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Hayakawa took out a bag of bread slices. He couldn't eat that many himself, but since Kominami Aizami said she was hungry, he decided to make more.

"My shift is in the afternoon today."

Minami Aizami grinned and flashed a peace sign at Hayakawa, cheering excitedly, "Nothing's happening during the day!"

"Isn't this good?"

Hayakawa smiled slightly and turned to look at her: "You can rest for a bit, but don't forget to study this morning."

Komi Aizawa blushed slightly as she looked at Hayakawa's smiling eyes, then said angrily, "Do you need to tell me? Mind your own business, you junior! Go cook your meal!"

Why is this person so unpredictable?

Hayakawa remained silent and turned away to examine the frying pan.

"Junior, junior,"

Kominami Aizami only remained silent for two seconds before breaking down, leaning closer to Hayakawa and asking, "Won't American breakfast be a hassle?"

"well enough."

Hayakawa thought for a moment, then lowered his head and said, "A little."

"I've never seen you make this before. I didn't know you could make foreign breakfasts. Did you teach yourself, or did someone teach you?"

Xiao Meilang Aicheng blinked and asked a bunch of questions like a curious child: "And why did you decide to make this today? Isn't it troublesome? Didn't you used to say that 'three meals a day are just to provide energy for the body and brain, and the taste doesn't matter at all, the simpler and faster the better, even if it's liquid food'?"

Why do you ask so many questions?

Hayakawa looked disgusted and explained, "I knew how to do it before. I didn't learn it on my own. I just watched the maid in my house do it and then I learned it from her."

"Hey, maid,"

Aimi Nami's face was full of longing: "I'm so envious, I want a maid too."

Aren't you yourself one?

Hayakawa retorted expressionlessly.

"I'm not a regular maid, just a waitress at a maid café. I can't compare to those trained maids with professional skills."

Xiao Meilang Aicheng waved her hand shyly: "They must have learned professional tea or coffee brewing techniques, and maybe they even learned martial arts."

"Um…"

Hayakawa recalled the maids in her classmates' homes when she was in junior high school, and nodded, saying, "That's probably how it is in other people's homes, but I rarely interacted with the maids in my home, so I'm not too sure."

The emperor's aloof soul needed no constraints. From childhood to adulthood, he had always been domineering towards the maids in his household and had never taken them seriously.

"See, I told you so, didn't I?"

Kominami Aizami nodded in satisfaction, clearly pleased that Hayakawa's words had confirmed her fantasy of a professional maid. She then pressed on, "You still haven't answered why you're doing this? Isn't it troublesome?"

Hayakawa blinked, placed the frying pan on the pan rack, and said, "I suddenly thought of this, so I'll make this."

Komi Nami tilted her head, seemingly lost in thought: "Oh..."

"Go wash up quickly."

Hayakawa urged, "I'll be there soon."

"Um…"

Kominami Aizami nodded, then suddenly seemed to remember something, and smiled sweetly, "Junior, junior..."

"Stop this."

Hayakawa's face darkened, and he said grimly, "Get out of here immediately."

"Boom~"

Xiao Mei Nami was grabbed by the neck and thrown out of the kitchen by Hayakawa. She sat on the sofa in a daze, and then revealed a calm smile.

Sigh... these juniors are still too arrogant.

……

After tidying up, the two sat down at the table together for a meal.

"tasty,"

As Azumi Kominami stuffed her breakfast into her mouth with a fork, she said to Hayakawa, "Speaking of which, junior, you're taking the physical fitness test today, right?"

Hayakawa paused slightly, then said, "I think so."

Yesterday, I was so busy helping Fumino Furuhashi and Rizu Ogata buy sports bras that I completely forgot I had to do a physical fitness test. But in the end, I don't care about physical fitness tests. After all, I'm arrogant and think that with my extraordinary wisdom, I'm destined to become a ruler. Sports are things that strong laborers and hard workers do, while someone as destined for greatness fights with paper and pen.

Is today the date for Class B's physical fitness test?

Hayakawa recalled the events with some uncertainty.

"Really, you should remember this well; it will affect your overall evaluation."

Komi Nami said irritably, then wiped her mouth with a tissue on the table and straightened Hayakawa's collar: "Whether today is your physical test or not, just do your best and get a good result."

"...I don't care about that kind of evaluation."

Hayakawa was slightly taken aback, then awkwardly dodged the hand on her neck.

Faced with Ayame's gentle encouragement, even the usually indifferent Hayakawa seemed caught off guard, or rather, at a loss. In his memory, the word "cheer up" had never belonged to him, or perhaps it did, but he had never paid attention to it.

Although his parents treated him very well, Hayakawa, who valued freedom, was incredibly independent, even to the parasites in his stomach. He rarely spoke to them at home, disregarded the servants on the estate, had no friends at school, and looked down on teachers who didn't teach seriously.

At school, he was always the most solitary one. During the sports meet, he would sit in the last chair and read quietly. When the students around him cheered, he would only find it noisy. The other children in his class naturally thought that Hayakawa was a weirdo and kept their distance from him. Hayakawa was happy with this. After that, he simply stopped going to the sports meet and continued to read his textbook and do exercises in the classroom.

