The Delinquent Student is the Savior of the World 81
Added 2024-09-07 09:55:02 +0000 UTCTitle: My Hand is Almost Broken, So I Need to Touch Your Hair to Heal It
Itsuki suddenly woke up in shock, her cheeks feeling incredibly hot.
Hadnât she said that she only wanted to focus on studying for now?
Why was she having such thoughts?
Moreover, even if she was willing, the other person might not like her in that way.
Whether it was Yuigahama or Yukino, they were both exceptional, far better than herself.
Harutoâs eyes landed on Itsukiâs face. Perhaps because he was closer, he noticed her cheeks turning red.
It felt like steam would start coming out any moment!
His gaze shifted upward and landed on Itsukiâs head.
Her ahoge (a tuft of hair sticking up) was standing straight.
It was clear that the ahoge was still bent and swaying from side to side. Maybe it had heard footsteps and became nervous?
It was incredibly unscientific.
It was just a strand of hair, so why was it moving around!
Last time, because they were short on time, Haruto didnât manage to smooth it down, and Itsuki didnât pay much attention to it. Sadly, she was simple and shy by nature, and wouldnât let anyone touch her ahoge at all.
âAs expected, I still canât resist.â
Haruto thought for a moment and reached out his hand.
He was already familiar with Itsuki, so it wasnât a big deal to touch her ahoge again.
After all, it was just hair, right?
At most, he would let Itsuki hit him to vent her anger.
However, girls are quite sensitive in certain areas, and given how close the two were, Itsuki immediately sensed Harutoâs intention as soon as he extended his hand.
Itsuki felt embarrassed, puffed up her cheeks, and glared at him.
Haruto coughed, retracted his hand, thought for a moment, and said, âItsuki, your hair is messy. How about I help you tidy it up?â
âIâm not a child, so I wonât let you! You can flick my forehead, but you canât touch my hair!â
Itsuki glared at him, feeling both embarrassed and annoyed. He was always thinking about her ahoge, even though it was just regular hair.
At that moment, the voices of two girls could be heard from the corridor.
âWhy is the rooftop door open? Thatâs strange. Is someone up there?â
âLetâs go check. If thereâs no one, weâll lock it.â
âAlright, letâs go!â
Hearing the voices, Itsukiâs heart raced.
Was that the Disciplinary Committee?
Why were they coming to the rooftop at this time?
Hearing the approaching footsteps, Itsuki felt uneasy. If it had been anyone else, she could have explained it, but if she were caught by the Disciplinary Committee...
Itsuki grabbed Harutoâs wrist and looked at him nervously.
Although she didnât say anything, her meaning was clear: âWhat should we do? Itâll be bad if we get caught.â
Whether sneaking up to the rooftop was a minor or major issue depended on how the Disciplinary Committee viewed it.
Honestly, the Disciplinary Committee and the Student Council had quite a lot of power. One managed the studentsâ daily affairs, while the other oversaw the studentsâ conduct, safety, and other issues.
Even the Student Council was monitored by the Disciplinary Committee.
Of course, if the Disciplinary Committee found out that a boy and girl were secretly meeting on the rooftop, the consequences could be serious.
However, Haruto wasnât bothered.
In an instant, he thought of a dozen solutions.
For instance, he could become invisible, teleport, descend through the wall, fly to the small stairwell house, or simply fly down from there.
There were also a few less ideal methods and such.
Haruto could guarantee that if he went out there, he could handle it in just a few words, and the two members of the Disciplinary Committee wouldnât dare say anything.
But if he did that, his reputation would definitely worsen, and he might even end up on the Disciplinary Committeeâs blacklist.
So the simplest and most straightforward solution right now was...
Haruto raised his hand and gave a light snap of his fingers.
The crisp sound of the finger snap echoed.
The conversation halted abruptly, and the footsteps slowly receded before completely disappearing.
Only after they had left did the two girls regain their senses and look at each other in confusion.
âWhat were we doing just now?â
âHuh? Werenât we going on patrol?â
âHmm~ I guess so, but I feel like Iâm forgetting something.â
âYouâre just imagining things! Letâs go; class is about to start.â
âAlright, letâs go.â
Haruto snapped back to reality, a contemplative look on his face.
This was the first time he had used his hypnosis ability, and he hadnât mastered it yet, so why did it feel that way?
But it also depended on the other personâs willpower, as the other girl seemed unaffected too.
If he did it again, most people probably wouldnât notice.
âHuft~â
Itsuki let out a sigh of relief, feeling relaxed, patting her chest and smiling happily.
âWe almost got caught, but luckily they left. Iâm so glad we werenât found, but...â
Haruto spoke softly, âItsuki, could you let go?â
While many people tend to grab things firmly when theyâre nervous, it usually wasnât an issue.
But Itsuki was quite strong, so it was a big deal!
Thankfully, Haruto wasnât an ordinary person, or else his wrist might have been paralyzed!
âHuh?â
Itsuki blinked and quickly realized that she had unconsciously been gripping his wrist tightly.
Why was it like this? Haruto must think she was weird! Itsuki felt embarrassed and immediately bowed, apologizing: âIâm sorry, I didnât mean to. Please forgive me, Kuromori-kun.â
âIf you had done it on purpose, youâd be lying down here by now!â
Haruto moved his wrist, looked at her, and quietly estimated the strength of Itsukiâs grip.
He had mentioned before that Itsuki was strong, but now he felt he had underestimated her.
Was her strength greater than most boys?
If a regular guy were punched hard by Itsuki, could his ribs break?
It was quite possible!
So letting Itsuki vent her anger was something Haruto needed to reconsider carefully, at least adding some buffs to his body.
Itsuki clasped her hands together and looked at him with a sad expression: âKuromori-kun, are you okay?â
Among the quintuplets, she was indeed the strongest. Maybe it was because of her good physique?
âSomethingâs wrong.â
âHuh?â
Itsukiâs eyes widened slightly as she suddenly became nervous.
Haruto put on a serious face: âMy hand is about to break, so this is really bad. Unless you let me touch your ahoge, Iâll need to go to the hospital.â
Hearing this, Itsukiâs eyes widened.
Seeing her hesitation, Haruto added, âThis is one of my other abilities. As long as a wish condition is met, Iâll gain power and heal my body.â
Itsuki squinted her eyes, grabbed Harutoâs wrist, and examined it closely.
The skin on his wrist was intact, with no marks whatsoever.
If Harutoâs wrist had really been injured from her tight grip, there would have been some trace.
But there wasnât.
Itsuki looked up, a dangerously sweet smile appearing on her face, âKuromori-kun, your wrist is injured, right? I donât see it.â
Haruto: âđâ
Itsuki was scary right now!
Compared to Ninoâs fierce expression, this was several levels more terrifying!
Haruto firmly said, âIâm sorry, I was wrong!â
âHmph!â
Itsuki snorted softly, releasing Harutoâs hand, and slightly lifted the corners of her mouth.
âItâs my fault for hurting Kuromori-kun earlier. Iâll make it up to you, but you still canât touch my ahoge.â
Letting a boy her age touch her head was far too embarrassing.
And it always made Itsuki feel like she was being treated like a child, which was very uncomfortable.
Itsuki sighed and said, âAnyway, Iâve caused trouble for Kuromori-kun today.â