Chapter 545 – Side Story IF. Will Fate Take Its Course? #3
Miyuki’s face was extremely pouty as she walked out the front door.
The thought of having to go home alone without Matsuda during dismissal time made me very lonely and upset.
The reason why she was not only lonely but also heartbroken was because she was afraid that Matsuda would meet another woman.
Of course, Matsuda was careful not to meet people who didn’t catch her eye, but her problem was his friends.
Takashi Watanabe. As I looked back on her past, I remembered that there were rumors that she enjoyed a promiscuous lifestyle.
What if he seduces Matsuda and goes to enjoy her entertainment?
“Ssi…”
Just thinking about it makes me irritated.
Should we just follow Matsuda?
I think I could just pretend to meet him by chance at a place he goes and gently coax him to come…
Just as I was thinking about that, I saw Matsuda talking about something with Takashi Watanabe at the front door.
As soon as you spot him, your heel goes up, and your hand covers his mouth.
Miyuki, who made no sound, approached the front door with her back pressed against the wall surrounding the academy.
“Uh. Good luck.”
“Ah.”
“Don’t make noises like moaning, just get out of here.”
“What kind of moaning sound is this? Girl, I am so disappointed.”
“Would you like to hit this bastard?”
“No. “I’m going.”
“Uh.”
After the conversation between the irritable Takashi Watanabe and the irritated Matsuda ended, the front door became quiet.
Miyuki looked around, saw that the eyes of the few people leaving the front door were turned to her, and straightened her posture.
Miyuki, who thought it would be better to leave before attracting more attention, saw Matsuda’s back, which was already quite far away.
It seems like it’s been a long time since I saw Matsuda walking without a car.
Seeing her wide back again makes my body feel warm.
Miyuki approached him at a quick pace, and when she sensed that he was being attracted to her, she raised one hand while managing her facial expression to Matsuda, who was looking behind her.
“Hello.”
“What? Is it you again?”
Miyuki said, feeling a little offended by his tone of voice, which was filled with sourness.
“Do you disapprove of me?”
“That’s not true… Don’t you actually disapprove of me?”
“Well? But where are you going?”
“Home.”
“I guess you’re not meeting any friends?”
“I want to rest today.”
“Really?”
“Uh.”
“Why?”
“What?”
“Why do you want to rest?”
“If you ask me that, what should I answer? “Because I’m tired?”
“I’m tired.”
“No, this is not an answer…”
“I guess I should go home and get some rest?”
“You didn’t answer? I was just giving an example.”
“Are you sleepy?”
Matsuda’s face became absurd once again.
He was shocked by Miyuki’s strange reaction, which seemed to force him to be tired.
Miyuki tried to smile brightly, but quickly managed her expression and continued speaking.
“Bye. See you tomorrow.”
“What?”
“Didn’t you hear? Would you like to listen? “I’ll tell you again.”
“Not to me now. It’s done.”
Matsuda laughed and waved her hand as if telling her to go away
She was probably about to ask if he was hitting her tail, but it seemed like that wasn’t the right idea, and she repeated her words.
In times like this, keep to the line.
Normally, I would touch her buttocks and breasts all the time, and if something was wrong, I would immediately take off her clothes.
Still, it was nice because it felt like I was protecting something from someone who wasn’t mine.
Matsuda, who took her first step, glanced back at Miyuki and shook her head.
The current situation seemed confusing.
Miyuki giggled a little at Matsuda’s reaction and made fun of his light steps.
I knew the next event with Matsuda well.
Two days later, upon receiving an unreasonable request from a beggar, he carries the beggar on his back and enters an alley where a fancy shop is located.
Scenario 2 was causing a commotion there, and Miyuki herself discovering it.
This makes me feel like I’m playing a game.
Might be a bit fun?
**
Pretending not to be interested in Matsuda was a huge ordeal.
My eyes naturally rolled back during class, recess, and lunch, but I felt like if I continued like this, withdrawal symptoms would occur, and I would hit Matsuda before I knew it.
Even after leaving school, I felt the same way.
I was so annoyed that he didn’t go back with me that I was almost going crazy.
It’s very disturbing. Does Matsuda know that his heart is burning like this?
Miyuki looked at Matsuda with those thoughts in mind and sighed deeply when he saw him lying face down on the desk.
Because it seemed like he had nothing to worry about.
‘Ugh…’
It’s not that I wanted you to know my feelings, but seeing him sleeping peacefully suddenly makes me want to make him study.
Matsuda comes with a beggar. I’ll just have to skip this event and get closer quickly and then start interfering with each and every thing.
Miyuki, who repeated her resolve in her mind, got up from her seat to greet the students as the teacher entered the classroom.
Miyuki, who endured and endured while sneaking a peek at Matsuda, ran into a difficult situation on the evening of the event.
‘Why aren’t you coming…?’
I was waiting for Matsuda while wandering around the fancy shops in every corner of the alley, because I couldn’t even see him without a nose.
