Chapter 2
: I shouldn't have gone to the comic convention without my wife's knowledge.
Watching Hyuga Gen's departing figure, the neighbor lady completely relaxed, feeling her heart pounding, and murmured:
"What a handsome and kind-hearted young man! He smells so good, it makes you want to spend more time with him."
"Yumiko? What are you doing at the door? Hurry up and bring your things inside. And what was that just now? Why did I hear a man's voice?"
Just then, a gentle male voice came from inside the house, pulling the lady next door back to reality.
"Honey, I'm coming right away."
Yumiko quickly picked up her blood-stained clothes from the ground and hurried into the house.
Upon entering the master bedroom, a man wearing glasses looked at the clothes in Yumiko's hands with a puzzled expression and said:
"This is?"
Yumiko said with remorse after hearing this:
"My neighbor just passed by our door and bumped his nose because the passageway was too narrow. He was covered in blood. I felt bad about it, so I offered to help him wash his clothes."
After glancing at the obviously expensive clothes in Yumiko's arms, the man said with a hint of reproach:
"You! I told you to leave enough room for the road, why didn't you take it seriously?"
"This area is inhabited by the elite class. What should we do if they offend someone we can't afford to offend? Have you properly apologized to them?"
Yumiko said with some grievance after hearing this:
"Honey, I've already apologized, and she's already forgiven me."
The man's expression softened upon hearing this, and he nodded, saying:
"That's good, but we can't be careless. We'll take the washed clothes tonight and apologize to them."
"Okay, darling."
After saying that, Yumiko took the blood-stained clothes to the bathroom, but at that moment she suddenly noticed a very pleasant smell on the clothes.
This made her involuntarily press her face against it, sniffing it with a look of enjoyment, right where there was blood.
"What's wrong with me? I'm actually sniffing my neighbor's clothes. I guess I'm really not a good wife."
After a long while, Yumiko, having regained her senses, quickly put the clothes into the washing machine, started it, and then went back into the master bedroom to get busy again.
Just then, Yumiko suddenly noticed a small box leaning against the bed.
Without thinking, I grabbed a utility knife, ready to cut the tape, take out the contents, and arrange them neatly.
Just then, the man saw the box in Yumiko's hand and was immediately shocked, shouting loudly.
"Yumiko!"
The man's sudden shout startled Yumiko, and she accidentally cut her hand with a utility knife, the pain bringing tears to her eyes immediately.
Before Yumiko could even complain, she saw her husband lift the box in front of her with a relieved expression. She couldn't help but feel a little suspicious and wronged.
My hand was cut, can't this guy see that?
Perhaps noticing Yumiko's expression, the man realized what was happening and a look of guilt appeared on his face.
After carefully placing the box behind him, he quickly found a band-aid and put it on Yumiko.
At the same time, he sincerely apologized:
"I'm sorry, Yumiko, I didn't mean to shout. Please forgive me."
Yumiko looked at the man in front of her, feeling increasingly aggrieved. It was obvious that the box was much more important to her husband than she was.
Yumiko didn't ask any more questions. After the bandage was applied to the wound, she silently went to the second bedroom, locked the door, and then threw herself onto the bed, hugging her pillow tightly.
"Yumiko, you should rest well. I'll take care of the rest."
The man in the master bedroom didn't pay much attention to his wife's sulking. He called out once, picked up a utility knife, opened the box, and revealed a lewd smile as he looked at the doujinshi inside.
After looking at it for a while, the man, feeling satisfied, pushed the box to the corner under the bed and then took his favorite book to the bathroom.
Not long after they went in, the sound of water being flushed could be heard. Then the man came out looking refreshed. He said a few words to Yumiko in the second bedroom and then went back to work.
After returning to his room and getting his car keys, Hinata Gen came out again. As he passed by the door of the lady next door, he suddenly heard a loud shout coming from inside.
Hyuga Gen didn't pay any attention to what he heard. Instead, he quickened his pace, knowing he would definitely be late if he delayed any longer.
As he walked down, Hyuga Gen felt that the lady next door looked familiar, as if he had seen her somewhere before.
Since he lived on the second floor, Hyuga Gen was too lazy to take the elevator, as it was not as fast as taking the stairs. Just as he was about to go downstairs, a dark-skinned blond man with a nose ring and earrings suddenly appeared from around the corner.
Unable to brake in time, Hyuga Gen collided with the blond-haired man, both falling to the ground. Hyuga Gen grimaced in pain.
"Are you blind?! Can't you see someone?"
"Apologize to me right now, or I'll bring my men to beat you up!"
Before even looking at who it was, the blond-haired man started cursing, completely ignoring the fact that he had suddenly barged in and caused the two to collide. Judging from his arrogant demeanor, he was no stranger to bullying others.
After standing up, Hyuga Gen was about to apologize, but when he heard the blond-haired man insult him, he immediately swallowed his words and stared at him coldly.
After standing up, the blond-haired man saw that it was Hyuga Gen who had bumped into him, and immediately laughed. He then swaggered over, put his arm around Hyuga Gen, and said in a vulgar tone:
"Oh, it's Young Master Hyuga. Look at the mess this has made. I won't pursue the matter of you knocking me down."
"But then again, it would be even better if you let me drive your car, Hyuga-sama, after all, we're best friends!"
After saying that, he licked his lips. The blond guy had been eyeing Hyuga Gen's sports car for a long time. No matter how much he flattered Hyuga Gen before, Hyuga Gen would ignore him. Now that he had this excuse, it would be unreasonable not to drive it.
Seeing that the blond-haired man seemed to know him well, Hyuga Genji thought for a moment and then retrieved the man's memories.
The blond guy lived two doors down from him. He and the blond guy hadn't really interacted much before, but Hinata Gen felt that the blond guy's face was very familiar.
He's just quite famous; almost everyone in this apartment building knows him and knows he's rich. There's a red Ferrari Daytona SP3 in the garage downstairs that's one of only 599 in the world, which he drives to and from school every day.
When he heard that the blond guy wanted to drive the limited edition sports car that he hadn't even touched since his memories were awakened, Hyuga Gen looked at the blond guy coldly.
"Let go! Do you want to die?"
Looking into Hyuga Gen's eyes, the blond-haired man suddenly felt a chill run down his spine and awkwardly released his grip.
Seeing that he had wisely let go, Hyuga Gen didn't intend to continue arguing with him. He patted the spot where the blond-haired guy had scratched him and headed towards the garage.
Watching Hyuga Gen's departing figure, the blond-haired man's eyes revealed a look of resentment, but in the end he still didn't dare to stop Hyuga Gen.