Chapter 76: The bitter consequences of a hero rescuing a damsel in distress cannot produce a pure and innocent flower…

Chapter 76: The bitter consequences of a hero rescuing a damsel in distress cannot produce a pure and innocent flower…

On a cold winter street, Chika Takanashi holds a roasted sweet potato, wearing a hat and scarf, looking like a chubby little bear.

Beside her were several men in sharp suits, each of them seemingly unfazed by the cold.

"Want to run into your brother's warm embrace?" Not only did Kenji Hagiwara wear a hat, but he also wore sunglasses to conceal his identity, opening his arms to China like a playboy.

"No need, the roasted sweet potato is warm enough." Takanashi Chinatsu subconsciously squeezed her fingers; the roasted sweet potato, wrapped in a thin brown paper bag, warmed her fingers nicely.

Kenji Hagiwara immediately accused loudly, "But the roasted sweet potato was a gift for me, wasn't it? You've mashed it all into a paste!"

Matsuda Jinpei grabbed Hagiwara Kenji from behind and choked him, while Chika generously declared, "Pinch me however you like, Hagi just loves sweet potato puree."

"I won't..." Upon hearing this, Kenji Hagiwara struggled violently, but his mouth was tightly covered by Jinpei Matsuda's hand, making it impossible for him to break free.

Bourbon jokingly chimed in, "Why do you have to come to worship every year? Can't you just worship your dog at home? It's so cold, it'll make Chika feel cold too."

Scotland looked serious, but then added with a smile, "The incense burner at home is also a lunchbox, more suitable for roasting sweet potatoes."

"Pfft" "Pfft"

Every strike is fatal.

Kenji Hagiwara simply froze and remained motionless, cosplaying as a corpse under the restraints of Jinpei Matsuda.

"Hey, you guys are here early!" Date Wataru ran over from afar. Although he didn't know much about the organization, he knew about Hagiwara Kenji's situation, so he wasn't surprised to see him.

Among the several students in the same cohort, Date Wataru was the most sincere, even bringing a beautiful bouquet of bird of paradise, which brought tears to Hagiwara Kenji's eyes.

Finally freeing himself from Matsuda Jinpei's grasp, Hagiwara Kenji threw himself at his class president, crying out, "Class president, you're the best to me! You even gave me flowers. Look at the others, they didn't bring anything!"

Bourbon, Scotland, and Matsuda Jinpei were not ashamed, but rather proud, all showing expressions of self-righteousness.

Date Wataru smiled, then handed the flowers to Chinatsu, teasing Hagiwara Kenji: "These aren't for you. Beautiful flowers should be given to the most beautiful girl."

"Crash!" Kenji Hagiwara's heart shattered into pieces.

The group couldn't help but burst into laughter.

The flowers were eventually placed in front of Kenji Hagiwara's tombstone, and the roasted sweet potato was also offered as a tribute, but the sadness of previous years was no longer present.

The group chatted amongst themselves, one praising the class monitor for his rapid promotion, another teasing about Kenji Hagiwara's slow progress. They always had endless things to talk about when they got together.

Chika Takanashi stood quietly to the side, watching, her lips growing ever lighter, as if drifting up to the sky like a cloud.

Not wanting to disturb the others, Chinai decided to take a walk in the cemetery, and for a moment she felt as if she had returned to her childhood.

She had visited this cemetery before.

In an attempt to find his adoptive father's grave, the little boy, unafraid of ghosts or the desolation, lay down in front of each tombstone, carefully examining the inscriptions, but found nothing.

Yesterday's events are like yesterday's death.

Returning to this cemetery now evokes very different feelings.

"Don't move." Suddenly, a gun was pointed at China's head from behind.

The voice is hoarse, so it must be from a voice changer; it's impossible to tell if the person is male, female, young, or old.

Chinatsuka Takanashi stood still. In the past, she would have been very flustered, but after experiencing so much and making so many friends, she felt calm and not afraid at all.

Was it sent by Karasuma Renya? In fact, he didn't need to do that. Takanashi Chinatsu hadn't actually hidden away that year. If Karasuma Renya wanted to catch her, he definitely could.

“Nadalunichtokiti,” a name uttered from behind.

It was a very unfamiliar name, and a very long one at that. Takanashi Chinatsu couldn't even repeat it completely, and could only ask, "What did you say?"

"Stop pretending, I know you're from Nadunichtokiti."

A strange thought suddenly welled up in my mind: Could this not be someone sent by Karasuma Renya?

She had never heard of Nadunichtokiti.

"You guys have really got some skill in tracking me down all this time. Let me give you a gift."

With a "click," a strange collar was placed around China's neck.

The collar was cold, and Takanashi Chinatsu couldn't help but shrink her neck. She glanced down and saw a yellow and blue solution inside the collar. According to her guess... could this be a bomb?

Eight eggs? A big scene?

Are you kidding me? The organization hasn't even needed eight eggs for its missions lately!

Japan is such a strange country; where did all these messy organizations come from?

“You’ve got it wrong, I don’t know anything about Nadaunichtokitti.”

But the person behind her ignored her and walked up to Chizuru as if showing off. The bird-shaped mask on his head made Chizuru shiver.

Is the bird a crow?

Her PTSD was about to flare up.

"Karasuma Renya?" Takanashi Chika asked.

