Stealing Spree

Ohori-senpai realizing that my involvement is because of Aoi was something I predicted.

In the first place, I didn’t think it was wise to start right away when the girl had just been devastated by what she witnessed. She might be mentally weak but her determination to stay with the guy remained steadfast.

That’s how hopeless she was in a different sense than her earlier hopelessness.

Anyway, I kept a straight face with her declaration and simply nodded.

“No. I’m not someone who gives up easily, senpai. You’ll probably hate me in the long run.” I started. “To tell you the truth, I decided to pull you away from your relationship. And no, this is my decision, not Aoi’s.”

“Pull me away. Who gave you the right to do that?”

“No one. Let’s just say, it’s my whim. You’re wasting your tears on a guy like that.”

“It’s my tears, not yours, get it? Alright, looking at that confident smug of yours, how certain are you to accomplish that?”

Surprisingly, I noticed a hint of amusement and challenge in her tone. Looks like my nonchalant attitude tickled her original unruly and playful self.

I put a hand on my chin and acted like I was calculating when in fact, I was watching the changes in her.

As I expected, that brief return of the old Ohori-senpai disappeared completely.

I stopped my act and answered “Fifty percent, I guess? I’m the type who knows when to back down if it’s truly impossible after all.”

“Then save your time and back down right away. It’s my relationship. I chose to be in it. I’m grateful for Aoi to always be there for me but you, I don’t need a meddlesome guy like you.” She retracted her finger and inched away from me. She didn’t want to talk to me anymore.

Obviously, I wouldn’t let it end like this. I squeezed to her side once more and said, “Unfortunately, I can’t do that, senpai. Not when I already decided what I wanted to do. By the way, can I get your number?”

“What did I just tell you? Stop this already, Onoda.” Exasperated at my persistence, Ohori-senpai cupped her fists. She’s holding herself back from truly raging at me.

“Oh. Never mind. I can just ask Aoi for it.”

As soon as I said that, I turned to the girl I mentioned. Even before I could ask her for Ohori-senpai’s number, I saw Aoi grinning at me while raising her phone. On the screen, it showed that she had successfully sent Ohori-senpai’s contact details to me.

Her email, her number, and her social media handles.

How efficient. And using what she just sent. I dialed the number. Sent an email and added her on social media.

“…”

Hearing the consecutive vibrations and their accompanying ringtones, Ohori-senpai was speechless.

She bent forward slightly to see Aoi but the girl already returned to the window side, acting as though she was unrelated to what had just happened.

“That bitc—" Still containing her anger, Ohori-senpai stopped herself from finishing it. She tried standing up to switch seats but gave up halfway.

As for the reason, I had no idea. She probably felt that it was pointless to confront Aoi anymore.

After sighing in annoyance, Ohori-senpai glared at me, her brows clashing and her eyes narrowed to the point that I was wondering if she could still see from it.

Well, it’s Ohori-senpai and I had long been immune to various kinds of glares.

“Glaring at me like that was useless, senpai. I have a thicker face than your boyfriend. Even if your eyes can materialize daggers to stab me, it will only bounce off of my thick skin.” I smirked at her before I copied her. Fixing my sitting position to comfortably rest my back.

Nonetheless, I remained as close to her as possible. Inhaling her womanly fragrance that slowly wafted to my nose.

In this way, the initial attempt to make a connection with her was more or less successful.

That’s enough for today.

A few minutes later, we dropped her off in front of her house while Aoi and I spent some time together before sending her home as well and checking briefly meeting up with Ria at that park near their houses.

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“Auntie, you didn’t have to trouble yourself in picking me up.”

As soon as I left the train station near Mina’s house, Auntie Yayoi who was driving her car honked at me.

“That’s a bit too late to say, Onoda-kun. Just put on your seatbelt. Mii-chan is looking forward to this day. I’m certain you don’t want her to wait.”

“If you say it like that…”

To not become the center of attention, I had no choice but to get in.

“There good boy.” Auntie Yayoi laughed and patted my head like I was her son.

Well, technically, I would be her son-in-law when I married Mina. I guess I’ll let this pass.

Since it’s nearby, it only took less than five minutes to arrive in front of their house.

“Oh. By the way, Onoda-kun. That kind of style looked better on you. Let me polish that, what do you say?” Before getting out of the car, Auntie Yayoi reached for my hair again, her fingers digging into it before brushing it gently. Her lips produced a small smile as she did that a few times.

It's comfortable but at the same time, a little embarrassing to be treated like this. She’s not my mother but her motherly vibes were overwhelming.

“Uh… You’re the expert and I’m getting a free haircut. I don’t have any problem with it.”

“That kind of attitude is not good, Onoda-kun. You know yourself best. I may be an expert at hair grooming but the eventual fate and its growth still lie with you. I suggested it for you to think about, not to agree immediately with me.”

“I see. Thank you, Auntie. I’ll think about it carefully.”

“Great… Let’s get off.”

Well, she’s right on those words. It’s still my decision what I do to my hair. She’s only going to assist me with it.

Although my girls love my original undecorated hairstyle that was only assisted by my shampoo and conditioner to be smooth flowing and not disheveled, they all showed pleasant reactions upon seeing me in a different one.

The key phrase that I have to remember is to become more presentable for my girls. Even if they couldn’t brag to the other people that I’m their boyfriend, they would probably love it to see me with a refreshing look.

“Mhm… I wanna see how they will react once I’m done having a makeover.” I silently muttered as I followed Auntie Yayoi to their house

Upon opening the door, the first thing I noticed was Mina quietly working in the kitchen followed by the fragrant aroma of tea and sweets.

The girl raised her head. When our gazes met, Mina smiled beautifully. She put down what she was doing and walked over to welcome us back.

I lifted my hand to my front which the girl bashfully took before letting herself be pulled by me.

Upon seeing that, Auntie Yayoi pouted. “Mii-chan. I’ll be jealous if you only welcome Onoda-kun.”

With her cheeks slowly turning rosy, Mina retorted, “Ugh. Lay-off mom, you also live here. Besides, picking him up didn’t even take half an hour.”

Shocked at her daughter’s retort, Auntie Yayoi turned to me and asked. “Onoda-kun, what do you think? Is my Mii-chan in her rebellious phase?”

“Auntie, you’re overreacting. I think Mina just missed me a lot.” I answered before shamelessly hugging her daughter tightly in front of her.

The mother and daughter were speechless.