All the Heroines are my Ex-girlfriends

Chapter 69: Kasumi-sensei, where are your tights?

Yukima Azuma sat down at the table in the store's office, holding his forehead with his hand.

The staff quickly ran off to get a mirror, medical supplies, and other necessary items.

Yukima Azuma took the mirror and glanced at himself briefly.

As expected.

The problem wasn't serious.

It was just a small scratch that had torn the skin.

All it needed was to be disinfected with some alcohol, and then a band-aid could fix it.

"Do you need to go to the hospital?"

A staff member asked.

Yukima Azuma shook his head.

"No need."

He then picked up the alcohol bottle beside him, poured some onto a cotton ball, and began wiping the blood and the wound on his forehead.

The sight made the nearby staff members grimace.

Machida Sonoko just happened to run in.

Upon seeing Yukima Azuma's actions, her face couldn't help but scrunch up.

She rushed over, snatched the items from Yukima Azuma's hands.

Then, she carefully began treating the wound for him.

Trying to be as gentle as possible with her movements.

After cleaning the wound, she applied medicine to stop the bleeding and aid in recovery.

Finally, she placed a large band-aid on it.

After everything was done,

Machida Sonoko, just like Yukima Azuma, sat on the table next to him.

"Thank you."

"But excuse me, who are you?"

Yukima Azuma had been somewhat curious about the identity of the grown woman in front of him.

"I am Machida Sonoko, the person in charge of Kasumi…"

Before she could finish her sentence, Yukima Azuma cut in.

"You're the editor of senpai, right? I've often heard her mention you. Thank you so much for taking care of senpai all these years."

Machida Sonoko froze for a moment.

Then, she helplessly held her forehead.

Wasn't that her line?

"I should be the one thanking you. I've been with Kasumi-sensei for a long time."

"This signing event is very important for Kasumi-sensei. If anything goes wrong, it could all fall apart."

Fujikawa Publishing House had invested a lot of resources to promote Kasumigaoka and Volume 4 of The Metronome in Love.

Its famous had increased significantly.

If everything went smoothly, with the quality of Volume 4, it would definitely exceed expectations.

But if something went wrong...

That huge amount of attention could turn into a double-edged sword.

Yukima Azuma was not only Kasumigaoka's benefactor, but also the benefactor of Fujikawa Publishing House.

"To be honest, when I read the manuscript for The Metronome in Love, I once scolded you as a scumbag."

Leaning against the wall, Machida Sonoko looked up at the ceiling.

Yukima Azuma could only smile bitterly.

Volume 2 of The Metronome in Love was full of resentment that Kasumigaoka had poured into it.

Anyone who didn't know the background and read it would think they had come across a terrible man.

"At that time, I even felt sorry for Kasumi-sensei, as if you had deceived her."

"But now I understand, you really are someone worthy, someone good enough to make Kasumi-sensei always remember and never forget."

"So, after thanking you, I also need to apologize to you."

Machida Sonoko bowed her head and apologized to Yukima Azuma.

"Instead, did senpai ever badmouth me? Honestly answer, I'll let it go if that's the case."

Yukima Azuma said with a smile.

Machida Sonoko froze for a moment, then understood.

Yukima Azuma was offering her an out in this situation.

"I wouldn't go around tattling."

Machida Sonoko snorted lightly.

But after glancing at Yukima Azuma, she added:

"But in return, I'll keep an eye on Kasumi-sensei and make sure no one else gets too close to her."

This was an unexpected delight for Yukima Azuma.

Although Kasumigaoka Utaha always kept her distance from others,

Because of her beauty,

She inevitably attracted the attention of unscrupulous people, which, in fact, caused Kasumigaoka Utaha a lot of headaches.

Machida Sonoko's willingness to help was truly a good thing.

While they were talking, the office door suddenly swung open.

Kasumigaoka Utaha stormed in.

At some point, time had quietly passed, and the signing event had come to an end.

Seeing this, Machida Sonoko immediately made a decisive move to step outside.

She didn't want to become the "third wheel" for the two of them.

As Kasumigaoka's editor and close friend, she fully approved of this couple.

Lock him down!

....

The office door closed.

Kasumigaoka Utaha stormed in with an imposing presence.

Her wine-red eyes were misty with tears.

Her pale, slender hands were clenched tightly, not loosening.

Even her body was trembling slightly.

She clearly looked extremely angry.

Seeing this, Yukima Azuma immediately panicked.

"Senpai... I…"

He was about to explain a few things.

But Kasumigaoka Utaha rushed forward.

She bit down hard on Yukima Azuma's lip.

Cutting off any words he was about to say.

Feeling the softness and moisture from her lips,

Yukima Azuma's eyes widened.

Was he being forcibly kissed!?

Not only that...

Kasumigaoka Utaha still pushed Yukima Azuma back strongly, causing him to fall onto the table.

Both of them lay down on the long table.

The kiss lasted for a long time.

The kiss lasted so long that Yukima Azuma had a "reaction" like a high school boy.

Something raising but not the shield hero.

Kasumigaoka Utaha only stopped when the oxygen in her lungs was completely gone.

She lifted her head, breathing heavily.

That sound... definitely had some lewd.

In the confined space of the office, the atmosphere became filled with a pink hue.

"Are you... okay?"

After barely being able to speak, Kasumigaoka Utaha softly asked.

"Shouldn't you ask that before forcing a kiss?"

Yukima Azuma said with a mix of helplessness and amusement.

If you were worried about me, why did you rush in and kiss me first?

"You clearly look fine, and on top of that, you're worried about the autograph session!"

