing that didn’t lose. We tried our best in the first half, but the opponent was not too serious… Fortunately, it was over, otherwise there would be no resistance in the second half. Even if you join, the score will probably be pulled apart.” Hayato Hayama explained.
Although the score was behind this time, Soubu High School’s purpose was not to win the game.
It’s really not a loss.
He was looked down upon by the other party at the beginning, and he mocked him with his face, which made Hayato Hayama feel depressed.
Those who can accomplish great things should not be restricted by minor matters…
Thinking of this, Hayato Hayama looked at the interior of the infirmary and felt a little more comfortable.
“Asakura, if it were you, how would this matter be resolved?”
“I have no reason to intervene.”
“Reason…you really value this.” Hayato Hayama said and chuckled.
Asakura Yuu doesn’t go around solving every problem.
He needs a reason, something to convince himself.
Maybe he’s just naturally lazy?
“You need a good reason to act, Hayama. You understand that, right?”
Back when the Saki Kawasaki incident happened, he had found 2 reasons, 2 positions…
1.
Class Representative, tasked by the teacher to deliver some notes.
2.
Older brother, asked by Kawasaki’s younger brother for help.
The first reason gave him an excuse to visit the Kawasaki household and get close to Ayumu.
The second gave him a deeper reason to get involved, otherwise, he’d seem like he was meddling, jumping into things for no reason.
“Understood.”
“Without a reason, a simple ‘Is this about you? Don’t get involved’ would be enough to make me back down. I hate giving up halfway and I hate failing.”
“But…aren’t there lots of people who help others without expecting anything in return?”
“That’s scary.”
“What?”
“I find those people scary. Of course, I mean the ones who help without reason.I probably couldn’t be friends with someone like that, afraid they might sacrifice themselves in front of me, leaving me with a lifetime of guilt.”
“Isn’t it good to be friends with someone like that?”
“It’s too much pressure. Human relationships are complicated. If they wanted me to repay them, that would be fine, but what if they don’t expect anything back? What should I do?”
A saint is just too much to handle!
What if I’m walking down the street about to get hit by a car, and suddenly a saint jumps in front of me, taking the impact, and then dies in front of me?
…That’s terrifying!
So, best to avoid them!
“But…I’ve never asked you for payment for anything, and Service Club’s whole point is [unpaid service]. ” Hayato Hayama was confused.
Asakura Yuu’s words made sense, but something felt off.
Because…
‘Aren’t you a helpful Virgin? Why can you say such words?’
He called to catch the thief, but he couldn’t figure it out.
Asakura Yuu shook his head: “Hayama, everyone in this world has their own compass and an end point. The methods of using the compass are different. In order to reach the end point, we chose the method you mentioned, that’s all.”
”Are you achieving your goals?”
Hayato Hayama even doubted whether this guy had read too much recently, and he was almost entering a state of transcendence and transcendence.
“That’s right. I want to live a beautiful life and become a warm presence for my companions. At the beginning of high school, I set a goal, I want to be the sun!”
“That’s interesting,” Hayato Hayama rarely saw this melodramatic side of him.
In his eyes, Asakura Yuu was a mature and composed peer; a goal like “the sun” didn’t fit his image.
“Can I ask why?”
Hayama became intrigued.
“Hayama, do you like chocolate bread or cream bread? You bought both, they both like you, and you like them both, but you can only eat one, which do you choose?”
Hayama wasn’t quite sure, and said uncertainly, “Cream?”
“What about the chocolate? Don’t you like it?”
“I like both, I’m fine with either.”
“But you chose cream bread, what about the chocolate bread? It’s just sitting there on the table, all alone.”
“Can’t I eat cream in the morning and chocolate in the evening?”
“Sorry, the chocolate bread is heartbroken and doesn’t want to be eaten by you anymore.”
“Why? It’s just chocolate bread?”
Hayato Hayama was starting to question his life choices.
This kind of “choose one” dilemma, don’t make me choose!
“Ugh, this is so annoying!”
“If you choose cream, the chocolate will be sad, and if you choose chocolate, the cream will be sad. Breads are so troublesome, huh?”
“Are you really talking about bread? Or something else?” Hayato Hayama was speechless.
Maybe just explain it clearly?
“Girls are made up of sugar, spices, and wonderful things, just as troublesome as bread.”
“You’re talking about girls, aren’t you!”
Now he understood.
“Recently, I’ve been pretending to be in a relationship with my kouhai, and this gave me some insights. She gets jealous easily and doesn’t like when I talk to other girls.”
“Pretending to be a couple? Is there anything I can do to help?”
I see.
So these two aren’t actually dating.
“Not yet, but I’ll ask if I need any help.”
“Sure, no problem.”
…Wait.
Hayato Hayama came to his senses and asked…
“Asakura, what does your reason to be the sun have to do with girls?”
“Yes, I have actually experienced the multiple-choice questions just now.” Asakura Yuu raised his eyebrows: “You think it’s hard to do it after putting yourself in your shoes, right?”
“Well. It’s very difficult, but I have to choose.”
Hayato Hayama asked: “Cream and chocolate? Who did you choose?”
It is really hard to choose when you are fallen in love with 2 girls at the same time.
Hayato Hayama didn’t know what to do.
Asakura Yuu: “I didn’t choose anyone at that time.”
Hayato Hayama’s expression gradually became solemn when she heard this.
“No one chose?”
This is the worst choice.
“There were some changes at home back then, which made me a coward who didn’t dare accept anyone’s confession… but when I finally wanted to make a choice, it was already too late.”
“Asakura.” Hayato Hayama seemed to have remembered something and called out his name in an unusually serious tone.
“What’s up?”
“About Yumiko, what are you planning to do?”
“I have some ideas, but I’m not quite sure yet.”
Asakura Yuu, who had never mentioned that he wanted to start a harem, had Yumiko Miura as his sole target.
It was really tough, and he didn’t know how to tell her.
Last year, when he didn’t have the system, Asakura Yuu didn’t have the confidence to start a harem, but this semester, after obtaining the golden finger, he set his goal to become the king of harem.
“Will you agree?”
Hayato Hayama, unlike his usual carefree self, asked another question.
He didn’t want the atmosphere of their group to change.
If Asakura agreed, they could still be friends and just joke about it.
On the other hand, if Asakura Yuu refused, the atmosphere would definitely become awkward to the point of being suffocating.
Inside the infirmary.
There was a moment of silence.
Asakura Yuu gave his answer…
“I will.”
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