Miyuki became nervous and looked at the time while biting his nails.
He definitely should have been gone by this time.
It was normal to drop off a beggar, fight with him, and then give him money and send him off.
But look at the situation now. The street is very quiet.
There was absolutely nothing like the beggar and Matsuda shouting.
Did the scenario change because he wanted to meet Matsuda alone and broke his plans with her friends?
Like the butterfly effect?
If you think about it that way, there was nothing strange about this situation.
Miyuki became nervous and walked quickly, searching every nook and cranny of the alley, and when she still couldn’t find Matsuda or the beggar, she came out into the street.
‘There are too many…!’
It’s crowded with people.
Finding Matsuda here is literally like looking for a needle in the desert.
Should I just go back and wait for Matsuda to come?
When Miyuki was thinking like that,
“Hey! “Why don’t we do some harm to the poor beggar?”
Amid the noise of the crowd, the voice of someone begging was heard.
Miyuki’s eyes lit up when she heard that.
‘That person is definitely…’
It’s been a while, so I don’t remember much, but looking at the coercive tone and the content, it seemed like it was the beggar who was with Matsuda.
Of course, it seems like there are a few beggars here, but for some reason, I felt like it was a beggar I knew.
But isn’t it useless for her to ask if Matsuda and the beggar have never met?
Is there any reason to talk?
No. It would be much better than not asking.
Even if she wasn’t the person she was looking for, it is possible that she saw Matsuda because he was a beggar walking around the streets asking for alms.
Even if she only passed by for a moment, Matsuda will remember her because of her clear features, good looks, and height.
With that in mind, Miyuki walked quickly and, seeing the beggar clenching his tongue at people who refused to give him money, he cautiously called out to him.
“Hey… Hello, mister?”
“Huh? “Are you a true lady?”
“Oh, thank you. “I have something to ask you. Do you have a moment?”
“Okay? “I have something to ask you?”
“Yes. I’m looking for someone. He was over 185 cm tall, had slightly tanned skin, and was handsome like a man. He looks a little fierce, and the hair color and length…”
While Matsuda was talking about his facial expressions, a beggar held out an empty can to Miyuki.
It means to do the right thing first.
Thinking that the beggar’s interested look was very suspicious, Miyuki took out a few coins from the rabbit-patterned coin purse and put them into the money box.
Jinglang-!
The cheerful sound of one 500 yen bill and five 100 yen bills hitting together.
The beggar’s mouth opened wide as he checked the money container.
“You give me this much?”
‘Oh.’
I thought she gave me six 100 yen bills, but there were 500 yen mixed in.
It wouldn’t have been a waste if the beggar had seen Matsuda, but if not, she felt somehow caught up.
“I want to give you more, but this is all I have…”
“The jingling sound keeps coming out?”
“Oh, two 10 yen pieces.”
“Then should I add that too?”
He is a very greedy person.
Even though I am on the receiving end, I am reluctant to be hostile because he is overbearing, but let’s consider it a good thing.
Miyuki, who thought she knew why the beggar’s bucket was empty, became worried when he checked the money and smiled brightly.
What if I say I don’t know?
What if I just keep his mouth shut until he gives me more money?
Just as I was thinking about that, the beggar pointed to a small bridge over a river in the distance.
“If it was a handsome young man, over 185 cm tall, fierce-looking, and with slightly tanned skin, he would have gone in that direction?”
“Oh, really?”
“Are you coming?”
“When did you go?”
“It hasn’t been long. “About five minutes ago?”
I waited in the alley for well over 5 minutes, but something must have gone wrong.
“It’s quite a distance away. How did you know I went there?”
“It seemed like a day when I was young, so I followed him to beg for alms.”
Matsuda resembles a beggar from his youth?
Even if you say it nicely, the sky… No, the difference is as big as the universe and the earth?
Even if she washes and shaves thoroughly, she can’t even match Matsuda’s claws when it comes to her appearance, so what kind of ridiculous bravado…
“I don’t like the look in your eyes.”
Meaningful words from a beggar who seemed to have read his own thoughts.
Miyuki shrugged her shoulders and apologized obediently.
“Joe, I’m sorry…”
“Originally, I would have scolded you harshly, but since I gave you enough money to cover one meal, I will accept it with a generous heart.”
“Is that so?”
“Okay. It’s nice to see them working hard.”
“Yes?”
“No. Wasn’t it a quick search? Why don’t you go?”
“Yes? Oh, right. Thank you…!”
Miyuki bowed his head and quickly headed toward the bridge.
Honestly, it wasn’t reliable information.
Although the explanation was given, it was not reliable, and the bridge may have just been pointed out by the beggar.
But still, for some reason, Miyuki was confident that she would be able to meet Matsuda if she went there.
I didn’t know why. It just seemed like it.
Fighting.
As a light drizzle began to fall just then, that confidence became even stronger.
Because you are lucky when it rains.
