567 I like you the mos (1/2)

Natsuya learned that Seiji had come over to visit.

However, she didn't feel like seeing him right now. Instead, she really wanted to run away from her residence right now.

Because she felt really awkward!

Chiaki Wakaba called her and apologetically told her that their agreement was now known by Seiji…

Natsuya paused in surprise for a good moment upon hearing Chiaki's explanation. Then, she was overcome by a gigantic wave of embarrassment! It was to the point where she jumped onto her bed and rolled in her blankets for several minutes.

After the peak of her embarrassment faded, what remained was anger and complaints towards Chiaki Wakaba and Mika Uehara. Yet there was no use crying over spilled milk, and complaining about them wouldn't help the situation at all.

'How should I face him now…' Natsuya was currently feeling quite awkward.

After learning that Seiji and Shika were going to come over in order to practice cultivation, not only did she not want to see him, she even felt like running away from here… getting as far away as possible!

Seiji was feeling quite awkward right now as well.

After he accepted Mika and Chiaki, he didn't know how he should face the student council president right now.

The person who made the ”deal” was Chiaki, not Natsuya. It was impossible for even Chiaki to tell just exactly what Natsuya had been thinking.

All Seiji could do was resolve himself to be as shameless as possible while heading over to Natsuya's residence.

When he arrived, Natsuya didn't come out to greet him.

'Should I go see her at such a time?' Seiji was unsure.

He told Shika to go practice cultivation first while he remained in the main hall and sat down on the chair while making a contemplative pose.

”What's the matter, junior?” Mai asked him what was going on upon seeing him like this.

”I'm currently contemplating a very important problem.”

”What problem?”

Seiji looked towards his maid senpai.

”If I say it out loud, I might be killed.”

'By you, Houjou-senpai.'

Mai blinked upon hearing this. ”You can't even tell Milady?”

'The problem has to do with your lady!'

”Yeah… but I don't know how to say it.”

”Just say it directly. As long as it's something related to you, if you explain it properly, Milady will definitely understand.” Mai smiled.

Seiji was rendered speechless.

If only she knew the specifics of the situation, she would definitely never smile so gently while telling him this.

Still, he felt encouraged.

”I apologize to you, Senpai.”

”Why are you apologizing?”

”You'll find out in the future.”

Seiji stood up.

Seiji firmed his resolution to the maximum before he stepped forward.

Natsuya heard the sound of familiar footsteps.

'He's here he's here what to do what to do what to do…' She instantly started panicking!

When she regained her senses, she discovered that she had already locked her room and was currently hiding under her blanket, wrapping herself tightly.

A knock sounded on her door.

Natsuya hid herself under her blankets and didn't make a single sound, pretending that she wasn't there!

The small remaining remnant of logic and reason within her knew that she was acting foolishly. Still, she found it impossible to face him right now, which was why she unconsciously chose an ostrich's approach.

Seiji continued to knock and didn't receive a response. He tried to open the door but found that her room was locked.

This was the best evidence that Natsuya was inside but didn't want to show herself.

He felt that she was probably angry.

”Natsuya… I already signed the contract to enter the Bloodwine Ritual tournament.” After glancing at Natsuya's closed door for a while, he spoke up in a clear voice, ”I shall do my very best to obtain victory… no matter how you currently see me, what I want to do won't change.

”Because… I like you!”

Under the situation where he already had Mika and Chiaki, this was doubtlessly something that only a scumbag man would say.

But, these were his real feelings.

He really liked her and wanted to be together with her. These were his actual and important feelings.

No matter what happened in the future, he still wanted to at least transmit his feelings.