Haruko walked over unhurriedly. The moment she opened the door, she saw Sento standing directly in front of her, his aura like a muffled thunder, immensely oppressive.
1.66-meter Ichiko was certainly no match for 1.86-meter Sento.
Haruko truly had to tilt her head back to see Sento's expression.
"Haruko?"
Sento looked down at the cute little face without any makeup, and the words he had originally planned to say in anger now carried a hint of surprise.
Although Haruko had brought water during the last basketball game, Sento had never given her a proper look.
In today's society where appearance matters, this face, enhanced by delicate soft candy, had a radiant glow to its skin, making Sento momentarily unsure if this person was the same one he knew.
And Haruko showed no intention of hiding anything; instead, she gave Sento a happy smile, "I saw you from upstairs just now. Come in."
The Intermediate Acting skill quietly activated.
Sento frowned and stepped inside, not even changing his shoes, and just stood in the entryway, staring intently at Haruko, "Are you Haruko?"
"It's me."
Haruko nodded with a smile.
If this smile were directed at Inari, that cynical and arrogant Young Master would probably have already been manipulated.
But in Sento's eyes, it looked like mockery.
With a 'whoosh', his temper flared up.
He stepped forward, leaned down, and glared angrily, "You, what kind of bewitching potion did you give Ichiko!"
However, Haruko's smile didn't fade, and she didn't even flicker her eyes, "Sento, what do you mean by this?"
"Heh!" Sento sneered, "After targeting Ichiko for several months and repeatedly disrupting my relationship with her, you suddenly claim to have repented. Only that idiot would believe you because of a memory filter. Do you think you can fool me?"
"Do you really think I wouldn't dare touch you just because Ichiko speaks up for you?!"
Sento extended a hand, slowly clenching it into a fist starting from his little finger, and stared into Haruko's crimson eyes, saying word by word, "This is my final warning to you. If you dare to appear in front of me and Ichiko again, I have plenty of ways to make you disappear!"
As the president and Young Master of a large family, causing Haruko to have an accident was incredibly simple.
He hadn't done anything to Haruko until now because of Ichiko's protection.
But Haruko's pushing her luck had already touched his bottom line!
The imposing presence of a superior was unleashed without reservation. He wanted to see the same fear and panic on Haruko's face as before, to break her disguise.
But after he finished speaking, Haruko didn't even blink.
However, her gaze gradually turned cold, the normal person expression shown by Intermediate Acting slowly receding, "Don't."
"What did you say?"
Haruko narrowed her eyes, "I said, I refuse!"
With a 'whoosh', Sento's raised hand quickly reached out and grabbed Haruko.
In just an instant, he clamped down on her neck and effortlessly lifted her into the air.
Unable to touch the ground, Haruko's face turned slightly red as her breathing became difficult.
But there was still no fear or panic on her face; instead, her smile became increasingly twisted, "Sento, if you have the guts, choke me to death right here!"
Sento's hand tightened slightly, his expression rapidly changed, and finally, he threw Haruko to the ground, "What happens between me and Ichiko is none of your business to interfere with!"
"I think you are..."
Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Haruko.
"Why can't I interfere?"
Haruko coughed twice, covering her neck as she got up from the ground, her crimson eyes fixed on Sento.
She was like a cornered beast in despair, gasping for breath, the twisted and terrifying smile on her cute face looking so out of place.
She was like a yandere now.
It was just that her crimson pupils, which should have glowed red, weren't emitting light, making it feel like something was missing. She had the aura but lacked a certain essence.
But Sento was still stunned by Haruko's roar-like words, his eyebrows tightly furrowed, "I told you, it's impossible for me to like someone like you. Hindering me and Ichiko like this will only make me hate you more!"
His tone wasn't as aggressive as before.
Anyone could tell that Haruko's state was off.
This guy said that... he likes me to this extent?
However, Haruko burst into laughter, her voice gradually becoming manic, "Right! It doesn't matter if you like me or not, I never expected you to like me, but Ichiko is different!"
"Only her, you are not allowed!"
Haruko roared, as if suddenly remembering something, and paused for a moment, "That's right, now is a good opportunity."
Clearly, her madness had scared Sento. This Young Master, who had seen many things, had a bad premonition in his heart, and his scalp tingled slightly.
He subconsciously took a step back, "What exactly are you talking about?"
Haruko tilted her head and smiled, gradually bringing out the hand she had kept behind her back.
What she held in her hand was an exquisite fruit knife.
"Sento!" Haruko's voice held a hint of forced hatred, "How about you stay here forever? That way, you'll never be able to get close to Ichiko."
She stood in place, slightly bent at the waist, looking ready to charge.
Sento reacted quickly, instantly adopting a defensive stance.
But...
Haruko didn't charge forward immediately.
She anxiously shouted to the System in her heart, "Kai, my current performance should be very angry, where's the blackening, where's the blackening? I should be acting very blackened now, activate the skill for me, otherwise, I can't beat Sento!"
Unexpectedly, the System didn't respond to Haruko.
For a moment, she had built up her momentum, but now she was stuck, neither advancing nor retreating.
Finally, Haruko gritted her teeth and continued to use the remaining heat of her acting.
"Sento, you stay here!"
Haruko charged forward dramatically. As soon as she got close to Sento, before she could stab, her attack was easily blocked by him.
At the same time, he kept cursing angrily, "Haruko, are you crazy!"
"Yes, I'm crazy. I'll cut off your hands and feet so you can't take a single step out of this house. That way, you won't be able to get close to Ichiko anymore!" Haruko trembled as she tried to exert force. She wanted to fake anger and then blacken, but found that the System's skill hadn't successfully triggered.
With a gentle push, she stumbled back several steps.
Haruko wasn't quite sure what was happening. She could trigger the blackening skill when facing Shin, so why did it fail when facing the even more disliked Sento?
She wanted to try again.
But as soon as she took a step, her left foot tripped over her right.
She fell flat on the ground.
The small knife also flew out of her hand.
Coincidentally, no matter how Haruko swung the knife, she couldn't touch Sento, but now that the small knife flew out, it just happened to stab him in the thigh.
The face of this gloomy Young Master immediately showed a twisted expression of pain.
With the plan deviating, Haruko's face couldn't help but stiffen slightly.
The System wasn't being helpful; this time, she was truly powerless.
She originally wanted to play the yandere, then blacken, and even if she couldn't keep Sento here forever, she wanted to make him afraid of her.
But where is my acting that even Shin couldn't see through, where is my blackening with tenfold combat power?
Kai, come out and save me, your skill isn't working!
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