"No, it won't work, something like that is too fast."
As soon as Miku said these words, the surroundings instantly fell silent.
"No?"
"Something like that?"
"What is that guy trying to do in public?"
"He almost made the girl cry, geez! He doesn't even know how to be kind to a cute girl like that."
"Burn him alive!"
"If you encounter a jerk, call the police!"
"Right! Call the police!"
Strange gazes were cast at the two of them. Moreover, some people quietly took out their phones, turning their heads with wary expressions.
There were even men who had been single their entire lives, and all their frustrations were on the verge of becoming reality.
"Ah… I don't know why a torch appeared in my hand…"
"Me neither, the torch is burning fiercely."
"Yeah, anyone who deviates from the FFF group's goal is a heretic."
"Burn him alive."
For them, not to mention going shopping and dating a girl, some didn't even have a girl's contact information, and a few hadn't even touched a girl's hand until they were in college!
How tragic!
But now, in this case, someone was putting salt in their wounds in public.
How do you fix that?
It's amazing to have a girlfriend!
So many people were filled with resentment.
However, these people who were loudly shouting slogans all averted their gazes and shut their mouths when Haruto glanced at them.
So fierce! Too intimidating to provoke!
The veins in Haruto's forehead twitched. He took a deep breath and grabbed Miku's arm.
'If I don't hold her back, this girl will run off in embarrassment! You know you're shy, so don't think crazy thoughts in public! What do you mean by "it won't work, it's too fast"... Do you think I'm so lewd that I'd do something inappropriate to you in public?'
'Imaginative girls are terrifying!'
Haruto said with a dark expression, "Don't run off yet, finish the gashapon first before leaving."
"No more…"
Miku hung her head and covered her face with her hands. There was even a mist in her eyes out of sheer embarrassment.
Who cares about gashapon at a time like this!
When she got home, she'd be like a potato that never sprouts!
Haruto insisted, "No, finish it before you go."
After standing in line for so long, it was finally their turn. How could they just leave like that?
As for what others thought, who cared!
Haruto took out the coin and handed it to Miku. "Here's the coin for you."
Miku bit her lip hard, feeling the burning gazes around her. She didn't dare lift her head at all.
"I'll block for you."
Miku was slightly surprised as she saw Haruto standing behind her. His body wasn't bulky, but he definitely gave her a sense of security.
Haruto urged, "Hurry up, finish it, and go home."
Miku felt warmth in her heart and softly responded, "Alright."
Even though she really wanted to go home.
Miku took the coin Haruto handed her, closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and inserted the coin.
Although it was unlikely she'd win the lottery, if she didn't try, she'd regret it.
Just once.
Soon, a gashapon dropped.
Miku grabbed the gashapon and whispered, "Kuromori, stop spinning and let's go quickly."
Haruto kept a serious face and took out another coin. "No, go again two more times."
Miku just wanted to get the limited edition Miss Uesugi figure once, did he think it would work on the first try?
Miku bit her lip in silence, took the coin, and started again.
Soon, the two extra spins were over, and after putting the gashapons into her school bag, Miku grabbed Haruto's wrist and whispered, "Alright, let's go."
"Okay, let's go."
This time, Haruto didn't refuse and nodded in agreement.
They hurriedly left the second floor and arrived at the first floor of the shopping mall.
Miku glanced at him, then quickly looked away, lowered her head, and said, "I'll go to the bathroom first, Kuromori, wait here."
It was so embarrassing to say something that could be misunderstood in public.
At that moment, her mind had gone blank, and she just wanted to flee the scene.
Looking back now, Miku knew very well that if Haruto hadn't held her back and she had left like that, she would've regretted it when she returned.
Although she had only drawn three times, making it almost impossible to get Miss Uesugi, at least she had tried.
Even if she didn't win, she wouldn't feel regret or resentment.
But what made Miku feel relieved was that Haruto didn't ask any questions or even mention the incident.
Otherwise, Miku felt she would've completely exploded today.
But now, her hands were sweaty, and her cheeks felt as if they were burning.
"Alright, I'll wait for you here."
Haruto pointed to a bench not far away. After Miku left, he walked over to the bench, sat down, took out his phone, and started browsing the news. He didn't know how long it had been, but a cool sensation spread across his face.
Miku looked away and sat next to him. She turned to the side and handed him a matcha soda, with a sparkle in her eyes.
"Kuromori, thank you for coming with me, this is for you."
"Mhm."
Haruto didn't refuse, taking the matcha soda and casually saying, "Does Miku really like matcha soda?"
"Mhm…"
Miku lifted her left hand to tuck her hair behind her ear, lowered her head, swung her feet, and gently tapped her shoes together, softly saying, "My favorite drink is matcha soda."
"I also like history and those generals."
After a moment of silence, Miku turned her head, suddenly very close, and nervously asked, "Kuromori, do you think I'm strange? I actually like history, military commanders, and the like."
"Not at all."
What was strange about liking history?
However, Haruto also understood why Miku was so worried about this issue.
Because nowadays, most girls had shifted their preferences to idolizing handsome celebrities. In other words, trends had changed!
In comparison, girls who liked historical military commanders naturally stood out.
That was Miku.
Besides, Miku was actually a girl who wasn't very confident in herself. It wasn't surprising she'd think this way.
"Really?"
Hearing that Haruto didn't deny her, Miku's eyes sparkled, and the light in her gaze grew even brighter.
How to describe it—Miku's current expression was very bright and clear.
Her eyes shimmered like water.
So beautiful.