Kasumigaoka Utaha gritted her teeth, speaking in a tone full of resentment.

Yukima Azuma wrapped his arm around Kasumigaoka's neck, pulling her closer.

This position—her on top and him below—seemed a little odd, but when the person on top was a strong senpai like Kasumigaoka, it felt entirely appropriate.

"Because I know, senpai loves literature and values her role as a light novel author."

"So, the autograph session is important, because it's the work senpai loves."

"If it weren't like that, I would have been crying and causing a scene, begging senpai to stay with me and not go anywhere."

Yukima Azuma pointed to the wound on his forehead.

"It really hurts!"

Upon hearing this, Kasumigaoka Utaha paused for a moment.

Since their separation, he had changed so much.

He had gone from not knowing how to cook to becoming a skilled chef.

His literary talent had advanced further.

His ability to "read the air" had reached a new level.

Even the skill he once lacked—understanding the psychology of girls—he now mastered frighteningly well.

But there was one thing that hadn't changed.

That was the care and respect he always gave her.

Caring about everything about her.

Respecting everything she loved and chose.

This was why, back then, she couldn't help but fall for the young man with an appearance only somewhat "acceptable".

She had been enamored with him all this time.

She had once written works full of resentment after he left.

And she had once regained her ability to breathe life into characters upon meeting him again.

Kasumigaoka Utaha had long been in love with the man before her, a love that was beyond saving.

Because she didn't know how to refute Yukima Azuma, Kasumigaoka Utaha chose to deal with the situation in a very childish way.

She pressed her soft, red lips against the wound on Yukima Azuma's forehead.

She gently blew on it, just like adults do when taking care of children, saying innocently, "Blow away the pain."

But at that moment, Yukima Azuma could clearly hear his heart beating faster.

Kasumigaoka Utaha's smooth, white neck was right in front of his eyes, with her perfect collarbone clearly visible in his line of sight.

However, compared to the visual stimulation, his heart was shaking even more intensely.

Kasumigaoka Utaha, so proud, had come here to "blow" for him.

Just thinking about this was enough to make him feel like he was dreaming.

"Considering your ridiculous performance earlier, I've decided to reuse the old nickname: 'Kodoku-kun.'" (lonely-kun)

It was a teasing nickname that Kasumigaoka Utaha used to call Yukima Azuma when they were still in love.

The nickname had two layers of meaning.

The first meaning was related to the work that had brought them together, Hard-Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World.

The protagonist in the story is someone whose consciousness is separated from reality and placed into a virtual world created by a computer.

This person believes himself to be the last survivor in the "End of the World" in reality.

The implication was of a self-satisfied fool.

The second meaning came from Yukima Azuma's gaze at the time, one always filled with loneliness.

As though he were completely lost in this world, living isolated.

No family bonds tied him down, nor friends or any illusory figures.

The implication was: If anyone calls you lonely, it means you're not truly lonely after all.

"Yes, Utaha-senpai."

Yukima Azuma replied gently with a smile.

Unable to bear Yukima Azuma smug expression, Kasumigaoka Utaha bit his lip once more.

Back when they were in love...

She had often been forced into kisses by Yukima Azuma.

During those humiliating times, now vengeance will be her!

...

It seemed to be a habit.

Kasumigaoka Utaha's fingers gently slid down.

Until they unexpectedly stopped at a point.

Because they were blocked.

Kasumigaoka Utaha paused for a moment, then immediately grinned mischievously.

"Azuma-kun, looks like the answer to that question from before has been revealed."

The corner of Yukima Azuma's mouth twitched slightly.

Kasumigaoka Utaha was referring to a question she had asked when she moved into the apartment.

It really didn't seem like something a high school boy would do. Could it be that ex-boyfriend-kun really had an unspeakable secret?

At that time, Yukima Azuma had just calmly looked back.

Making Kasumigaoka Utaha feel embarrassed and unwilling to admit it.

But in the current situation…

Yukima Azuma couldn't maintain the same calm expression from before.

He could only say that Kasumigaoka Utaha had a very strong sense of vengeance.

The type of person who keeps track of every debt in a small notebook.

And when it's time to argue, brings it all up.

Luckily, once Kasumigaoka Utaha resolves her old debts, she never brings them up again.

Moreover, with her speed of revenge, her little notebook no longer has many debts left to uncover.

"So, how about it? Beg me, and I'll help Azuma-kun solve the troubles of a high school boy."

Kasumigaoka Utaha whispered in Yukima Azuma's ear.

Her breath brushed against his earlobe.

The destructive power was terrifying.

"How about using your hands? Or would using your feet be better? That's right, the tights from the other day, Azuma-kun really didn't use them, did he?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha once again carried out her revenge.

Clearly, he had taken off the tights.

In the end, all he did was cover her with a blanket?

You aren't human!

Yukima Azuma was speechless.

All that could be said was, as expected of Kasumigaoka-senpai.

A master of showing maturity, her "driving" skills were extremely proficient.

The wheel ruthlessly ran over Yukima Azuma's face.

...

Machida Sonoko stood waiting not far outside the office, for about an hour.

Finally, the two of them came out.

But Machida Sonoko understood.

After all, they were high school students, chatting for a while was normal.

But!

"Kasumi Utaha-sensei, where are your tights?"

Machida Sonoko asked with suspicion.

Kasumigaoka Utaha turned away, casually wiping the corner of her mouth discreetly.

"When I was sitting at the desk earlier, they got caught on a nail in the corner of the desk and tore, so I threw them away."

Although this explanation was quite reasonable.

Machida Sonoko still felt deep suspicion!