Chapter 475: Chapter 467: It’s Impossible to Take Action
In the Calligraphy Club’s activity room, Tsukimi Sakurazawa held a pen, putting on an extremely serious and focused expression. The rice paper on the table was unstained with ink, completely blank. The girl lingered for a while, seeming to feel uninspired, and suddenly, looking dejected, slumped exhaustedly onto the table.
"Why do we have to submit the club activity report again... If only I could stop writing after finishing the serialization of "Demon King Shirakawa’s Harem Handbook,"..."
It had been a week since they returned from the forest school, and most of Neon High School’s winter break was in mid-to-late December. Judging by the timeline, there were less than three weeks until Akihisa High School’s winter break started.
The lazy girl said with a face full of regret, "Sakurazawa-chan, please don’t bring up my sad affairs... You don’t live with Shirakawa, so you don’t understand."
"Which bastard from the student council leaked and got caught by Shirakawa! Damn it! If I find out who it is, I’ll kill them, no question!"
Sister Tachibana Tomoku blinked her eyes silently from the side. Ever since Shirakawa Sawahei discovered their carefree ways in the club activity report, such complaints had been going on for days. The Pure Love War God Ise Yu even shuddered upon hearing Shirakawa Sawahei’s name for two whole days and instinctively covered his backside...
"There might be a mole in the student council!" the Black Hearted Lolita said resentfully, even though she hadn’t really criticized Shirakawa Sawahei much in the activity report. Nevertheless, the old scumbag still gave her a dose of it just to ensure no offense was wasted.
The little lolita surely wouldn’t believe such nonsense. She felt the crux of the matter was probably that this guy might be retaliating because she didn’t provide any useful information when he met with her grandfather a few days ago.
The most detestable sly fellow! Why didn’t Grandpa poke him a few times secretly for me! How did this guy walk away unscathed!
Could it be that Hayakawa Kashi helped him?
The more Asano Nazuki thought about it, the angrier she got, and the angrier she got, the more she thought about it. Gradually, together with Ise Yu Yuzhijin, she transformed into an aggrieved little toad.
"There’s a mole! Is it Shirakawa’s insider? Damn it, I should have thought of this sooner!" Tsukimi Sakurazawa said rather regretfully, "By the way, where’s Shirakawa?"
"Shirakawa took a day off," the transparent presence weakly raised a hand, "he came by the activity room earlier, but you hadn’t arrived yet, Chief."
"Another day off! Is this a joke?! I’m going to report him!"
"Did Shirakawa mention the reason for his leave?"
The transparent presence blinked their pure, adorable eyes: "I didn’t ask."
"..."
"Damn Shirakawa, using Xiao Mo as his mouthpiece must be planned exactly for situations like this! Call him!"
The Black Hearted Lolita touched her chin, her small face solemn. The sly fellow had been skipping out on club activities frequently after meeting with her grandfather recently. The Black Hearted woman also seemed to be acting strangely... Could they be secretly planning something big?
Is a big event coming?
Asano Nazuki jolted, became more alert, and quickly said, "Hurry, call him now, maybe Shirakawa is facing some difficulty he’s too embarrassed to talk to us about!"
...
In a serene and elegant tea room, Shirakawa Sawahei sat upright in front of the table, quietly waiting for an unknown tea ceremony master across from him to brew a pot of fine tea.
"Please, Mr. Shirakawa."
Opposite him sat a silver-haired elder with a serious expression, none other than Hayakawa Shinsuke, the former head of the Hayakawa family. With the passage of time and experience, this elder’s sharpness had softened into a dignified presence; his whole person exuded authority without anger. He gently pushed a small cup in front of him, gesturing for Shirakawa Sawahei to taste it first.
Without hesitation, he picked up the teacup, sniffed lightly, and then took a small sip. Once the tea was finished, Hayakawa Shinsuke asked, "How is it?"
"It’s very good, but I don’t know much about tea. I can’t articulate its subtleties."
Hayakawa Shinsuke looked at him appreciatively and chuckled lightly, "To be able to say these words is already quite rare. Nowadays, many people are superficial, only able to speak grandly. If it were Asano Fūsei, Kaori and Nazuki’s father, he probably would have started bragging about the origins of tea with me."
Shirakawa Sawahei: "..."
"To accomplish anything, one must first establish oneself," Hayakawa Shinsuke lamented, "This is ancient wisdom. Steadfast, calm people can achieve wherever they go."
"Someone like Asano Fūsei is just lucky."
Shirakawa Sawahei: "..."
Why does Miss Kaori and the little lolita’s grandfather have to criticize the middle-aged Long Aotian in one sentence every three sentences? Wasn’t my answer really simple?"
"Mr. Shirakawa, I’ve been chatting with you often these days. I hope it hasn’t been affecting you."
"Not at all," Shirakawa Sawahei sincerely replied, "Talking with an elder like you, with rich life experience, has been very beneficial for me."
This was indeed the truth, although the little lolita’s grandfather had been meeting with him frequently, causing him to miss several club activities. After all, he was dealing with a former head of a large business conglomerate. There were many life experiences and perspectives on situations that were worth learning and considering.
Hayakawa Shinsuke smiled upon hearing this and said with satisfaction, "If it were Asano Fūsei, he would definitely change the topic, unwilling to acknowledge anyone as superior to him..."
Shirakawa Sawahei: "..."
For some reason, he always felt that the little lolita and the Little Arrogant’s grandfather had a pretty good impression of him, largely due to the contrast with that middle-aged Long Aotian...
In other words, no matter what type of answer he gave, Hayakawa Shinsuke had various ways of ridiculing Asano Fūsei, while showering Shirakawa Sawahei with praise.
It felt like some sort of unexpected gain... What kind of grudge exists between the middle-aged Long Aotian and Hayakawa Shinsuke?
Shirakawa Sawahei was about to say something when he hesitated. Seeing his hesitation, Hayakawa Shinsuke waved his hand and said, "Don’t worry; I’ve already mentioned, just call me Grandpa like how Kaori and Nazuki do."
"..."
Although calling a friend’s elder with the same name feels quite normal... But with the two academically gifted in his family, it somehow feels a bit strange...
"Um... Grandpa... I want to ask about that question you asked me the first time we met..."
"The one about what to do after kissing Nazuki?" Hayakawa Shinsuke took a sip of tea and smiled, "Why? Do you have a new answer?"
Shirakawa Sawahei’s face turned odd: "No. I’m just curious..."
"Curious about why I didn’t stab you then?" Hayakawa Shinsuke shook his head, sighing, "I’ve never advocated for violence and have no idea where Shirakawa would have heard such rumors about me having that impression."
"My greatest pleasure in life is drinking tea and doting on my granddaughters. If I could become a great-grandfather sooner, even better. As for raising my hand? It’s out of the question, so rest assured, Mr. Shirakawa."