After breaking up, my ex asked me to win her back-Chapter 234 - 233 Mom, I’m on TV

"It’s my first time seeing a high school student fall down and cry like that."

"...You talk too much."

"Next time, remember to fall where I can’t see you."

"I don’t want to."

Kiryu Hina’s grip around Kagura Hikaru’s neck tightened, and she pressed her upper body against his back.

Right now, she was being carried by Kagura Hikaru on the way back home.

The fall had resulted in a scraped knee and elbow and a twisted ankle.

Kagura Hikaru couldn’t just leave her there, so with a somewhat disgusted expression, he had to carry her into a taxi and take her home.

After the taxi arrived near the Kiryu household, the last stretch of the journey had to be shouldered by him, as he carried Kiryu Hina back.

At first, Kagura Hikaru said he wouldn’t accompany her home, yet now he did the exact opposite.

She hadn’t expected to accomplish her goal in such a way, not even Kiryu Hina herself anticipated it.

A pretty girl playing the sympathy card indeed proves useful.

However, if Kagura Hikaru had been a little more indifferent, it might not have been effective at all.

Thanks to Kagura Hikaru’s kindness, his gentleness saved her.

Under Kiryu Hina’s guidance, they entered a luxurious apartment building that stood fourteen stories high—this was her residence.

Actually, it was also Kagura Hikaru’s first visit.

When they were dating, they never discussed visiting each other’s homes; perhaps they felt that meeting at home would be uncomfortable.

They passed through a glass door secured by a password and a lavishly decorated lobby with marble flooring, then entered the elevator.

Despite its fourteen-story height, according to Kiryu Hina, a normal resident here, the building actually housed only six households.

The apartments were sold two stories at a time. Excluding the ground floor lobby and the top-floor observation deck, each two-story section could house only one family.

As she said, the elevator had just eight buttons for the floors (including the ground floor and the rooftop), which seemed somewhat incongruous.

Initially, Kagura Hikaru didn’t understand what she meant.

Selling by two stories?

If one story is lived in, what about the other? It would be quite wasteful to keep it empty just for storing things.

Not until they reached the highest floor indicated by the elevator, walked through the corridor, and used the key Kiryu Hina provided to open the door, did Kagura Hikaru finally realize.

Upon entering, there was a small entryway, but the space beyond it was exaggeratedly large.

Looking up, they saw a ceiling roughly seven meters high.

No wonder the building had fourteen stories but only housed six families. The designer of this luxury apartment had directly combined two stories into one.

Essentially, the space of what would normally be one story was doubled in height.

And since one family exclusively occupied each floor, the width of the rooms also seemed exceptionally large.

Kagura Hikaru even thought that the living room he first saw upon entering was bigger than his entire house—probably an illusion, but it was enough to illustrate the extravagance.

The living room’s decor was modern and uncluttered, with not much furniture, giving off a fresh and comfortable feeling.

To the right was a spiral glass staircase, leading to the second floor in a stylish manner, which, of course, was also habitable.

The removal of the ceiling was limited to the large living room area alone. If one entered the other rooms, the ceilings would be at normal height.

"You should wear these, the blue ones, they’re for guests," Kiryu Hina, still perched on Kagura Hikaru’s back, said as she pointed to a pair of slippers on the floor.

Kagura Hikaru set Kiryu Hina down in the entryway and changed shoes. Seeing that Kiryu Hina couldn’t remove her shoes due to her sprained ankle, he helped her with that as well.

It was just a courtesy, yet she couldn’t stop giggling like a fool.

A slight irritation began to rise in Kagura Hikaru’s heart. He wished he had let her change by herself.

Carrying Kiryu Hina to the living room, just as I set her on the sofa, the door on the side of the living room suddenly opened, and a slender man wearing glasses and a brown shirt with a cup in hand walked out.

"Hina, you’re back... Huh, who are you?"

Kagura Hikaru and the man looked at each other, both taken aback.

This scene felt oddly familiar.

"Hello, I am Hina’s father, Kiryu Masaki," the man was the first to recover, lifting his glasses slightly and smiling as he introduced himself. "Are you Hina’s classmate? Thank you for bringing her home."

"Hello, my name is Kagura Hikaru," said Kagura Hikaru, bowing slightly.

Kiryu’s father’s face paused for a moment, then with some recognition: "Oh, so you’re Kagura Hikaru, no wonder..."

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Huh?

That reaction, does he know me?

Kagura Hikaru thought to himself, puzzled.

It was probably something Kiryu Hina mentioned to her family.

"Ah, never mind," Kiryu’s father said, waving his hand with a smile. "I’ll just get a glass of water and go back to my room. You can take your time to chat."

Kagura Hikaru explained the situation: "Classmate Kiriyu twisted her ankle outside, and I happened to run into her, so I brought her back. I’ll be leaving shortly."

"Is that so? Let me have a look."

Kiryu’s father hurried over, placed the cup with coffee residue on the living room’s glass table, and carefully checked Kiryu Hina’s condition.

"Your knee and hand are scraped; did you fall? How could you be so careless."

"...It’s that brick on the ground’s fault, not that the road management didn’t install it properly, or it got pushed up by an earthquake—it’s not my fault," said Kiryu Hina, turning her head slightly, not quite willing to agree.

"Move your foot for me to see, it’s not fractured, is it?"

"It’s fine... Kagura has looked at it already, it’s just a sprain, it’ll be better in a few days with some medicine."

"You, you’re lucky to have met such a kind classmate. Be more careful next time," sighed Kiryu’s father, and then smiling at Kagura Hikaru, he added, "Thank you this time, Mr. Kagura. I’ll go get some ice for her to apply. You can stay and chat with Hina for a while."

"No, I should be leaving now."

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"It’s still early, stay for a bit longer. If you’re bored, you can watch TV."

Kagura Hikaru was about to refuse when Kiryu’s father didn’t give him the chance to speak, he picked up the remote control, turned on the TV, and then swiftly walked to another room.

He opened his mouth, then closed it helplessly.

Someone tugged at the back of his clothes.

Turning around, Kiryu Hina was looking up at him with wide eyes, whispering, "My dad doesn’t know we dated, don’t slip up."

"...You don’t need to tell me that," he replied.

Kagura Hikaru brushed off her hand and sat down on the adjacent armchair, resting his hands on his knees and sighed.

Why on earth was he, at such a time, staying at his ex-girlfriend’s family home?

If he’d known, he would have just left her at the doorstep and gone back by himself.

Kiryu Hina made an effort to reach the remote control from the glass table and changed to a channel broadcasting a scenic view of Wakayama Prefecture.

It must have been shot this summer, with a program crew touring each part of the Island Nation, this time looking for natural scenic spots in Wakayama.

In this place known as Amano Village, they would never run out of things to film.

Kiryu Hina initially just wanted to find a quiet program and then make conversation with Kagura Hikaru, but before she could say anything, she suddenly saw Kagura Hikaru’s silhouette on the TV.

In the footage, Kagura Hikaru passed by the camera unintentionally like a passerby, wearing a large straw hat and expressionless, with the vast blue sky and farmland in the background, where one could even see the old Island Nation houses covered with thatched roofs.

The camera even made an intentional close-up of him.

In the quiet and peaceful countryside, a handsome young man walking down the road seemed like a scene from a movie.

Subconsciously, Kiryu Hina grabbed Kagura Hikaru’s clothes, pointed at the TV, and exclaimed, "Mister Hikaru, you’re on TV."