The Heroines Want to Confess

Chapter 447 447: Teddy Bear

"Save you?"

Hearing Yotsuba's cry for help, Sakurai Saki walked over to her side and reached out to tug at her "rabbit ears."

Amid Yotsuba's surprised cry, Sakurai Saki asked, "Yotsuba, do you know? Giving up on things you're not good at, we usually call that kind of person smart."

"Sakurai-san, you're going in circles calling me stupid again!" When it came to recognizing when others were calling her stupid, Nakano Yotsuba wasn't stupid at all; she quickly understood what Sakurai Saki meant.

She had even studied for so long that she could retort with a sentence: "And besides, besides, didn't Sakurai-san say it himself? That we have to work hard to overcome the things we're not good at—for example, even if we're not good at math, we still have to do the homework properly, because those subjects are the easiest to raise our scores in."

The corners of Yotsuba's mouth curved into a smile as she put her hands on her hips: "Those were Sakurai-san's own words, you know!"

Before she could be smug for long, the rabbit ear on her head was pulled up again by Sakurai Saki—

"Don't take my words and teach them back to me, and besides! Studying and shooting are completely different things; no matter how you categorize them, they have nothing to do with each other." Sakurai Saki patted her head, as if stroking a pet.

The Nakano sisters standing to the side watched the two of them interact, their expressions different.

But in their hearts they all had the same thought—— "Yotsuba is being treated by Sakurai-san as a pet to play with."

This man, his personality really was very bad.

"Don't rub my head, my hairstyle is about to get all messed up." Yotsuba brushed away the hand that was causing trouble.

"Hairstyle? This shoulder-length short hairstyle is that troublesome to deal with?" Sakurai Saki truly didn't understand; it really was a blind spot in his knowledge.

"It's troublesome, of course. Girls dealing with their hair is always troublesome; it has nothing to do with length." Yotsuba said seriously.

Nino also flipped her long hair: "Every morning I have to spend a long time doing my hair, and when I bathe I don't want to wash my hair at all, just rinsing is already tiring enough, not to mention blow-drying it. If it's too close it damages the hair, if it's too far it takes forever to dry."

The topic gradually drifted away from the shooting stall.

The owner in front of them had a slightly strange expression. Looking at Sakurai Saki being surrounded by five beautiful girls, he only felt that this scene shouldn't exist in modern society; it would be more fitting placed a few hundred years ago in the feudal era.

What was this? An emperor leading his harem out for a stroll?

"Boss! Give me ten more shots!" Yotsuba handed the air gun to Sakurai Saki, then stood on tiptoe and patted his shoulder, saying proudly, "I'm handing all my luck over to you, Sakurai-san. You have to try hard for my share too!"

"If someone didn't know better, they'd think your luck was amazing." Sakurai Saki couldn't help but say.

This brat… forget it, anyway they were just out enjoying the festival—why be so nitpicky?

"Which ones do you want?"

"That little bear over there, and the dog next to the bear." Yotsuba said with her hands on her hips.

Right now she was the general, and Sakurai Saki was the soldier under her command, making her so proud she was about to die of it.

Over there.

The other sisters were still talking about hair—

"So nice, Ichika, short hair really is easy to take care of. I want to cut mine short too." Nino said enviously.

Too bad Sakurai Saki liked her long hair and wouldn't let her cut it.

"Nino, who told you short hair is easy to take care of?" Ichika frowned. "None of the hair-care steps can be skipped. Precisely because it's short, you have to take even more careful care of it."

"…My hair is almost as long as Nino's." Itsuki also flicked a lock of hair, joining the conversation.

"My hair goes all the way down to my waist; yours only reaches your chest." Nino was unconvinced.

Shorter than mine by a third, how can you say it's 'almost as long'?

"Why are you even arguing about that? Does long hair have any benefits other than getting pressed on when you sleep?" Itsuki looked at Nino helplessly.

"He likes my long hair, that's the benefit!" Nino was extremely arrogant at this moment.

Hearing this, Miku began to think about her own hair.

Just shoulder-length—she hadn't paid much attention to it at first, but… so Saki-kun likes long hair? But then… Hayasaka-san has short hair. No, that's not right, she always ties it into a ponytail, so what does that count as?

"I hit it! Amazing! I hit it!"

As the doll toppled over, Yotsuba let out a joyful cheer.

"It wasn't you who hit it, it was me." Sakurai Saki's helpless voice rang out.

"It's the same thing, the money was paid by me anyway. Sakurai-san is enjoying free entertainment—you get to play without spending money, super great, right?" Yotsuba took the teddy bear the owner handed over and lifted it up to show her sisters.

"Why do I feel like I'm working for free? There's no sense of fun at all." Even as he said that, Sakurai Saki still fired a few more shots.

It wasn't excessive, just enough to get the full share for the five sisters.

Everyone got one.

This was the quality of a scumbag—divide equally among the five sisters!

Stabilize the harem, the family is peaceful, umu!

"Sensei-chan, if everyone has one, that's the same as no one having one." Nakano Ichika leaned close to Sakurai Saki's ear and said so.

?

Who taught her this kind of distorted logic? Not being specially favored means not being loved?

Sakurai Saki countered with authority: "I'll make it up to you with an extra tutoring session tonight."

"Uh, no thanks, let it go. Such a good opportunity—give it to Nino and Miku, they like it." Ichika got scared.

She pretended as if nothing had happened and slowly ran over to the sisters ahead.

Everyone was waiting for the parade of floats.

A procession of carts jointly built by the villagers, used to welcome the souls of ancestors… that's what they say, but whether there really are souls or not is hard to say.

"Sakurai-san, look, it's really cute." Nakano Yotsuba lifted the doll in her hands and said to Sakurai Saki.

She had spent so much money earlier precisely because this little teddy bear was very cute. How should she put it? It had a special vibe, as if there were a soul inside it… just kidding, how could there be a soul inside a bear?

"You're cute too." Sakurai Saki reflexively blurted out a scumbag-like line, and only then realized that Yotsuba wasn't his pursuit target.

Yotsuba immediately blushed: "Sakurai-san, you, you suddenly say things like that?"

The ones who like you are Nino and Miku, not me.

Yotsuba did have a good impression of Sakurai Saki, but it wasn't that kind of romantic feeling—just a more ordinary, friendly kind of affection!

"What's wrong? Do you need a reason to praise a girl for being cute?" Sakurai Saki searched for an excuse.

But honestly, he thought praising girls didn't need any reason at all.

Just like humans need to eat, and if humans are killed they will die—those are things that don't need to be thought about.

"It feels like something only a bad man would say." Yotsuba pouted, turned her head, and ignored him.

"Then should I say you're not cute?"

"Wouldn't that be even worse?" Yotsuba thought for a moment and felt the former was still better.

Sakurai Saki spoke as if stating a truth; he said seriously:

"As expected, humans all like to hear pleasant words."

And also.

Girls are really troublesome!

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