108 I might not have a horse, but I have a motorcycle
"What? Is my motorcycle ready?"
There were still a few days before the placement exam, and the dealer surprised him with a sudden call that his motorcycle had arrived faster than the prediction.
Was it because of "Golden Luck"?
It was said that his motorcycle would arrive in two weeks or more, which should be around Golden Week, but he had gotten it now. Still, it didn't excite him as much as he had thought, especially when he could get his motorcycle anytime from the "Store" skill. Nevertheless, as it was his first motorcycle, he bought it after waiting so long that he wanted to get it as soon as possible.
So, he quickly expressed his thoughts to the others.
"Has it arrived?"
"That's great!"
"It takes too long, right?"
They couldn't argue with Reina since it had been a week for him to place a book on the motorcycle.
"Anyway, I am going to get it first."
"Eh? Wait! Wait! Is that it?"
"Well, what do you want me to do?"
"...." 3x
When he asked this question, they weren't sure how to answer since what he did was just to pick up a motorcycle. If all of them came, they were afraid that they might trouble him.
"Can we see it?"
Nevertheless, Akatsuki was as brave as ever.
"I don't mind." Mizuto nodded. "I can take you around later, but just wait at my house since it might cause trouble riding the motorcycle to school."
Hearing his answer, everyone was satisfied.
Nevertheless, if it had been before, Yume would have wondered why Akatsuki and Reina decided to join them. Still, a routine was a scary thing, as the feeling of being displeased when their presence interrupted her time together with Mizuto had disappeared, and what was left was only an ordinary feeling, as if this was something normal.
Mizuto wasn't sure whether this was done by Akatsuki deliberately or coincidentally, but as expected, this girl was too... ingenious.
Still, as the school didn't allow the students to ride a motorcycle, punishment was his only destination when he dared to ride on a motorcycle in front of the school.
Moreover, Mizuto didn't have any hobbies to flex his wealth, and it was more comfortable to keep everything by himself and those whom he cared about. After all, while wealth was a good thing, it was the source of trouble. Nevertheless, as he walked toward the dealer, he met many of his acquaintances.
"Yuu! Oumae-san!"
Still, even if he greeted them, he didn't stop and kept walking.
However, the two wondered where he was going, and it was quite strange for him to walk around by himself. Yet before they asked him, he had already left, which made them even more curious as he seemed to be in a hurry.
Still, Mizuto had to say that it had been a while for him to be alone. He always had a companion of others whenever he walked, but this time, there was no one besides him. Yet, this didn't make him feel that it was lonely. Instead, he felt it had been a while and felt like he was free.
This feeling... he didn't hate it as it reminded him of the wild stallion that ran freely on the Mongolian grassland, yet he had founded his herd, and as a leader of the herd, it was his duty to protect his mates.
Mizuto felt this feeling was strange. Naturally, this wasn't love, but it was like a duty or a responsibility. It was something that was more certain than something as ambiguous as love.
While love could be gone as we grew, changed, or something happened to us, a responsibility would exist no matter how long it was, even if he grew to hate it in the future.
Maybe some might think that this feeling was cold, yet he didn't think so. Instead, he felt this feeling was better than any other feeling as it was certain and wasn't an ambiguous feeling that could be changed on a whim.
Yet, he wondered why women and men fall in love so easily, which made him helpless.
Ignoring such people, Mizuto walked to the bus station, but then he saw a girl who seemed to be bothered by a man.
"A pickup, huh?"
This was something common in this country, especially when one saw a beautiful girl, so shouldn't they want to get to know her? Yet, at the same time, there was also a limit. If the girl accepted and had an interest in the man, then this was okay, but he could see the displeased expression of the girl when she was being approached by the man.
Still, it had been a while since he had seen such a scene, especially when he was the one who was usually being picked up by women, and while it might seem strange, the man seemed to lose their edge or aggressiveness when he was around.
While he wasn't sure, it was like the feeling of when an animal saw another animal that was placed on the top of the food chain.
Facing a higher being, one could only bow down.
Naturally, some were braver or stupid, but it didn't matter.
Mizuto walked toward the man, who kept chatting, ignoring the girl's displeased expression.
"As I have said, how about we go there? It will be fun, I assure you!"
"Can you leave me? I don't have an interest in you."
"No, no. It's just you don't know me. If you know me, then you won't say this. Come on!"
The man became even more aggressive, and he was ready to reach the girl, but suddenly, a powerful impact forced his body to roll on the ground and fall on the ground.
Mizuto kicked the man directly without prior notice.
Naturally, the man was angry, but he was stunned when he saw Mizuto.
"Get the hell out of here."
Whether it was his eyes or voice, they were so cold that it sent a shudder, causing the man to run away, but he stumbled, falling on the ground several times before he ran as fast as she could.
"Are you okay?"
The girl was stunned since she wondered how one could change their voices and expressions so much. At one time, he was so cold, yet at another, he was so gentle, which made her confused, and she couldn't look away from him.
Mizuto took a glance at the girl and understood why she was being picked up.
The girl was pretty small, even smaller than Akatsuki. She had short hair, stylized in a way similar to girls who played sports. She had a youthful face, which was symmetrical and cute. Yet, something that made him dumbfounded was her breasts, which were so enormous. They were even bigger than Yume but about the same size as Reina, yet due to her petite frame, the impact of having such breasts was definitely something outrageous.
'If Akatsuki sees her...'
Mizuto could imagine how enraged and jealous Akatsuki was. Still, due to his "Gaze" skill from the "Lover" job, the movement of his eyes became faster, so she shouldn't be able to tell that he glanced at her breasts, right?
"Ah, yes, I am okay."
Fortunately, it seemed the girl was also stunned by his appearance.
Signed in relief, Mizuto said, "Then, be careful on your way. If that man comes again, try to scream. I will leave first." Still, even if he said so, there was no need to worry much as he had used the "Brainwash" skill on the man before. He might not use this ability casually, but if he needed to, he wouldn't hesitate since he didn't want to underestimate how evil a human could be.
It was like how Genghis Khan would kill his enemy instead of leaving them alive, as giving them mercy was nothing but giving him a no end trouble.
Moreover, in this world, being a good guy was nothing but trouble.
Still, as she wore a uniform to his school, she should be a student of the Rakurou Private High.
Well, it didn't matter.
Mizuto just left her as he was more excited about his motorcycle. He didn't lack a woman, and approaching a woman in his situation was nothing but trouble.
"Ah!"
The girl watched him leaving, hesitating, then feeling at a loss.
"What an irresponsible guy. Shouldn't he wait for you?"
"Eh?"
The girl then saw another girl who stood by her side and felt confused by her words. While also feeling wary, like a cat, who saw a stranger, and slightly displeased for talking bad of the man who had saved her.
"You don't need to be so wary. My name is Suzuri Kurenai. I am the president of the Rakurou Private High."
"Eh?"
What Mizuto knew was that he had changed the fate of those two girls, but it didn't matter to him as he was ready to take the virginity of his motorcycle first.
