The Delinquent Student is the Savior of the World 394

Title: I’m Only Dirty in Front of Haruto

The elevator door opened, and Miku ran out as if she were escaping.

Haruto wiped the corner of his mouth, then followed slowly. Since he could no longer play with his phone due to the sound of Miku’s heartbeat, he only fiddled with it briefly.

That’s right.

The camera was forgotten and left unfixed.

Haruto had an idea and restored the elevator camera to its normal state.

Miku took out her keys and opened the door. Seeing Haruto walking slowly toward her, her cheeks puffed out slightly, and then she stepped inside.

“For you.”

“Thank you.”

Miku handed the shoes to Haruto, then walked to the living room with a guilty expression on her face.

On the sofa.

Ichika and Nino were there, but Yotsuba and Itsuki were absent. Clearly, Yotsuba must have gone to Sobu High School to practice again.

As for Itsuki, she probably ran out to look for food.

Nino put away her phone and asked, “Miku, is your date over?”

They had guessed correctly.

Miku answered softly, then walked upstairs, “I’m tired, I’m going to rest for a bit.”

After saying that, she glanced at the entrance from the corner of her eye and then headed upstairs.

At this moment, Haruto had already sneaked upstairs. As soon as Miku opened the door, he slipped in.

Now that all five sisters knew the truth, and it was impossible to deceive Nino and Ichika, he could only do it secretly like this.

After all, it was Miku who had boldly invited him.

If he refused, Miku might be heartbroken and unhappy for several days.

Downstairs.

Nino pursed her lips and didn’t care.

She stood up and said, “I’m going out to buy milk tea. Ichika, do you want any?”

Ichika yawned lazily and turned her head with a smile: “Thanks, Nino. I’ll have a frappuccino.”

Nino said without hesitation: “I just went to the milk tea shop downstairs, they don’t have frappuccinos there.”

Ichika clasped her hands together, her eyes sparkling: “Nino, this is my lifelong request, please.”

Nino couldn’t help but complain: “Ichika, you’ve already made too many lifelong requests. What flavor?”

“This time, let’s go with strawberry.”

Nino walked toward the entrance: “Alright, I’ll be back soon.”

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Half an hour later.

Nino returned to the apartment with two cups of milk tea and a glass of frappuccino.

“I’m back.”

After saying that as usual, Nino bent down and took a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet to wear. Suddenly, she remembered something and muttered, “Those damn slippers need to be washed.”

In reality, it was always Yotsuba who did the cleaning. But this time, Nino planned to clean them herself.

However, when she went to look for Haruto’s slippers, she didn’t see them. Instead, she saw a pair of men’s shoes.

If Nino remembered correctly, these must belong to Haruto.

So here’s the question.

His shoes are here, so where is he?

Nino gritted her teeth, took a deep breath, pretended to be calm as she walked to the living room, put down the milk tea, and then headed to the second floor.

“Ichika, I’m going upstairs to change my clothes first.”

“Mhm~ Thanks, Nino.”

Nino walked to Miku’s door, took a deep breath, resisted the urge to open the door directly, raised her hand, and knocked gently: “Miku, I bought milk tea, I’m coming in.”

“W-Wait!”

Miku’s panicked and anxious voice was heard.

But at this moment, Nino had already opened the door.

The curtains in the bedroom were drawn, and the lights were off, so the room was dimly lit, but Nino could still see everything in the bedroom clearly.

Now, Haruto was half-crouching on the floor with his head down, doing something, while Miku sat on the bed, pressing the hem of her skirt, with one leg wrapped in a black stocking stretched out toward him, clearly being held by him.

When Nino saw Haruto holding Miku’s foot and doing something with his head down, she immediately became furious. Because in this scene, it looked like he was facing Miku’s mouth!

“Damn it, Kuromori, what are you doing!”

“Foot massage.”

“You really... Huh? Massaging her foot?”

Nino, who had been aggressively walking toward him, suddenly froze.

At this moment, she also saw that Haruto was indeed massaging Miku’s foot.

Nino quickly asked: “You’re just massaging her foot?”

“Hm?”

Haruto’s face darkened: “If not, what else do you think I could do in such a short time?”

Half an hour is more than enough to prevent Miku from getting up again!

Nino paused for a moment, crossed her arms, and turned her head to the side while humming: “How would I know what you could do? I bought milk tea, Miku, come down and drink it quickly.”

“Hmm~”

Nino looked at Haruto again: “I’ll give you my cup.”

“Thanks, Nino.”

“Tch~”

Nino pursed her lips and turned around: “Come down quickly, or it won’t taste good when it’s cold.”

“Come down soon.”

Miku said, and as Nino left the room, the girl immediately stood up and looked at Haruto with a red face: “Why didn’t you leave quickly?”

“I’ll go down first.”

After Haruto left, Miku covered her hot cheeks and couldn’t help but let out a pained scream.

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Ten minutes later.

Miku came downstairs with a change of clothes, and Nino turned her head and said, “Miku, you’re so slow. The milk tea is already cold.”

“I don’t want to drink it anymore.” Miku pouted, her eyes darting around: “I’m going to take a bath, then I have to study.”

“Go ahead!”

Nino waved her hand, seeming indifferent.

Haruto said without words: “Nino, you’ve been pinching for so long, is it enough now?”

Very good!

Super fierce, right?

Haruto quietly took out his phone and sent a message to Nino: “Tonight, I’ll throw you into the desert, please look forward to it. Don’t forget to prepare a few more bottles of drinking water, I’m worried you won’t have enough!”

Nino: “😐”

Two black butterflies flapped their wings hard twice. Nino put away her phone, glared sharply at Haruto, then stood up firmly.

“I’ll cook.”

As Nino walked to the kitchen, Ichika suddenly stood up and rolled into Haruto’s embrace, smiling and saying: “Kuromori-kun is mine now, did Miku have fun?”

‘Damn it! You’re a girl, so act more elegantly!’

Ichika blinked: “But. I’m only dirty in front of Kuromori-kun~”

She happily rubbed her hands on Miku’s legs. “Hmm~ Really no smell? Oh my~ Did Kuromori-kun really massage Miku’s feet?”

Several black lines appeared on Haruto’s head.

As if understanding his gaze, Ichika said with a smile: “I can’t help it~ Because I like Kuromori-kun the most~ The kind of love I want to eat from Kuromori-kun~”

Haruto frowned: “Then eat it!”

Ichika: “?”