The Gemini Princess wants me to confess my feelings!

Chapter 120 What a short life!

Chapter 120 What a short life!

You said that holding hands was a promise.

"But darling, that's not love."

Does holding hands equal love?

Kirihara Akira disagreed.

He didn't even think this could be considered ambiguous.

It's not about ambiguity, but about mutual healing.

If anyone could hear Kirihara Akira's inner thoughts right now, they would definitely try to pry open his skull to see how such self-deceiving ideas came about.

Ultimately, he would never admit that his feelings for Mori Shizue were love.

Because he felt the same way about Mori Kiyoha and Kisaragi Shiori.

If we acknowledge that this is love, then Kirihara Akira would love three people; if we include Asahi and Kanade, then it would even be four.

Wouldn't that make him a scumbag?

Humans are truly wondrous creatures. Even if something is simultaneously ingrained in the minds of two people, and both believe the other knows it, it cannot become a settled fact unless it is spoken aloud.

Mori Shizue and Kirihara Akira exchanged a glance, then looked away.

It's better not to say anything.

As long as it remains ambiguous, as long as it seems to exist, the relationship can continue.

"What happened?"

The two sat there, holding hands, until their palms were damp with sweat. Only then did Mori Shizue reluctantly pull her hand away and ask, "You look a little tired."

Kirihara Akatsuki rubbed her fingers together, seemingly still wanting more, and responded a beat late, "Mm."

He rubbed his temples and said, "I was looking for someone today, and as soon as I found them, I was shot dead."

Mori Shizue was shocked: "What, what happened? Were you there? Did you have anything on your hands? I didn't hear a thing!"

"I'm fine." Kirihara Akira felt a sense of warmth and breathed a sigh of relief. "I wasn't there at the time, and thankfully I wasn't. It was Hino Harufumi who came forward. We decided to go find his former roommate, Daimon Naoto, and get some clues from him."

But just as Hino Harufumi arrived, someone in the shadows pulled out a gun, not to Hino, but to silence Daimon Naoto.

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"I was directing Hino's operation from a place not far from the warehouse. I was planning to go and provide support, but I was stopped by Kamio Choba's men."

"Later, a shootout broke out in the warehouse, but Hino Harufumi survived and escaped."

Mori Shizue frowned her delicate, willow-leaf-shaped eyebrows, pondered for a long time, and said, "This description sounds a bit strange."

"It's very strange," Kirihara Akira said. "There are only two possibilities for this situation. First, Hino Harufumi was setting a trap for me. He's in cahoots with the assassins and came to take my life today. Kamio Chowa wanted to save me, so he sent someone to fight me and slow me down, allowing me to escape."

"The second possibility is that someone discovered Hino and my actions in advance, and knowing my target, they set up an ambush beforehand, using Daimon Naoto to lure me in. When they found out I wasn't there, they killed Daimon Naoto first, and deliberately spared Hino Harufumi's life, trying to use him to lure me into the trap."

Mori Shizue's mind raced, but she couldn't help but feel confused: "Well, the possibilities are really even, it's hard to guess."

"We can't guess about this," Kirihara Akira said. "I'll think of another way to contact Hino Harufumi later to rule out the possibility that he betrayed us—although the possibility of him betraying us is unlikely, it's better to be cautious."

Mori Shizue nodded, hesitated for a moment, and finally said with a determined look, "I'll think of a way for you."

Kirihara Akatsuki was stunned for a moment, then asked, "How...how are you going to help me?"

"I've built up some connections recently, and I have some useful people, although they're not very reliable yet. I can introduce them to you..."

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Kirihara Akira looked at her, feeling moved.

He knew that Shizue Mori had put in unimaginable effort and paid a heavy price to maintain the relationship.

To force someone to use a device before it is even ready for use, just to ensure their safety, is an immense sign of trust and shows how highly it is valued.

Kirihara Akira said, "No need, I can handle it."

Mori Shizue stared at him and said, "You don't believe me."

Kirihara Akira choked, then gave a bitter laugh after a long while, saying, "You're putting me in a difficult position—it's not that I don't trust you, it's just that the time isn't right yet, and I don't want you to take unnecessary risks."

"So you're going to take such a risk?" Mori Shizue said angrily.

"I value my life very much," Kirihara Akatsuki said gently. "If things get out of my control, I will never risk my life to act recklessly."

This argument is irrefutable, and although Shizue Mori disagrees, she has no point of rebuttal.

In the end, she could only silently sulk.

Kirihara Akira sighed, thinking that if it were Mori Kiyoha, she would have already started breathing on him and pounced on him.

The two girls have very different and distinct personalities, each with their own charm.

It became difficult for Kirihara Akira to hold her hand again. She would pull away the moment he moved.

"6

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Mori Shizue's room is not big. She doesn't like living in big houses because they feel empty and lonely.

The room, which used to be just the right size, now felt cramped.

Before long, Mori Shizue was cornered.

"Hehehe, let's see where you can run now!" Kirihara Akira said with a sneer.

Mori Shizue glared at him angrily and said, "You're being a pervert with me. I'm going to call the police."

"The police are my men too!" Kirihara Akira said. "Go ahead and shout, shout until your throat is hoarse."

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Click.

Before Kirihara Akira could finish reciting his tired old joke, Mori Shizue's door was opened.

Kirihara Akira's back instantly broke out in a cold sweat.

That's it—that was his first thought.

My time living with the Mori family was short but happy.

This was his second idea.

"What are you doing?"

A reassuring, familiar voice came from behind.

Kirihara Akatsuki relaxed, feeling a sense of joy like she had survived a disaster.

Then he turned around and saw that piercing gaze, and the joy vanished immediately.

Kirihara Akira coughed twice and said, "I didn't do anything; it was an accident."

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Mori Shizue ran out and buried herself in her sister's arms, whereupon the veteran actress immediately began to deliver her performance.

"I...I'm so scared—" Mori Shizue said, on the verge of tears, "He...he wants to do this and that to me, please help me."

"6

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silence.

Then they despise it.

Mori Kiyoha's eyes were fixed on Kirihara Akira.

That look seemed to see something indescribable filth, as if it had turned into countless needles piercing Kirihara Akira's heart.

Kirihara Akira felt very hurt.

Despite being injured, he seemed to be secretly pleased.

Kirihara Akatsuki said, "I really didn't do anything, you have to believe me."

"I know," Mori Kiyoha said.

"...Do you really know? What do you know?"

"I know you're a pervert."

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