"What?" The doubt in the other person's voice seemed genuine.

Takanashi Chinatsu breathed a heavy sigh of relief. It seemed that the other party was not a member of the organization. As long as it wasn't sent by Karasuma Renya, she could rest assured.

Suddenly seized by a mischievous impulse, Takanashi Chinatsu suddenly felt like teasing the other person.

She took a step back, completely unfazed by the gunman's pointed gun, and said with a smile, "I bet your gun will jam."

The gun muzzle moved down, aimed at Takanashi Chinatsu's shoulder, and the thug pulled the trigger.

With a "clatter".

The scene fell silent, so silent that even the cold wind dared not stir.

The bandit seemed to be in a daze for a long time. When he finally came to his senses, the first thing he did was check his gun, but he couldn't find anything wrong with it.

Chinatsu's smile widened, and she pointed to the collar around her neck, saying smugly, "I bet your bomb won't go off."

Without hesitation, the bandits pressed the switch.

"Drip" "Drip" "Drip"

Unexpectedly, the timed bomb started its countdown.

Chinatsu Takanashi was startled. How did it activate? Shouldn't her luck bomb have broken?

"Fool, pay the price for your stupidity," the bandit said coldly.

"You're the one who should pay the price, Pramia." As his cold voice rang out, his fist slammed into the thug's face.

The bandit was sent flying backward, his mask falling to the side, revealing a beautiful face behind it.

Takanashi Chika watched this scene in surprise. When she saw Karasuma Renya, her first reaction was not joy, but fear, and she took a step back.

Karasuma Renya originally wanted to play the hero and then take the opportunity to get closer to the two of them, but seeing this, he had to hold back and explained to Chinatsu, "She is Pramia, a notorious international bomber."

Ignoring Pramia, Takanashi Chinatsu's gaze remained fixed on Karasuma Renya.

"Chika, I saved you," Karasuma Renya emphasized.

As if waking from a dream, Takanashi Chinatsu suddenly had the answer, pointing to the collar around her neck and saying, "Because you wanted to be a hero and save the damsel in distress, the bomb was activated."

Karasuma Renya stood there, stunned.

“You can always achieve what you want with ease, so the fact that I met Pramia and was kidnapped today is all to facilitate your heroic rescue.” She was absolutely certain; she knew all too well what a bug “luck” was, and that all of this happened to her because of Karasuma Renya.

"No, I just..."

"Trying to make me like you this way? That's impossible, Karasuma Renya."

Karasuma Renya fell silent instantly, his gaze fixed intently on Chika, his expression gradually darkening.

Pramia, who was standing to the side, couldn't take it anymore. "You two, don't treat people so casually!"

Pramia threw a grenade at Karasuma Renya.

Takanashi Chika wasn't nervous at all, and Karasuma Renya didn't even move.

As they expected, the grenade did not explode.

"Shut up." Karasuma Renya raised his gun and pulled the trigger at Pramia.

Without any suspense, Pramia was shot between the eyebrows and fell to the ground dead.

"Qianna!"

"China, how are you?"

"Karasuma Renya!"

Bourbon and his men rushed over and drew their guns, aiming them at Karasuma Renya.

Kenji Hagiwara concealed himself and quickly stood in front of Chika, but dared not attack Renya Karasuma.

Everyone was aware of Karasuma Renya's strangeness, and no one dared to make any rash moves.

"I know you don't like the organization. It casts a lot of shadows on you, doesn't it? If you want, you can destroy the organization. I won't stop you. I can even help you destroy it. Anything that makes you unhappy should not exist." Karasuma Renya stood calmly in place.

Chika Takanashi refused, saying, "No need."

"If it makes you happy..."

"Don't you understand? Karasuma Renya, it was indeed the organization that cast a shadow over me back then, but you were also the one who manipulated the entire organization. What's the use of destroying just one organization?" Takanashi Chinatsu's eyes were filled with hatred.

Karasuma Renya paused, even his breath was cut off.

He had nothing to say.

"If it weren't for your orders, would my brother and I have been kidnapped by the organization? Even though we are orphans, it would be better for us to freeze or starve to death than to suffer a fate worse than death in the organization. Why don't you understand? Karasuma Renya, we were wrong from the very beginning."

A bad start will inevitably lead to a bad result.

This is inevitable.

"The best ending for us is that you don't bother me, I don't attack you, and we never see each other again."

"You used to call me father, and you clearly liked me a lot back then. Was it because I was too old?"

"No, I was just acting back then. I wanted to kill you from beginning to end." It was impossible for Takanashi Chinatsu to have feelings for Karasuma Renya. This was not a matter of age, or rather, not just a matter of age. Pure and innocent flowers cannot bloom from evil fruit.

Karasuma Renya sighed deeply.

“Ley,” he said loudly.

Amidst everyone's shocked gazes, Lai emerged from his hiding place and walked step by step to Karasuma Renya's side.

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Author's Note: This chapter makes up for yesterday's update. There will be another chapter tonight!

This month I'll be updating 3,000 words a day. After all, this story is nearing its end, and I need time to come up with ideas for a new one.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, the next story will be titled "Did Blue Orange Wine Cause Trouble Today?" The main characters will not have a romantic pairing, as Blue Orange Wine primarily appears in Gao Qin's stories, and there may be a small amount of Gao Qin's presence in this story.