Cote : I Just Want to Grant Your Wish!

Chapter 670 - 670: At most, Hold hands

"Senpai, do you dislike this Koenji guy?"Amasawa Ichika frowned. "No matter how unreliable I am, I would never intentionally harm someone."

"So, Amasawa-san wouldn't do something like that, right?"

Kaoru sounded almost disappointed. "I thought it would be quite amusing—if you encountered a senior you didn't like, you could make them drop out directly."

Amasawa Ichika was about to retort but suddenly paused, a flicker of suspicion in her eyes as she wondered if Kaoru was hinting at something.

"That's your idea, Senpai! I would never do such a thing!"

As if trying to hide something, Amasawa Ichika took a bite of her parfait, her cheeks puffing out.

"Do you have someone you dislike, Senpai?"

"The only person I want to expel right now is Nagumo."

Kaoru said, "But he's been lying low lately. I suspect he's waiting for an opportunity."

"I heard you stole his girlfriend?"

Amasawa Ichika's curiosity was piqued. "Everyone says you two fought over Asahina-senpai. Is that true?"

"Didn't he approach you all?"

Kaoru smiled faintly. "Didn't you ask him directly at the time?"

"Ahaha, the atmosphere was too tense back then. I felt too awkward to ask."

Amasawa Ichika stuck out her tongue—a gesture that would seem contrived on anyone else but suited her perfectly, appearing both natural and adorable.

Perhaps this was the advantage of good looks.

"Nazuna-senpai is my girlfriend now." Kaoru replied.

Amasawa Ichika blinked, waiting for him to continue, but no further explanation came.

"That's it?"

"You'll have to pay for the rest."

"That's such a scam! You didn't even give me the beginning—how am I supposed to pay for it?"

"This is exclusive information. If it weren't for you, Amasawa-san, I wouldn't bother explaining."

Amasawa Ichika gritted her teeth.

This guy really had a way of exuding an aura that made people want to punch him.

During the entrance ceremony, he had been insufferable, and now he was even more so.

"By the way, can I ask you something?" Kaoru suddenly said, "Everyone has their own reason for applying to this school. What's yours, Amasawa-san?"

Amasawa Ichika was taken aback.

Her reason for applying to this school?

"Many people come here for further education and employment opportunities, even though it's all a lie—only Class A graduates get to enjoy those privileges. But I'm curious about your perspective, Amasawa-san."

Kaoru watched as Amasawa Ichika fell into deep thought, genuinely intrigued.

Like Ayanokoji Kiyotaka, she came from the White Room.

Despite undergoing its harsh training system, she could express emotions like a normal person.

Her earlier actions had only reinforced Kaoru's belief: this girl before him had not erased her human emotions—she was just exceptionally good at pretending.In contrast, Ayanokoji Kiyotaka was more like a robot.

Kaoru had used [Emotion Perception] on him, but the emotional fluctuations were minimal, with curiosity being the most prominent.

"My thoughts are simple, but you can't laugh when I say them."

For some reason, Amasawa Ichika's expression was serious.

"Unless I can't help it, I won't laugh."

Kaoru was even more solemn and earnest than her.

Amasawa Ichika stared straight at Kaoru with a stern face, but soon she couldn't hold back and burst into laughter.

"Senpai! You're so mean!"

Even though she was the one laughing, she inexplicably blamed Kaoru, "You did that on purpose!"

"I was prepared not to laugh, so what are you doing?"

"You look so ridiculous—let me catch my breath, hahaha!"

"..."

After a short while, Amasawa Ichika finally stopped laughing, though her pretty face flushed red, and her full chest rose and fell with her breath, exuding a somewhat captivating allure.

"Senpai, have you ever stayed in one place for a long time without ever going outside?"

"No."

"Such a straightforward answer—don't you have even a hint of sympathy in your eyes?"

"I'm just a pervert."

Amasawa Ichika felt inexplicably choked up.

Did this guy not feel ashamed but rather proud of it?

"It seems a perverted senpai like you can't understand how I feel."

Amasawa Ichika murmured gloomily, "Since I was little, it's been the same room every day. Everyone demanded that I become stronger, and if I wasn't good enough, I'd be punished. Because my parents are geniuses, as their child, I had to be a genius too."

Kaoru remained silent, but his eyes revealed a trace of sorrow.

"Your childhood must have been happy, Senpai. No one forced you to study, no one coldly ignored your acting cute."

Amasawa Ichika seemed to be talking to herself, "I'm a little envious of your lives. The outside world seems more interesting than I imagined."

"Is that why you came here—to escape that place?" Kaoru said softly.

The girl thought he didn't know about the White Room, so she spoke freely, portraying herself as a child subjected to strict parental discipline.

"This reason... must be boring, right? Like I'm just going through a rebellious phase."

Amasawa Ichika forced a smile, her eyes holding an indescribable emotion—perhaps envy, perhaps sorrow for herself.

Perhaps influenced by her, Kaoru felt the atmosphere between them grow heavy, and a faint sadness emerged in his heart.

His gaze toward her carried a hint of sympathy.

Amasawa Ichika lowered her head, her shoulders trembling, stirring a slight emotional response in him.

However, upon closer listening, a strange sound could be heard.

"Hahaha, Senpai, what's with that look? Do you really think I had such a miserable life!?"

Amasawa Ichika finally couldn't hold back and laughed uncontrollably.

Watching her laugh so heartily, Kaorusilently sipped his coffee.

"Senpai, did you think I was crying just now and were about to comfort me?"

Amasawa Ichika grinned mischievously, "How sly, you perverted senpai, trying to win my favor like that!"

Kaoru paused briefly: "So, you were lying earlier?"

"Eh, no, I was telling the truth. It's just that Senpai's imagination is too vivid!"

Amasawa Ichika didn't feel that her previous acting was deceptive at all, instead, she looked at Kaoru with a cheerful grin.

"Although I'm a pervert, right now I really hope you were lying to me."

Kaoru paused briefly, "Otherwise, I would genuinely pity you."

Amasawa Ichika's smile froze, perhaps not expecting to hear such a response.

"I truly can't understand your feelings, but if it were me, I wouldn't willingly endure that kind of life."

Kaoru said, "No matter how difficult it is, I would definitely escape. My life can't be controlled by others, and my time can't be wasted in such a place."

As he spoke, he glanced at Amasawa Ichika.

Her acting skills were excellent—she could deceive others, but he hoped she wouldn't end up deceiving herself.

In truth, Kaoru was willing to let her deceive him once, just hoping she wouldn't shed tears afterward.

Amasawa Ichika stood frozen in place, and Kaoru could even sense her flustered state.