My Youth Love Story Can Definitely Be Finished

Bi Qigu stared dumbfounded at the truth of telling the truth to a stranger in broad daylight with a calm face beside him.

"True, what did you say..."

"It's okay, Hachiman, Ayano is her own, she won't call the police, tell her it's okay."

Mashiro gave Hikigu a thumbs up.

"Hi, hello, is this Yaoyaojiu?"

Hikiya suddenly stood up and pointed to Ayano who was holding the phone with one hand and covering his mouth with the other.

"Since this is the case, please hurry up and stop her! What if Mr. Police really comes over!"

"Besides, since you are calling the police quietly, please lower your voice! I can hear you too clearly!"

"whispering sound!"

"What are you talking about! Hey, let me tell you, you won't really call the police!"

"I wouldn't do that kind of thing! Me."

"Then don't look away, look into my eyes and talk!"

"I don't want it, anyway, you must be careful *me*me in your heart, right!"

"Who would do that kind of thing! Can you stop adding settings to me casually!"

"Puff puff puff!"

"...Hey, being cute is no longer something you should do at your age!"

"What is my age!"

Ayano looked furious, she patted the table heavily and muttered,

"Obviously I also had a time when I was popular in the whole school—"

"Also—has it happened?"

Hikigu put his hands on his chest intentionally and said,

"Does that mean it's over now? Sure enough, he became a reserve member of Obasan when he was old? Or is he already a figure of Obasan's level?"

"You..."

Ayano gritted her teeth and stared at Hikigaya.

Mashiro was sitting on the edge of Hiki Valley, watching the scene in front of him, and suddenly said,

"That's great. It seems that Hachiman and Ayano get along very well."

"Who would get along with this guy!"

"Where did you come to this conclusion from?"

Hikigaya and Ayano were furious at the same time, and after hearing what the other said, they stared at each other again. After a period of stalemate, Hikigaya moved his eyes away first, he sighed and said,

"Forget it, I didn't come all this way to argue with you."

"What, suddenly saying that makes me seem very immature... I'm obviously still a stinky brat."

Ayano grumbled dissatisfied.

"Yes, yes, anyway, compared to my age and you, Auntie, I'm just a brat."

Hikigaya curled his lips and choked Ayano.

"Ugh, auntie? Heh, heh, thanks for daring to say it!"

"Okay! You didn't invite the two of us here for dinner to say such boring things, did you?"

"I only invited Zhenbai! Please do what you want."

"People like you...forget it, I'll pay the bill myself."

Hikigaya shook his head, and decided not to care about Ayano, who disregarded his age and his own anger,

"So can we talk now? What is the purpose of calling Zhenbai here?"

"Well."

Seeing that Hikiya ignored his threat just now, Ayano showed a dejected look,

"Since you are Mashiro in Sakurasou...well,"

"guardian."

"Oh! If you are the guardian, you should know what Mabai is working with our magazine recently, right?"

"Well, I know, it's the cauliflower farm, right?"

"Yes, wait."

In the middle of speaking, Ayano suddenly stretched out her palm to Hikigaya, and then said suspiciously,

"You...should be at the same level as Zhenbai, right?"

"That's true...is there any problem?"