The Delinquent Student is the Savior of the World

*BANG*

The sound of the door closing made Yotsuba shiver. She immediately glanced at Haruto and saw that he wasn't showing any strange smiles or lunging at her. She quietly felt relieved.

Haruto raised his eyes: "What are you thinking?"

For some reason, he felt offended.

"I-I'm not thinking about anything."

Yotsuba shook her head quickly, with deep sadness in her eyes.

She didn't want to be too nervous.

The key was that Haruto was becoming increasingly excessive now, and he was taking the initiative to visit, as if he thought she had agreed to let him bully her.

She had just returned home normally; how did things end up like this!

Haruto thought for a moment and reassured her: "Don't be nervous, Yoruha is still at home, so I won't disturb you."

Yotsuba felt embarrassed and angry: "Kuromori-san, don't talk!"

"I refuse."

Haruto bent down, took off the shoes, handed them to her, and said, "This pair is for you. These sandals have been washed and dried, and they are very clean."

"Oh~"

Yotsuba responded softly. These sandals were the ones she wore last time.

She also didn't expect Haruto to be so considerate.

This actually eased her nervousness. Plus, with Yoruha around, she shouldn't be disturbed, right?

But Yotsuba didn't know that if Haruto really wanted to disturb her, Yoruha would just help hold her hands and feet!

Yotsuba changed her shoes, and after doing so, she got up and walked to the living room.

When she went to the Nakano house, Haruto noticed that Yotsuba was the one who always organized the shoes at the entrance.

To be honest, among the quintuplets, Yotsuba was the most diligent.

Haruto shifted his gaze and walked toward the kitchen: "Yotsuba, please sit for a moment."

"Um."

Yotsuba responded and sat up straight on the sofa.

In the kitchen.

At this moment, Yoruha was holding a kitchen knife, tilting her head, and staring intently at the round fish on the cutting board, seemingly grappling with something.

If Haruto saw it correctly, it was definitely a pufferfish.

Haruto couldn't help but ask: "Yoruha, do you know how to handle pufferfish?"

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Seeing her blank expression, Haruto felt he had asked a stupid question.

He sighed: "Yoruha, let's leave the pufferfish for now and wait until later. Let's make another dish for dinner tonight."

There was no doubt that this pufferfish wasn't bought but rather caught somewhere every night.

Maybe Yoruha saw on TV that pufferfish were delicious, so she went out to catch one?

"Um."

Yoruha reached out and poked the pufferfish gently, then tilted her head and looked at it: "Master, if you poke it, will it explode?"

"It won't."

"Why?"

"Because…"

Haruto briefly explained, pulling out the ingredients needed for dinner tonight, then said: "Yotsuba is here, Yoruha, you handle the ingredients first, and I'll come to help you later."

"Um."

Haruto took two bottles of drinks and came out of the kitchen, handing one bottle to Yotsuba: "Yotsuba, here's a drink."

"Thank you."

Yotsuba thanked him and then reached out to take the drink.

Haruto sat beside her, turned on the TV, and casually said: "So, you're not nervous anymore?"

"I'm not nervous at all."

Yotsuba replied unconvincingly.

"Just relax, don't be nervous."

Haruto took out a book: "Come here right away, just in time, let me check your progress during this period."

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Time passed.

In the blink of an eye, the vast dusk enveloped the earth.

Yotsuba hung up the phone, saw Haruto turn around, and whispered: "I've informed Ichika and the others, Kuromori-san."

Feeling a bit worried, Yotsuba finally decided to stay. Although the other sisters were surprised by this, they expressed their support one by one. If it wasn't too late, they might come right away.

Haruto shifted his gaze: "Then come and continue studying."

However, not long after, Yotsuba yawned, and a sleepy expression appeared on her face.

Realizing this, Haruto said: "That's enough for today, Yotsuba, go take a shower."

Yotsuba woke up early every day. Not only did she have to attend club practice in the morning, but she also had to join practice after school in the afternoon; she was actually very tired.

She just enjoyed working hard and making progress in the club, and she didn't want to worry anyone, so she never showed it.

"Kuromori-san, then I'll go."

"Um."

Yotsuba took her clothes from Yoruha and walked to the bathroom.

In the hot water bath, Yotsuba suddenly realized.

When did her nervousness decrease completely, and even bathing in that boy's house become a normal thing?

"Huft~"

Yotsuba sighed, lifted her hand, and gently patted her hot cheek, murmuring: "I came here just because I was worried about Kuromori-san, that's all."

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The time had shown 11 PM.

Haruto turned off the TV and turned to see Yotsuba leaning on Yoruha, already asleep with her eyes closed.

He sighed helplessly, stood up, gently lifted her, and then walked toward Yoruha's room.

Upon entering the room, he laid Yotsuba on the bed and tucked her in. Haruto looked at her calmly. After a moment, he sighed, got up, and left.

But at that moment, a hand grabbed his wrist.

Haruto looked at her unconsciously.

Yotsuba kept her eyes closed, as if she were sleeping.

But that hand held him tightly.

Haruto didn't complain this time, and his eyes gradually softened.

He knelt down, reached out, and touched Yotsuba's smooth and soft cheek, then gently squeezed it.

"Idiot, I promise, I'll be back soon." After saying that, his gaze fell on her puckered pink lips, and then he leaned down and touched her soft cherry-like lips.

Yotsuba gasped, her heartbeat suddenly skyrocketing, and a pair of hands unconsciously grasped his wrist and the sheets.

Yet she still didn't open her eyes and didn't reject anything. Seeing this, Haruto still didn't understand what it meant.

If she didn't resist, wasn't that just consent?

Yoruha appeared at the door, watching the two kiss without blinking, with a hint of doubt on her face.

She didn't understand why Yotsuba was pretending to sleep when she was already awake. If she were asleep, she wouldn't take the initiative to open her mouth, right?

It was incomprehensible.

After a moment, Yoruha quietly left.

Inside the room.

Haruto lifted his head, looking at Yotsuba who was breathing quickly, and gently said: "Now, do you know how dangerous it is to run to a boy's house alone?"