As for winning an award for the class based on his outstanding athletic talent, that was even more impossible. Hayakawa, who had no sense of collective honor and looked down on sports, would never lower himself to be a slave for the class, and as a result, the teacher also disliked this child.

It has always been this way. While others are full of vigor and youthful energy, Hayakawa remains silent and hunched over, facing difficulties and hardships in his own world.

And now, Hayakawa heard his own "good luck!"

"Uh…"

Hayakawa scratched the hair on his forehead with a strange feeling.

Maybe so, but he neither cares about others cheering him on nor wants to cheer others on, although he has been cheering for Ogata and Furuhashi quite often lately.

"Run well!"

Komi Aizami had no idea what Hayakawa was thinking. She just patted his shoulder like a big sister and said reassuringly, "I know you're in great physical condition. Didn't you easily lift all those bags when we first met?"

"..."

Hayakawa chuckled: "You still remember such a small thing?"

Komi Aizawa glanced at Hayakawa and then said, "If your physical condition weren't good, you would have collapsed long ago from staying up so late every day."

"How could that be..."

Hayakawa shook his head and said, "I'm leaving. You should go home with me, senior."

"Ah."

Xiao Meilang nodded, then she picked up her things, and Hayakawa picked up his schoolbag. The two of them walked out of the entrance hall and into the hallway.

Hayakawa turned around and locked the door: "Mizuki-senpai, what are you going to do this morning after I take you home?"

"Hmm, let me think about it,"

Komi Nami Aizami thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "I still want to go out..."

Her voice trailed off, and her expression froze.

"Ok?"

Hayakawa noticed something was wrong with her expression and looked over, puzzled: "What's wrong...?"

He looked to the side, then his expression froze.

At that moment, the door to the next room opened wide, and a familiar, beautiful girl with flaxen hair, wearing the Ichinose Academy uniform, stood in the doorway, staring at the two of them with eyes as sharp as copper bells.

It was buried in the soil.

Hayakawa: "..."

"..."

Doma Umaru glanced at Hayakawa, then at Ayame Kominami dressed in casual clothes, then at the door behind the two of them, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Gaming buddy and reliable senior female student are seen entering and leaving her childhood friend's room late at night. What shocking secret is hidden there? Let me, the famous detective, find out.

……

The three looked at each other in silence, the atmosphere so heavy it seemed about to drip water, yet no one spoke first.

Seeing the increasingly awkward atmosphere, Hayakawa was suddenly overcome with a sense of responsibility.

Let me break the deadlock.

"cough…"

Hayakawa coughed lightly and was about to speak when a voice suddenly came from inside the door: "Umaru, why didn't you close the door? Haven't you left yet?"

"Ah, I'll turn it off now."

Startled, Umaru quickly slammed the door shut with a loud "bang".

The door closed, interrupting Hayakawa's words, and the atmosphere among the three returned to silence.

Hayakawa couldn't wait any longer; he was in a hurry to get to school for morning self-study, so he asked without thinking, "How long are you going to stare at each other like this? Are you coming or not?"

Umaru remained unmoved by what she heard, still squinting at Minami Aizawa, her face expressionless.

As Mimi Aizawa felt increasingly guilty under his gaze, she lowered her head, not daring to look at Umaru, and a sense of guilt, as if she had done something wrong, kept rising in her heart.

"I...I...I'm leaving now."

Finally, Ayame Komi couldn't stand being stared at any longer. She stomped her foot slightly, looking as if she had just realized something: "I suddenly remembered that I have a shift this morning. I have to hurry to the coffee shop. I'm leaving now."

"Ok?"

Hayakawa was taken aback: "Didn't you say your shift was in the afternoon today?"

Xiao Meilang Aicheng: "..."

She pretended not to hear and started walking towards the stairs without looking back. She didn't plan to take the elevator because she knew she would be with Umaru if she did.

"Hey, where are you going, senior?"

Hayakawa called out from behind her, "Don't you need me to take you downstairs?"

With her back to the two, Mimi Aizawa's face flushed with anger, wishing she could turn around and kick Hayakawa.

Chapter 227 Physical Testing Begins

"I'm back!"

Aimi Nami left without looking back, leaving Hayakawa and Umaru staring at each other.

"Uh…"

Hayakawa looked at Umaru in silence for a moment, then asked, "Are you coming or not?"

Umaru stared blankly at Hayakawa for a long time before nodding and saying, "Let's go."

The two stood in front of the elevator for a while, and soon the elevator came up. They then walked into the somewhat enclosed elevator lobby one after the other and went downstairs.

Umaru didn't say a word the whole time, but her gaze never left Hayakawa, her eyes filled with surprise, strangeness, confusion and something else.

Why are you staring at me like that?

Hayakawa felt a little uneasy under Umaru's gaze and couldn't help but ask.

"I do not have."

Umaru casually looked away, and just then the elevator doors opened, so she stepped out first.

"Of course there would be no way."

Hayakawa made a comment, but didn't slow down to move away from her; he continued walking at his own unhurried pace.