After breaking up, my ex asked me to win her back-Chapter 231 - 230: The Challenge of Inch Stop

The development later in the movie was pretty much as Kagura Hikaru had expected.

The only unforeseen part was that, in the end, the female protagonist forgot the male protagonist, losing all the memories they had shared.

This means their relationship was completely erased, with almost no chance of recalling it.

But the male protagonist wasn’t discouraged, he just calmly smiled, as if he was meeting her for the first time, and struck up a conversation again.

If this were at the beginning of the film, before experiencing all this, the male protagonist surely wouldn’t have been so composed, he matured by the end.

Kagura Hikaru was quite envious of that open-minded attitude towards life, because he couldn’t manage to do the same.

The movie ended, and the credits and cast list started to play.

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"Not bad, right?" Chiyoko Ayakoji crouched down and ejected the disc, "I watched it long ago with my stepmother in the cinema and liked it since then. Later, I came across it in a video store and bought the disc for my collection."

"It’s indeed very good."

Kagura Hikaru stood up, grabbed his briefcase, and said, "Thank you for your hospitality, it’s getting late, I should head back home now."

"Eh?"

Chiyoko Ayakoji turned her head in surprise, not comprehending.

In her plan, the movie was just the first step in flirting, the real action was supposed to follow!

But as a girl, she couldn’t possibly say such a thing outright, so she hesitated and said, "Won’t you stay for dinner or something? Stay a little longer."

"Your father is home, let’s not."

"..."

Chiyoko Ayakoji froze.

Right, she had been so engrossed in the movie that she’d almost forgotten her damned father was still at home!

She stood up fiercely, fists clenched, her face determined, "I’ll kick him out right now."

"Hey....."

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"Wait for me, I’ll be done in a moment."

"Don’t!"

Kagura Hikaru quickly grabbed Chiyoko Ayakoji’s hand to stop her, explaining, "I already feel bad for taking your uncle’s room, let’s not trouble him any further."

"But....."

Chiyoko Ayakoji showed a rare daughterly look, pouting.

She had everything prepared, and now she was being told it couldn’t happen?

Wasn’t this torture!

"There will be other opportunities, next time," Kagura Hikaru softened his tone.

"...okay..."

Seeing Chiyoko Ayakoji’s expression soften, Kagura Hikaru also breathed a slight sigh of relief inside.

It was good that she was willing to let it go; this way, he could leave.

Kagura Hikaru prepared to say goodbye and head home.

Just as he was about to speak, Chiyoko Ayakoji suddenly, without warning, grabbed his hand, pushed him onto the sofa, and then threw her entire body on top of him, straddling his waist.

This rapid series of movements almost didn’t register even to Kagura Hikaru, a skilled fighter.

He leaned against the back of the sofa, staring in surprise at her.

"Ayakoji?"

"Call me Chiyoko."

Chiyoko Ayakoji sat on him, tossed her sleek hair back, treating Kagura Hikaru almost like a large doll, wrapping her arms around his neck, looking into his eyes, "We’ve been together so long, yet I’ve never once heard you say my name. Is it because my name is too ugly, hard to pronounce?"

"That’s not it....."

"I am Ayakoji, my father is also Ayakoji; making a distinction is quite important," Chiyoko Ayakoji slowly ran her fingers over Kagura Hikaru’s face, leaning closer, close enough that he could feel her breath.

Kagura Hikaru tilted his head back, sensing trouble, "Your father’s right outside, you don’t plan to right here...?"

"Won’t do anything too overboard, just collecting a bit of interest, and besides, this isn’t even my room," Chiyoko Ayakoji slowly moved closer, sniffed like a canine at Kagura Hikaru’s neck, gave a peck, and whispered, "Say my name, and I’ll let you go home, say it."

".....Chiyoko... Chiyoko."

"Too soft, say it in my ear."

"...Chiyoko."

"Closer."

Chiyoko Ayakoji kissed him, her lips pressing against Kagura Hikaru’s.

The tip of his nose was suddenly filled with a sweet scent.

Sometimes, he really thought that Chiyoko Ayakoji might be a cake come to life, and a strawberry cake at that.

Because the scent was so similar.

It may have been rude to think about such things while kissing, but getting distracted did help to shift his focus.

Chiyoko Ayakoji’s weight pressed down from her hips and thighs, causing slight upward and downward movements intermittently.

The position was very unfortunate.

If this continued, he really was going to rise to it...

Kagura Hikaru reached his hands under her armpits, trying to push Chiyoko Ayakoji away, but she hugged him tightly in refusal.

After kissing for over a minute, Chiyoko Ayakoji finally lifted her head and allowed him a breath.

"I have to go back now, you get off first..."

Mid-sentence, he saw Chiyoko Ayakoji slip down one shoulder strap, revealing her snowy skin and a ravine that possessed the depth of hell and the beauty of heaven.

Kagura Hikaru’s pupils shook.

"Didn’t you say you weren’t going to do anything too excessive?!"

"Sorry, got carried away," Chiyoko Ayakoji pressed him back on the sofa, "Even though this is my father’s room, bear with it for a bit."

"Absolutely not, get off now!"

"Quit the nonsense, if I tell you to strip, you strip!"

Click.

At that moment, Ryoma Ayakoji, scratching his head, pushed the door open.

"Is your movie over? It’s about time; do you want to go out...to eat..."

He paused.

Then without a word, quickly bowed his head and left, slamming the door with a bang.

Kagura Hikaru: "..."

Chiyoko Ayakoji: "..."

They were silent.

Those who needed to fix their hair did so, and those who needed to dress, dressed.

After being interrupted twice by the same person, Chiyoko Ayakoji now appeared completely subdued, her face carrying a Buddha-like serenity that shone on all beings, devoid of worldly desires.

"...I’m going back first."

"Yeah, you know the way out, I won’t see you off, I’ve got something to handle."

Chiyoko Ayakoji said this with a smile, bending down to pick up the gaming controller she’d thrown aside earlier, weighing it in her hand with a satisfied, bloodthirsty grin.

Kagura Hikaru: "..."

It turned out he was mistaken; that wasn’t the Buddha-like serenity of Sakyamuni Buddha, but of the Victorious Fighting Buddha.

Hopefully, the person is okay.

When he left, he didn’t see Ryoma Ayakoji, not knowing where he had hidden.

Anyway, he walked out of the Ayakoji house alone.

After closing the front door from the outside, he couldn’t help but look back as he was about to leave.

Only after confirming that there were no screams did he step away.

If the news popped up on his phone the next day about a famous actor murdered by a family member, he was confident he could guess the truth behind the case instantly.

By the time he left the Ayakoji house, it had completely darkened outside.

But Kagura Hikaru didn’t go home.

He contacted his family to say he’d be eating out, and after sending a text and receiving a reply, he headed to a chain family restaurant in the Bunkyo District, Tokyo, with his backpack slung over his shoulder.

The female manager of the restaurant appeared somewhat familiar and even greeted him proactively.

Kagura Hikaru recalled after a second that she was Saijo Mari’s mother.

During their family’s financial struggles, he had helped her land this job as the restaurant manager.

Meeting her here was by chance; Kagura Hikaru had been coming to this place since middle school and had merely forgotten that they had changed managers.

Saijo’s mother was enthusiastic about treating him, insisting on comping his meal which he could not refuse no matter how he tried.

Seated in a corner of the restaurant, he ordered a classic junk combo of a burger, fries, and Coke for his dinner.

After about ten minutes, he saw Kiryu Hina’s figure at the door.