Chapter 258: A Hero Who Was Hers No More

[Ding!]

[Pleasure Enhancement!]

Huh?

Wait! Pleasure? What the heck is pleasure?

He was getting milked till his breasts ached right now by Yukinoshita’s puffy snow-buns!

There was absolutely zero pleasure! Pleasure my ass!

But his body ignored Himekoji’s complaints. That thing between his legs immediately threw its loyalty to the System—

Standing at attention! Twenty centimeters long!

Good grief…

This was horribly embarrassing!

Even though Himekoji couldn’t see anything himself right now, everyone else could!

No, no! Wasn’t he supposed to be the hero here, not the pervert?

Himekoji quickly tightened the blanket Yukinoshita had draped over him earlier. The most important part was, without doubt, covering his lower half.

“Wohoo! Look, look! Our little Hero is hugging the pretty girl!”

“Get together! Get together! Get together!”

“Give her a kiss!”

With no one hurt, the relieved rescue team even had the spare mood to tease Himekoji and Yukinoshita.

Of course, it wasn’t entirely just teasing. If they could actually make this pair happen, it might be a beautiful thing for them too.

After all, it was a bond forged through life-and-death trials!

Facing the crisis, the boy pushed the girl aside at the last moment, choosing to face the danger alone.

This was the kind of drama you usually only saw on TV!

If they didn’t end up together, it would defy natural justice!

…

Going to hug Himekoji just now had been a completely instinctive act.

Now that people started shouting and cheering, Yukinoshita immediately felt it was improper and prepared to let go.

But she didn’t get her wish.

The girl was hugged back by Himekoji.

“Yukinoshita, please help. Hold on a little longer, just a little longer, please!”

Himekoji really had no choice.

Because if Yukinoshita let go now, his stiff, twenty-centimeter-long flagpole would be exposed to the world!

…

“Driver, faster please!”

Eriri anxiously knocked on the car seat.

“Even if you say that… I literally can’t… This is the fastest,” the driver, constantly urged, looked troubled.

“Faster!”

Eriri pulled out her wallet and slapped a large bill from it.

“But speeding…”

Before the driver could finish, the girl slapped another bill onto the front passenger seat.

“I-I’ll do my best!”

…

Don’t be hurt, don’t be hurt, you must NOT be hurt!

Eriri, having frantically hailed a taxi towards the coastal cliff the moment she heard the news, clasped her hands, praying desperately in her heart.

…

Officer Nakamura arrived at the cliff in his car, driving even faster, already bracing for the worst in his heart.

However, the scene he saw when he got out was vastly different from his expectations.

A rescue team cheering, and a young boy and girl clinging tightly together at the cliff’s edge.

“H-Himekoji is okay! Th-thank goodness!”

Tobe was the first to make a sound. His voice, sounding frail and exhausted as if having survived a catastrophe, was full of relief, cracking towards the end despite the joy.

Tobe… he was saved in that single moment.

Himekoji was alive. That fact alone was enough to save him, ten million times over.

The tightly pulled string in his heart finally loosened. Overwhelmed by the intense shift from sorrow to joy, Tobe’s vision went dark, and he fainted right then and there.

Thud! His whole body hit the ground without warning.

It startled Yuigahama beside him.

“Hey, hey! Tobe, are you okay?”

She really wanted to check on Himekoji first.

But Yuigahama saw him. Himekoji was in Yukinoshita’s arms right now.

The step she was about to take towards them suddenly…

froze in place.

Yukinoshita, known as the untouchable goddess, always so cold, so distant, so untouchable to other boys—Yuigahama had never seen her be physically close with anyone like this before. No, she’d never even heard of it!

Yet there she was, embracing Himekoji.

A pervert. Someone who had no bottom line when it came to being awful. And yet, in some aspects, so stubborn, so inflexible, holding onto things that made no sense, pushing away others’ understanding, others’ closeness, others’ kindness and good intentions.

But he wasn’t pushing Yukinoshita away now.

The perfect beauty and the pervert. Why, at this moment, did Yuigahama inexplicably feel they looked… so perfectly matched?

Even going up to disturb them felt unforgivably wrong.

Yes, this was the ending a romantic high-school comedy should have. The final scene should absolutely be like this—

The Hero embracing the beauty.

It would be even better if the Hero under that blanket weren’t completely naked right now.

Otherwise, this romantic high-school comedy might very well face the danger of being rated for older audiences.

…

“Hmm? Himekoji? Did he also say ‘Himekoji’?”

Officer Nakamura was slightly surprised upon hearing the last words Tobe shouted before collapsing.

Before his transfer to Kyoto, he had been stationed in Chiba. There was a “Himekoji” there too—quite a character, someone he remembered all too vividly.

“No way, no way. That guy was a pervert…”

And this one was a rare young Hero— calm, wise, brave, responsible. His ability to handle crises was something even he, who had fought on the front lines for years, had to admire.

Really, he actually linked these two “Himekojis” together…

What was he thinking?

Officer Nakamura seemed to have forgotten that earlier, when he learned that Himekoji had shaken off the police and prepared to act alone, his opinion was totally different.

He clearly used words like “reckless,” “acting foolish,” “losing his temper,” and “pretending to be a hero pointlessly.”

…

Frozen stiff on the spot was not just Yuigahama, but also Eriri.

She had rushed over in a taxi, spending a lot of money to speed all along the way.

But when she arrived, the person she wanted to see on the Cliff was embracing someone else.

“Well, go back…”

She walked stiffly, opened the car door, and shrank back into the rear seat.

The girl, expressionless, asked the driver uncle.

“B-back? But we just got here…”

“Yes, back. Going back will be fine.”

“Miss, are you okay?”

The driver uncle noticed the girl seemed off. Since he had taken a good amount of money from her, he couldn’t help but ask with concern.

“I’m fine. If he’s fine, I’m fine too.”

“Him?”

The driver frowned. He turned his head to look at the cliff diagonally ahead.

There, a couple was holding each other tight.

The girl was pretty, the boy was handsome. People all around were cheering, shouting praises, and teasing them.

The bad guys had brought them together, the police had played matchmaker.

“Let’s drive.”

The girl in the back seat urged him.

“Oh, yes, yes.”

“Drive slowly.”

“Mmm.”

The driver nodded.

…

The view outside the window raced backward. Eriri stared blankly, lost in thought—

“Bad news, bad news! There’s been a murder over there!”

“Sensei, Sensei! Himekoji and Yukinoshita were grabbed by criminals!”

“I heard from the police that a bomb was put in the car they were riding in!”

“They say Himekoji told Yukinoshita to jump out of the car. Now he was left alone, driving the car with the bomb toward the Cliff!”

When Eriri first heard all this, she was only worried about Himekoji’s safety. She hadn’t thought of anything else.

But after confirming Himekoji was safe and sound, she realized this news could be seen in a whole new light.

So—

Was it a big failure?

…

On this day.

Her Hero had battled fearlessly, risking his life for another girl.

Her Hero no longer belonged to her.

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