I am not an ordinary person

　　About a minute passed.

　　"…I'm ready, come in."

A clear and cold voice came from the door.

　　"Are you sure I can come in? How about you finish the sushi first?"

　　Even if pressed for time, Shinichi is embarrassed to do anything that gets in the way of people's eating.

　　"Don't talk nonsense. If you don't come in, I will lock the door."

　　Hayasaka's tone became a little sulky.

　　Shinichi was enough to ease her embarrassment for now, he wasn't here specifically to make her angry.

　　He opened the door and entered the kitchen. In the next second, his expression changed, and he tried hard to restrain the corners of his mouth from cramping.

　　He saw that the person who was originally handsome and handsome had run away somewhere. Now sitting on a small stool in the middle of the kitchen was a neatly dressed maid, with a conservative posture. A cool and beautiful mixed-race girl with blonde hair hanging down her shoulders.

　　Upon closer inspection, there was a bag on the ground, which seemed to contain a wig and a male butler uniform.

　　"…In such a short time, you even changed your clothes?"

　　Shinichi had a strange expression, not knowing what to say.

　　Hayasaka had just straightened her blonde hair which was still a little messy, the frown that just now seemed to have never appeared before, and she braided the braids on her cheeks with a casual and skillful technique.

　　"This is the basic quality of a maid. I worked as a maid from childhood to adulthood, I can do it."

　　"Are all maids in the real world monsters…" Shinichi decided not to express his surprise, closed the kitchen door and sat across from her, "Also, I just came to talk to you, so wouldn't it be a hassle to change clothes?"

　　Hayasaka looked at him expressionlessly.

　　"I've told you twice that when I'm alone with you, whether it's one minute or ten minutes, I will untie my hair and change it back to its original appearance. I have a bad memory, Mr. Heart Thief."

　　"Uh... Are you angry?"

　　"NO."

　　Hayasaka puffed out her cheeks slightly, looking away with obvious dissatisfaction, and her tone remained calm as usual.

　　"Okay, let's get down to business.

　　"What's the point of leaving a joyful, warm courtyard to look for a poor jilted, lovesick, and lonely maid?"

　　"I don't remember when I dumped you. Have you just returned from a parallel world? And what's with those hateful adjectives…"

　　Shinichi wanted to complain like this, but considering a girl's heart was as unpredictable as the stock market, he decided to ignore it.

　　"You didn't see the message I sent you, right?" When Hayasaka was about to take out her cellphone to read it, Shinichi raised his hand to stop her.

　　"It would be quicker for me to say it directly. Although everyone in the student union except Shinomiya Senpai has been notified, asking them to maintain the status quo and not act rashly. However, in order to prevent Shinomiya Senpai from noticing anything strange, it is better to solve this problem as soon as possible and solve it as soon as possible. "

　　Hayasaka nodded and spoke without any fluctuation in her voice.

　　"I see, it seems like you're starting to get bored of being alone with me. After spending a passionate afternoon together, now you want to leave me as soon as possible, even for just one second… Ah, I knew it."

　　"???"

　　(How can you understand those words!)

　　(And don't just make up a sob story to represent yourself!)

　　The urge to complain surged from within his heart, and Shinichi's facial muscles stiffened. Luckily, he quickly wiped his face and became expressionless.

　　Although Hayasaka is trapped in the brain of love, seemingly unreliable, Shinichi can only survive when he can't rely on anyone else.

　　Shinichi began to explain his plan.

　　"In order for Shinomiya Senpai to have deeper emotions about these fireworks, I want to use this to..."

　　"There isn't much time, but Ishigami should be able to do it, and the delay is left to Fujiwara Senpai..."

　　When Shinichi talked about business, Hayasaka pushed aside other complicated emotions.

　　After finishing speaking, she nodded.

　　"Don't look at Ojou-sama's usual appearance. She is a very emotional person now. This plan should work. As for the things you mentioned, the villa has them and can be immediately moved to the yard... But I can't do it myself. You have to help me."

　　"I've planned it for a long time," Shinichi stood up and didn't forget to send a message to the newly created group, reminding Rui to stay in the yard and watch the show.

　　"Then I'll change clothes first. You go out and wait for me."

　　After Hayasaka finished speaking, she put she hand on the zipper behind her back, and when she was about to change clothes, she stopped again.

　　Seeing Shinichi standing there, a blush appeared on her face, and panic crossed her face.

　　Immediately covered her chest with her hands, stared at him sharply, and spoke in a bad tone.

　　"You don't want to stay and watch, do you? I'm not that relaxed. Even if I like you, there's no way you'll watch me change clothes for free."

　　"I'm not an ordinary person, and I don't want to see you change clothes." Shinichi came back to his senses and immediately rolled his eyes at her, "Also, don't call other people bastards without permission."

　　"Tsk…"

　　What Shinichi said made sense, but Hayasaka felt very unhappy.

　　Basically, when they were about to part ways in the underground base, they all expressed their feelings in a subtle way.

　　In other words, her confession was also implicitly avoided and rejected by Shinichi.

　　So when talking to Kaguya, Hayasaka couldn't help crying, feeling uncomfortable and hurts.

　　The gentleness that turned a blind eye was the most painful, and his indifferent appearance was the most annoying.

　　After being treated like this by this man, it was natural that she felt unhappy now.

　　Logically speaking, Hayasaka shouldn't be angry about this.