บท 50: Chapter 48
(Third pov)
"Quit yapping like a bitch, will ya?" Masamune asked calmly.
Kazuya, who had fallen to the floor, swiped his left cheek with his hand and realized that it was trembling. What was this feeling of defeat that crushed his pride as a man?
When he saw this man at the hospital, Kazuya already sensed that Masamune's mere presence was enough to crush him, mentally. When he asked Chizuru who this guy was to her, she told Kazuya that she had only just met him that day.
Looking down at Kazuya, Chizuru felt concerned after Masamune had hit him.
"K-Kazuya, are you okay?"
"I-I'm fine, Mizuha—Ichinose-san. More importantly, did he try anything strange?"
Hearing this, Chizuru was taken aback. Her expression changed from concern to confusion. "What are you talking about? And what the hell was that about? Are you crazy?!" Chizuru recalled when Kazuya had suddenly tried to hit Masamune.
"But I thought he was doing something bad to you," Kazuya protested.
"What?" Chizuru was speechless. "Where did that idea come from? He's just—" Chizuru stopped speaking when Masamune signaled her to pause with a simple gesture.
"If I were doing something to her, what would be your problem with that?" Masamune asked, looking at Kazuya as he struggled to his feet. But that wasn't all. Masamune and Chizuru noticed something poking from Kazuya's pants, making them both feel disgusted.
Oblivious to this, Kazuya shouted back at Masamune's question, "That's it! I knew it. You have unhealthy intentions toward Mizuhara, don't you?"
Masamune sighed inwardly. "Like you? Are you not aware of what's going on beneath your pants?"
Kazuya paused, suddenly feeling something twitching between his legs. He hurriedly tried to cover it, while Chizuru paled slightly and instinctively moved closer to stand behind Masamune. Seeing this, something inside Kazuya felt like it was shattering.
"Ha," Masamune scoffed, thinking, What a cuck. "Look, I'll overlook your attempt to attack me. However, I hope you understand that the lies you've spread between our families have come to an end."
Kazuya's eyes widened as he glanced at Chizuru.
No... Kazuya thought, his eyes trembling. "I-I see... but c-can't you come with me to visit Grandma one last time?"
Chizuru was speechless once again, and she recalled Kazuya's grandmother, remembering how happy she'd been to meet her but then...
"Hahahahahaha! Ha... I can't believe what this loser is saying now," Masamune laughed in amusement.
Kazuya gritted his teeth. "You bastard. What's wrong with that? I was just asking her politely because we've known each other."
Masamune smirked, amused. "That's exactly what a loser would say. You think Chizuru would do that out of pity? Stop. Stop acting like some comedy-drama protagonist, using your grandma as an excuse. Seriously, are you even a man?"
"W-Wh-What?" Kazuya stammered, trembling.
"Masamune, I think that's too much," Chizuru said, feeling that he was being too harsh.
"Chizuru," Masamune sighed, "I'm disgusted by a guy who would exploit his grandma's soft spot to make a woman feel sorry for him. Let me ask you this: Did he pay you extra to make our grandparents believe you were his girlfriend? Even if he did, was it worth it?"
Hearing this, Chizuru gritted her teeth, feeling the weight of her actions.
"You bastard! Then what's your problem, huh?" Kazuya clenched his fists.
Masamune had everything—looks, money, and everything Kazuya didn't have. Someone like him couldn't possibly understand what I'm going through, Kazuya thought, his hatred for Masamune deepening.
Masamune glanced at Chizuru.
When she met his blue eyes, Chizuru tilted her head slightly. But she froze in shock when Masamune gently pulled her closer, wrapping his arm around her waist. "Eh?!" Chizuru blushed deeply.
Masamune ignored Chizuru's reaction and, looking back at Kazuya, said, "It's simple. Chizuru is my girlfriend. Now, fuck off."
He then walked with Chizuru into her apartment, naturally opening the front door and leading her inside, leaving Kazuya standing there, blankly watching it all.
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Inside Chizuru's apartment, Masamune sat cross-legged while Chizuru sat in front of him, staring silently.
"My girlfriend, you say?"
Masamune shrugged. "What? You don't like it? That guy totally bought it. You saw it too, right? You'd better move out of this place, Chizuru."
Chizuru sighed. "Just make sure you keep your promise about that job, got it?" She lay back, closing her eyes. "Thank you. Maybe I'm finally free from this. To be honest, I hated that job too."
He chuckled. "Alright, then let's play a porn to make it even more convincing."
Chizuru opened her eyes again, but a lewd sound was already filling the air.
She jumped over Masamune, trying to grab his phone. But Masamune held it away from her, keeping it just out of reach as she leaned over him.
"You idiot! Do you realize the walls here are so thin? Turn it off!"
"Well, that's even better. Let him hear this and remember it as the worst day of his life. Keke."
Just then, the sound changed to something else. Masamune clicked his tongue. "Be grateful, Chizuru—my mom's calling me." He chuckled and answered, "Hello, Mom?"
Chizuru punched his chest in response, only to realize her compromising position—she was practically on top of him, and their faces were only inches apart. She quickly stood up, while Masamune smirked up at her.
"Okay, Mom, don't worry about me. Just get some sleep; I'm on my way back. See you later."
After hanging up, Masamune stood up.
"Gotta go. Sorry, I won't be spending the night here."
"Go! And when did I ever say I'd let you sleep here anyway? Hey! Don't smirk at me like that." Chizuru looked furious, though her blush make her funnier.
"Keke, I like that reaction. Anyway, since time's running out, you can start teaching me how to act tomorrow."
"Fine, but should we rent a place to practice?"
Masamune hummed thoughtfully. "No need. We can do that at my place."
Chizuru blushed again. "You mean alone? No way!"
Masamune flicked her forehead.
"I'm still in 9th grade, remember? Which means my mom and sister will be there too. Oh, I get it! You thought I was inviting you over to fuck, didn't you?"
"W-Wait! I wasn't thinking anything d-dirty! Stop smirking at me!"
Masamune just chuckled, which made Chizuru even madder in a cute way.
Before long, she found herself standing by the door to see him off.
As Masamune flicked the door handle, he looked back at her. "Call me if that guy does anything to you, okay?"
Unlike before, his deep voice sounded serious. Chizuru nodded with a small smile. "Don't worry about me."
"Of course, I do. We're family now, Chizuru. Call me, got it?"
Chizuru sighed in defeat. "Alright, alright. But don't underestimate me, okay? I'm older than you, so I think it's my job as the big sis to protect my cute little cousin." She gave him a smug smile.
Masamune smiled back. "We'll look out for each other."
"Eh? Uh... got it," Chizuru blushed slightly.
"Goodnight, Chizuru," he said, waving as he walked out and shut the front door.
Afterward, she jumped onto her bed, thinking, How long has it been since I felt something warm like this? Suddenly, the place turned silent and still.
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