After breaking up, my ex asked me to win her back

"Mister Hikaru, I don't understand this part, could you teach me?"

"Mister Hikaru, the light on the coffee machine suddenly came on, did I accidentally press something?"

"Mister Hikaru, I've finished cleaning here, is there anything else I need to do?"

"Mister Hikaru..."

"Mister Hikaru..."

Kohinata Motoyo circled around Kagura Hikaru like a puppy.

She grasped the limits well, neither annoying nor overbearing, and was so helpful that she incited pity.

The classmates around them noticed but weren't surprised, only showing the fed-up look of 'there they go showing off their love again'.

Kohinata Motoyo and Kagura Hikaru were known as the model couple of the school, a fact firmly nailed into everyone's heads by the former. Her getting close to Kagura Hikaru was nothing out of the ordinary.

And although they now claimed to have broken up, according to Kohinata Motoyo, it was just a fake separation to avoid causing trouble for the school. They would resume their relationship once the new school rule lifting the ban on romance came into effect.

Some envied their relationship, others were jealous and wondered why it couldn't be them.

As for the more unique individuals, like Ayakoji Chiyoko and Kiryu Hina, they wished that this despicable, shameless, cheating cat, Kohinata Motoyo, would just hurry up and die.

But none of that stopped Kohinata Motoyo from sticking close to Kagura Hikaru.

For her, what mattered was enjoying the time spent with the person she liked, desiring more time together, a yearning she could hardly hide.

Watching her, Kagura Hikaru thought of an impolite term—'loyal dog'.

Such small disturbances had actually never stopped since the breakup.

After Kiryu Hina returned to her old self, the false perfection was shattered, and in one night, the previous 'Uka Pope' turned into a hard-to-get-along-with literary girl.

Therefore, Kohinata Motoyo became the next 'Kiryu Hina,' the next symbol of perfection, adored by all.

After losing one idol, people needed to find another replacement quickly to seek mental tranquility and return to their previously familiar lives.

Because she was too gentle-natured, Kohinata Motoyo would sometimes be swept up by those around her and unable to be with Kagura Hikaru, but she would find him whenever she had the chance.

Yet whether she was frequently seeking him out at school to chat or filling his mailbox with expensive gifts every day, it was all a nuisance to Kagura Hikaru.

At school, at least he had Ayakoji Chiyoko as a shield.

But it was different at home.

Whenever his father and stepmother found gifts in the mailbox, Kagura Hikaru could only repeat tirelessly, 'A rich girl is pursuing me,' 'I will return the gifts to her.'

Carrying a gift box to Kohinata Motoyo every day, to outsiders, it looked as if he was buying her gifts daily.

This also became evidence for his classmates to believe that they were deeply in love.

Every time she heard such talk, Ayakoji Chiyoko felt an itch of hatred in her teeth.

Especially lately, as it had become even more excessive, with Motoyo deliberately buying the house next to his just to become neighbors with him.

But even though Kohinata Motoyo did so much, Kagura Hikaru still couldn't persuade himself to accept her.

Her affection was heavy but sincere, and anyone would soften at a girl who tied her heart to them like this.

But ultimately, Kohinata Motoyo had caused too much irreversible damage, making it impossible for Kagura Hikaru to ever see her as someone he could truly be close to again. Find exclusive content at My Virtual Library Empire

Even though he was no longer agonizing over Kiryu Hina's affair, he still felt they shouldn't be together.

So, Kagura Hikaru was always refusing.

"Figure it out by reading the manual yourself."

"Turn off the power, and the light will go out."

"There's nothing left to do here, go help someone else."

Kagura Hikaru saw himself as a tough straight guy and mercilessly rejected each advance one by one.

When he realized that Kohinata Motoyo was talking too much and the physical distance between them was closing in, Kagura Hikaru immediately decided to kick her out.

When she returned dejectedly, she was met with the deep, searching gazes of Kiryu Hina and Ayakoji Chiyoko.

Kohinata Motoyo's smile stiffened.

Just like a lie will eventually be exposed, no matter how cautious you are, sneaking off will get you caught.

This was the lesson Kohinata Motoyo learned from this incident.

The Uka Cultural Festival continuously improved amidst the students' enthusiasm.

Three days later, on the day of the festival.

The weather was clear, with no clouds in sight and a comfortable temperature.

It was a rare good weather in recent times.

At eight in the morning, the Discipline Committee members opened the school gates on time to welcome visitors from outside the school.

People who had been waiting outside entered the gates with laughter and chatter, pointing out the Uka High School's Halloween-themed decorations for the cultural festival.

Black ribbons and vines wrapped around the street lights, and vampires handing out colorful balloons, pumpkin lanterns, plaster sculptures, old crooked signboards, and heaps of masks adorned the walkways from the courtyard to the school building, creating a curious atmospheric feeling.

Most of the visitors were adults; some were student families, while others were unrelated guests who had heard there was a high school cultural festival nearby and came to take a look.

The school's cultural festival was open to the public, and for the residents nearby, it was like a small festival.

If they were interested and had the time, they would come for a visit.

There were even some who brought their DSLR cameras specifically to take photos of the students.

Being able to walk into a high school and openly take photos of the students was an opportunity that only came twice a year, during the sports festival and the cultural festival.

However, such people were somewhat suspect of crime, especially during the sports festival. There were quite a few dubious individuals who came specifically to take photos of high school girls' thighs.

Photography was certainly allowed, and nobody went out of their way to restrict this, but if someone purposely took pictures of private areas, that would be somewhat improper.

So anyone with a camera around their neck would be specially watched by passing Discipline Committee members, who would kindly warn those found only focusing on taking pictures of female students.

"Don't stir up trouble, alright? We'll be watching with these eyes," they would say.

Confronted by the Discipline Committee member's fist, as big as a sandbag, photographers could only nod repeatedly and flee in fear.

But no matter where they fled, they would see the fierce Discipline Committee members wearing red armbands.

For this cultural festival, the Disciplinary Committee had specially recruited fifty student volunteers from the general student body and, after three days of basic training, put them on duty with the Discipline Committee members to oversee the school's security.

Nobody knew what those volunteers had experienced within the Discipline Committee, but the once ordinary students now all looked like they stepped out of a JoJo's rugged art style, with distinctly angular and visibly muscular figures.

They could intimidate wrongdoers with just their gaze alone.

Kagura's father and stepmother had just walked into the school and were startled by them.

"It seems even more exaggerated than last time…" the stepmother said, embarrassed.

Kagura's father nodded silently, thinking that Uka used to look quite normal, but recently it had become more and more unseemly.

However, they were not experts on cultural festivals.

Today, their main purpose was to see their own son.

They had heard that his class was running a café event, and as a father skilled in both tea and coffee, Kagura's father certainly couldn't miss it.

Downstairs there were many directional signs for visitors from outside the school.

They quickly found Class 2-A.